Date: 2008-07-08 05:44 am (UTC)
almosthonorable: (infamous)
We.

Ben wonders when that happened.

Figures somewhere between that last half-mile and those seven shots.

Eleven, counting the ones that hit Dan's chest.

"Good odds."

Ben looks over, his smile close to feral as his right hand brushes his holster.

"Ain't shootin' jackrabbits, but I like those odds."
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