Sorry about last part, but Bacon's whole personality was annoying to deal with anyways.
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@WafflesWoof/Waffle's Point of View.
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Bacon's body fell to the ground with an all-mighty BANG. If he wasn't dead before, he was now. His head smashed against the concrete. Citrene looked unbelievably disorientated. I stepped out then. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" I shouted, upset and angry. She looked guilty and confused.
"I do apologise, but... Why can I not see anything?!" She asked, alarmed.
"This is no time for jokes!" I snapped.
"I'm not joking you idiot! I actually can't see! Why can't I see?! Oh, what if the murderer get's me now?! Heck, how can I trust you?!" She said. Was she serious?!
"I'm not it I promise, I would have killed Bacon we were together." I explained, setting my emotions aside until we dealt with the situation. "Now, are you really blinded? If so since when exactly?" I asked.
"Yes I cannot see a single thing, ever since I shot that boy!" She screamed. It didn't take long to work out what had happened.
"That must be it." I resolved.
"What? I am kind of in an emergency here!" Citrene replied.
"If you shoot an innocent player, you drop your gun and are blinded. Only time will tell for how long, but for now I will take the gun." I explained. It was metal with a wooden handle. When I picked it up, it was a lot heavier then it looked. To my surprise I realized that I knew how to use it, I had taken lessons years ago.
"Yes that would make sense... THIS IS SO AWFUL!" She shouted, and started to rant in French again. I supposed I had to deal with it, I didn't want to be alone again.
"Well while we have lot's of time to chat, stop your complaining and listen to me. Why could you possibly think Bacon was a murderer?! You were with him weren't you, you should know he isn't like that! Now you have his blood on your hands!" I shouted angrily.
"Blood? WHERE?!" She screamed, rubbing her hands against the floor frantically.
"It's a metaphor..." I muttered bitterly. She looked relieved as anything.
"Oh thank goodness, I cannot stand blood!" Citrene said, shuddering.
"And yet you were willing to kill someone?!" I asked.
"Better then dying myself, I was convinced that boy was a murderer!" She replied.
"And you have no remorse?!" I snapped.
"No, not particularly." She huffed.
"Selfish..." I spat. "Anyway, just come with me, if you can see again let me know..." I grabbed her hand, but she pulled it away. "What are you doing? Do you want to just wait here for the murderer?!" I asked. The girl must have a screw loose or something.
"I can walk myself!" Citrene huffed.
As it turned out, she really, really couldn't...
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@WafflesWoof/Waffle's Point of View.
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Bacon's body fell to the ground with an all-mighty BANG. If he wasn't dead before, he was now. His head smashed against the concrete. Citrene looked unbelievably disorientated. I stepped out then. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" I shouted, upset and angry. She looked guilty and confused.
"I do apologise, but... Why can I not see anything?!" She asked, alarmed.
"This is no time for jokes!" I snapped.
"I'm not joking you idiot! I actually can't see! Why can't I see?! Oh, what if the murderer get's me now?! Heck, how can I trust you?!" She said. Was she serious?!
"I'm not it I promise, I would have killed Bacon we were together." I explained, setting my emotions aside until we dealt with the situation. "Now, are you really blinded? If so since when exactly?" I asked.
"Yes I cannot see a single thing, ever since I shot that boy!" She screamed. It didn't take long to work out what had happened.
"That must be it." I resolved.
"What? I am kind of in an emergency here!" Citrene replied.
"If you shoot an innocent player, you drop your gun and are blinded. Only time will tell for how long, but for now I will take the gun." I explained. It was metal with a wooden handle. When I picked it up, it was a lot heavier then it looked. To my surprise I realized that I knew how to use it, I had taken lessons years ago.
"Yes that would make sense... THIS IS SO AWFUL!" She shouted, and started to rant in French again. I supposed I had to deal with it, I didn't want to be alone again.
"Well while we have lot's of time to chat, stop your complaining and listen to me. Why could you possibly think Bacon was a murderer?! You were with him weren't you, you should know he isn't like that! Now you have his blood on your hands!" I shouted angrily.
"Blood? WHERE?!" She screamed, rubbing her hands against the floor frantically.
"It's a metaphor..." I muttered bitterly. She looked relieved as anything.
"Oh thank goodness, I cannot stand blood!" Citrene said, shuddering.
"And yet you were willing to kill someone?!" I asked.
"Better then dying myself, I was convinced that boy was a murderer!" She replied.
"And you have no remorse?!" I snapped.
"No, not particularly." She huffed.
"Selfish..." I spat. "Anyway, just come with me, if you can see again let me know..." I grabbed her hand, but she pulled it away. "What are you doing? Do you want to just wait here for the murderer?!" I asked. The girl must have a screw loose or something.
"I can walk myself!" Citrene huffed.
As it turned out, she really, really couldn't...
