Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20180408173218/@comment-3293219-20180411235215

"B-Back up..." Hamilton muttered, somewhat breathlessly as he tightened his hand around the pistol, it was seemingly a colt 1911, which brought back some memories.

"Drop your... weapons..." As he said that, the guard's head flew back, hitting Hamilton in the nose before the guard's elbow hit him in the face again, sending him keeling over.

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"Sorry for getting you into this..." She whispered, with a sigh, resting her head on his shoulder.