[ shrug. lila would let him bleed to death probably but she's a bad person so. ]
Look, you're tiny like me. A gun is what's going to get you by unless underneath that whole lotta scrawny you can flip a Mack truck with your mind. [ can she? that's lila's favorite thing. ] If you really don't want to shoot anyone, just use the gun to scare them into submission. And the key to a good threat with a gun isn't to mean it, it's to describe it in as much horrifying graphic detail as possible. Like... [ she scoops up her own gun and waves it in apparent agitation -- away from bambi and toward the range, tyvm, safetied and with proper (sexy) trigger discipline. she turns her mismatched eyes on bambi and smiles a sickeningly sweet smile that is utterly at odds with the next words that tumble out of her mouth. ]
If you so much as breathe, I will shoot you. And I won't shoot you in the head, brains on the asphalt. I will shoot you in the stomach and while you very slowly bleed to death, your digestive acids will eat through the rest of your internal organs so you will not only die slowly but writhing in unimaginable pain. [ her head tips to the side, flirtatiously tugging on her bottom lip with her teeth. ] And then when you're on the brink of unconsciousness because the pain is too much for your pathetic body to bear... I might shoot you in the face to put you out of your misery. If I'm feeling... hmm, generous. [ she's still smiling. (intimidate 39) uh-huh, yup. that's her favorite threat by the way, because it's so fucking painful. she should work for iscariot with this absolute well of crazy she keeps in her tiny, unassuming body. she's catholic. :)
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Look, you're tiny like me. A gun is what's going to get you by unless underneath that whole lotta scrawny you can flip a Mack truck with your mind. [ can she? that's lila's favorite thing. ] If you really don't want to shoot anyone, just use the gun to scare them into submission. And the key to a good threat with a gun isn't to mean it, it's to describe it in as much horrifying graphic detail as possible. Like... [ she scoops up her own gun and waves it in apparent agitation -- away from bambi and toward the range, tyvm, safetied and with proper (sexy) trigger discipline. she turns her mismatched eyes on bambi and smiles a sickeningly sweet smile that is utterly at odds with the next words that tumble out of her mouth. ]
If you so much as breathe, I will shoot you. And I won't shoot you in the head, brains on the asphalt. I will shoot you in the stomach and while you very slowly bleed to death, your digestive acids will eat through the rest of your internal organs so you will not only die slowly but writhing in unimaginable pain. [ her head tips to the side, flirtatiously tugging on her bottom lip with her teeth. ] And then when you're on the brink of unconsciousness because the pain is too much for your pathetic body to bear... I might shoot you in the face to put you out of your misery. If I'm feeling... hmm, generous. [ she's still smiling. (intimidate 39) uh-huh, yup. that's her favorite threat by the way, because it's so fucking painful. she should work for iscariot with this absolute well of crazy she keeps in her tiny, unassuming body. she's catholic. :)
THEY HAVE AN OPENING. ]