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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 22, 2008 14:04:13 GMT -5
Satonaro then pulled something out of the paper bag that honestly looked like it shouldn't have been able to fit in there, of all things good and holy- it was a rifle. Oh geezus. an M40 rifle of all things, fitting into a lunchbag. Satonaro was some kind of crazy, carrying such a thing in his sleeve. He tossed it nonchalantly to Matt, inside the bag was some ammunition for it. This seemed like a happy day for Matt. Because Satonaro figured the poor guy might have liked to have a rifle or something of the sort, and he was in luck because he managed to find one of the three that were in his sleeve at the moment.
Considering that the scope alone for such a weapon was 2000 American dollars... this wasn't exactly a small gift. Satonaro now tossed the paper bag of ammunition to Matt as well.
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Post by demonfire on Feb 22, 2008 14:20:04 GMT -5
Matt just stared at the rifle, almost dropping it as it was thrown to him, saved at the last second by wolfish reflexes. He looked at it dumbstruck; he finally had a gun! No more relying on some cruddy knife for his primary weapon! He had a gun, and not just any gun, but a top-notch sniper rifle! Matt also grabbed the bag of ammunition, looking inside to see the good stuff: NATO rifle cartridges.
If the boat was larger, and a cat boy wasn't in the way, Matt would have been bowing down to Satonaro now. It was obvious that Matt didn't enjoy just having a knife. Sure, it was great and all--awesome multipurpose survival tool--but guns could shoot people.
Matt hugged the gun, unnoticeable mouthing 'Thank You' over and over again underneath his gas mask.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 22, 2008 17:15:17 GMT -5
Satonaro smiled, obviously knowing he had chosen a good gift for his student and the boat gently touched the shore, "We're here." he nodded, motioning towards the tall building, "and it seems that I have to take this one to the infirmary..." He nudged Neko with his foot as if he'd wake up or something, nothing happened, "Tamir, would you please assist me in transporting the kid?" he asked, why he didn't just put him back in his sleeve was anyone's guess.
Tamir nodded quietly, obviously not going to complain, this was his duty for the moment, and he had to put up with Satonaro for now... then again... if Satonaro fell down a flight of stairs and died... nobody would suspect him, right?
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Post by demonfire on Feb 22, 2008 18:01:07 GMT -5
Matt looked down at the rifle, looked back up, and then simply nodded to Satonaro. He stepped off of the boat and onto the shore with the M40 and the bag of bullets, uncaring about Neko's incapacitation at the moment. Matt put the butt of the weapon against his shoulder and looked through the sight of the weapon, adjusting the sight and getting a feel for the different view of the rifle. Matt lowered the gun and began to walk into the school, now with his own Marine 'gat'. (( One whole RP with Satonaro and no head-hitting-with-staff occurred!))
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 22, 2008 21:43:05 GMT -5
((That's because Matt didn't do anything especially stupid...))
The sky was blue.
((and I call that a legitimate post!))
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