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[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

What's your favorite type of gun?

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[microwavedurmom.livejournal.com]

Who needs guns?

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

I like guns. Some need them others don't. I do.

[microwavedurmom.livejournal.com]

[shrugs] I suppose. Though they're a bit...I dunno...tasteless. If you want to kill someone you could do it a bit more...well, more.

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

[she gives a low whistle and holds out her hand]

Hey, now. Easy, tiger. I don't want to kill anyone. I'm just asking a simple question.

omg no idea what's gotten into luke!

[microwavedurmom.livejournal.com]

[shrugs again] Guns are used to kill people. I just drew a fairly simple conclusion.

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

I'll agree. [because she has] But I'm not talking about what they're used for.

I was asking which ones you liked. What you do with it is your business. Not mine, kid.

[microwavedurmom.livejournal.com]

I'm not a kid. Do I really look that young?

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

To me, yeah.

[microwavedurmom.livejournal.com]

I'm twenty-one.

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

Well, you act like a kid.

[microwavedurmom.livejournal.com]

Oh, well that's a nice thing to say.

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

I could've said worse.

[microwavedurmom.livejournal.com]

Tch.

I'm a little grumpy without my painkillers, so excuse me.

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

So... You're a junkie?

[microwavedurmom.livejournal.com]

No, not at all! Not usually. [He holds up his heavily bandaged hand.] Painkillers have become my friend since my...accident.

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

[she gently takes his hand looking it over and then lets it go]

I see. One hell of an accident.

[microwavedurmom.livejournal.com]

Every finger's snapped cleanly. I'm glad I was unconscious when they got reset.

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

If you need pain killers for just that, you would have passed out either way.

[microwavedurmom.livejournal.com]

Yeah well. Had to get my shoulder popped back into place then too. I'll clarify, I'm glad I was unconscious when they fixed me back up.

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

[she nods, crossing her arms] Oh, I see.

i swear, luke is PMSing XD

[microwavedurmom.livejournal.com]

[He glanced down at Jackie's signature scrawled across the bandages.] Missed out on the damn werewolves, though.

xDD

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

[raises brow] Werewolves?

he's also terrible at keeping company secrets

[microwavedurmom.livejournal.com]

[Ooops! He probably wasn't supposed to say that.] Oh, there was a pack of rabid wolves that my company had to haul in. Not actual werewolves.

pfffT xPP nice

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

[the brow stays raised and she leans forward to whisper] You suck at lying.

[microwavedurmom.livejournal.com]

[He leans back a bit. He doesn't like being close to people he doesn't know.] Look, how should I know? I'd just been pulled out of the junkyard and I passed out before anything good even happened, okay?

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

[She nods, smiling softly] You're a very odd child.

[microwavedurmom.livejournal.com]

Uh...thanks?

[playingantihero.livejournal.com]

Magnum; I got a .357 Colt Python, and she is my baby.

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

Whoo! Some baby!

[agent-k-cho.livejournal.com]

The kind that is in my hand.

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

Well, aren't you subtle.

[agent-k-cho.livejournal.com]

[Subtle rarely gets the job done.]

I'm a cop. I don't need people pointing guns at me.

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

[Isn't it illegal to carry a concealed weapon?]

well... I've never had a gun pointed at me that I didn't deserve. Though - I'm not a cop. I'm a Marine.

[agent-k-cho.livejournal.com]

Semper Fi. I'm Army. Still, not my idea of fun.

[militarymomlove.livejournal.com]

[she smiles and gives a laugh] That's right.

Well... It's not mine either, but its something.