05-11-2019, 04:10 PM
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 everything seemed to die down for a couple moments. there had been no all-clear given, but he supposed the sound of an eerie silence beat the sound of gunshots. he’d stayed at the casino, and honestly he couldn’t regret his decision. there would’ve been no point in going out there; it would’ve been almost suicidal for him to rush out there, especially after hearing the sniper up on the roof. still, as the sound of gunshots was replaced with quiet, he couldn’t regret pushing the door open again and risk taking a couple of steps out.
looked like all of the teens that had blown up the casino were dead. shit. addy had been in gangs, long enough to know that the sniper on that building had done that for a reason, probably. it’d be best to kill those kids than to let them possibly snitch on the insurrection, right? it was logical, and if addy had been in the sniper’s situation, he would’ve done the same thing. fucking sucked for the badland’s, he supposed, since that left them out of anyone to question, themselves.
that was what he had thought, at least, until mike came into view, another man trudging along with him. ah, the sniper hadn’t gotten away. the idiot probably should’ve turned the gun on himself, if he really wanted to keep all the information secret, he decided. this was definitely on the plus side for the badlands, so he wasn’t going to question a damn thing about the guy’s motives.
instead, he simply glanced at the two, nodded in acknowledgement towards mike, before heading back into the casino to watch whatever would unfold from this. maybe if he acted nicely, he’d get to land a punch on the fuckin’ asshole.
 everything seemed to die down for a couple moments. there had been no all-clear given, but he supposed the sound of an eerie silence beat the sound of gunshots. he’d stayed at the casino, and honestly he couldn’t regret his decision. there would’ve been no point in going out there; it would’ve been almost suicidal for him to rush out there, especially after hearing the sniper up on the roof. still, as the sound of gunshots was replaced with quiet, he couldn’t regret pushing the door open again and risk taking a couple of steps out.
looked like all of the teens that had blown up the casino were dead. shit. addy had been in gangs, long enough to know that the sniper on that building had done that for a reason, probably. it’d be best to kill those kids than to let them possibly snitch on the insurrection, right? it was logical, and if addy had been in the sniper’s situation, he would’ve done the same thing. fucking sucked for the badland’s, he supposed, since that left them out of anyone to question, themselves.
that was what he had thought, at least, until mike came into view, another man trudging along with him. ah, the sniper hadn’t gotten away. the idiot probably should’ve turned the gun on himself, if he really wanted to keep all the information secret, he decided. this was definitely on the plus side for the badlands, so he wasn’t going to question a damn thing about the guy’s motives.
instead, he simply glanced at the two, nodded in acknowledgement towards mike, before heading back into the casino to watch whatever would unfold from this. maybe if he acted nicely, he’d get to land a punch on the fuckin’ asshole.