You know, he has such a love/hate relationship with guns. They're beautiful in their capability for destruction, but they're unfathomably cheap in a lot of ways. The problem isn't that they're brutal, it's that they're merciful; pull a trigger, take a life, it's messy but it's simple and it diminishes the act of taking lives.
He's got such a love/hate relationsbip with guns. For now he feels neither, because he finds that he feels nothing.
It's cold, and it's familiar, and he just tosses his head a bit and the long ponytail falling down his back sways hard with the motion, and he laughs a bit, the sound cold.]
Am I to be surprised at this? She was too involved.
[The words are directed to no one, but they're likewise cold. Just...nothing there. He likes it that way, honestly.]
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You know, he has such a love/hate relationship with guns. They're beautiful in their capability for destruction, but they're unfathomably cheap in a lot of ways. The problem isn't that they're brutal, it's that they're merciful; pull a trigger, take a life, it's messy but it's simple and it diminishes the act of taking lives.
He's got such a love/hate relationsbip with guns. For now he feels neither, because he finds that he feels nothing.
It's cold, and it's familiar, and he just tosses his head a bit and the long ponytail falling down his back sways hard with the motion, and he laughs a bit, the sound cold.]
Am I to be surprised at this? She was too involved.
[The words are directed to no one, but they're likewise cold. Just...nothing there. He likes it that way, honestly.]