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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shapermc" data-source="post: 659113" data-attributes="member: 9007">"SSSSSSSS owww.  Careful, careful.  That feels a bit better and will stop the bleeding I think."  Ross tests out his "new" foot when they get to the hotel.  "Ahh that feels a bit better thanks Space cadet." Ross says waling with next to no limp anymore.  Ross heads the team up to the room and makes sure to check for strangeness along the way.  Upon getting to the room he knocks lightly and in a joking manner says "Room service..." in a female hispanic tone.  When the door opens he heads in to tell every one what happen.  After allowing the others to state their side of the story as well he starts to act a bit strange. He starts to talk about the guy he killed."..then right after I say that I dont want to kill anyone over this, and hope that I get some answers from these guys, PLOW his head splits open like a warm cantelope.  It was horrid, I diden't know my own strength!  He slumped over and then nothing.  I remember it vivdly, yet in the heat of combat I did not acknowladge it.  I .. I.. does anyone else think this is strange?  The levity of the situation hitting me just now?  That was like 30 min ago!  I didnet even as much as flinch at the time."  At this point Ross' hands and fingers beging to twitch and shake noticabbly to any one who is lookin at him.  His arms almost trembling as he looks to the ground recounting the events in the cave.  His eyes wander acroos the floor as his finger seems to almost follow his line of sight.  He seems to loose expression in his face as his jaw loosens and his mouth begins to gape open.  "We should call the cops. " Ross says then hurries over to the phone and picks it dials a few numbers, stops and slowly puts down the phone.  "We are the closest thing to police around here now aren't we? ...  Perhaps I should sit down..." Ross says as he walks over to sit down in the nearest overstuffed couch.  As he sits down and lowers his head to his palms, alsmost looking as if he is trying to drive his palms through his eyes, he all of a sudden looks up with a smile back on his face.  He walks over to Jason as if nothing has happen and pulls the Glock out. "Here you go a present!" he says handing over the handgun with a smile.  "Now whereare we meeting that indian? ..." [ooc /me goes to look at other threads where we are getting bragged about <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" /> /ooc]</blockquote>

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