"good grief slick.. you could have just blown my head off if you wanted.." Jake murmured in sarcasm, wiping the blood off his nose with an eye closed and his posture slouched the slightest bit.
Slick sighed, nodding afterwards. He removed his gun from Jake's head, scowling the slightest bit with a gruff breath. He seemed like the type of guy to not smile but he was actually cockily smirking. He almost beat up the crap outta Jake in a duel.
"I ain't sorry, Pipsqueak. I almost won. If it wasn't for ya coward move."
"oh ex-fucking-cuse me, but i got shot in my arm by you, i think it's fair enough to stop the game until you end up blowing my head off!" The human spoke up, huffing. He had tied a handkerchief around his own shoulder, were the bullet hit, and be simply ignored the pain it gave him since he has been through much more.
"Ya' agreed on practicin' fightin' with me so~" Slick chuckled, shrugging with his shoulders. "Hate me all ya want, kid. I did what ya asked, be grateful I did."
"agh! Hmhp.. I just hope none of my pals overreacts due to my shoulder.."
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A: ya just gotta love Jakey.
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