[ he takes the gun, gives the revolver a spin, and taps the barrel to his temple. but he hesitates far more than bradley does, expression screwing up with concentration. and a number of other unsavory emotions.
eventually, he pulls the trigger. another empty click follows. ]
Actually, I am gonna ask. What kinda mission is worse than having a hole in your skull?
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Whoever got shot skipped the next mission.
[ He hands the gun over. ]
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[ he takes the gun, gives the revolver a spin, and taps the barrel to his temple. but he hesitates far more than bradley does, expression screwing up with concentration. and a number of other unsavory emotions.
eventually, he pulls the trigger. another empty click follows. ]
Actually, I am gonna ask. What kinda mission is worse than having a hole in your skull?
[ he passes the gun back. ]
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It gets spun. ]
One of 'em stuck me in lava.
[0/10 not recommended.
He puts the gun against his head. Click.
Nothing this round.
He passes the gun back.]
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...Okay fair.
[ ?????? lava sucks, tho, he'll agree to that. though he still looks a little unsettled as he takes the gun again. ]
You think one of these doors might have lava in 'em?
[ click ]
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I'd prefer a blizzard.
[click.]
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[ click... ]
So you're from a cold place, too?
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[Click.
And suddenly they're back in the hallway.]
Huh, that was a weird one.
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Oh. That wasn't so bad...?
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[He is truly not taking that seriously.]
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...Remind me not to try any more of these doors.
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[That was fun! (To him.)]