second shot

[revyourengines]

[An uncharacteristically cheerful Revy can be found happily driving back from Jonathon's Tools, having just purchased several gallons of gasoline and two coils of rope "for her husband". The dirty looks she received from the local drones were met with a chipper smile, as though the gunslinger didn't have a care in the world

Comments

[rapier_ex]

A bonfire, huh? Sure! Why not, right?

[revyourengines]

Yeah, my thoughts exactly. Hope I'll see you there, Annie Oakley.

[rapier_ex]

Annie... Whatley?

[revyourengines]

What, never heard of her? Famous little gunslinger chick from the Old West or something. Seemed appropriate.

1/2

[rock_politely]

[Rock got Revy's message, and figured that whatever she thought he'd be happier not being around was probably right. Until he came home later that evening...]

2/2

[rock_politely]

[Oh hey look the house is on fire.]

What? Shit!

Revy! What happened?!

[revyourengines]

Badass, isn't it? It's amazing what you can do with a little homemade ingenuity.

[rock_politely]

What about the kids? Are they all right?

[thatsnotaknife]

[Pinged!] Fire?

[revyourengines]

Biggest blaze you've ever seen.

[thatsnotaknife]

Sure you can handle something like that, sheila? [Has many bad experiences with bushfires.]

[revyourengines]

I shoot people for a living. You think I can't handle a little fuckin' fire?