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[tickingheart]

[Filtered from Aoko and Kaito]

Does anyone have a handgun I could borrow?
[annoyed amusement] I'd like to keep up my marksmanship skills, but, the town stole my gun...

[[ooc: takes place three or four days after this actionspam/fight/murderthing]]

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[tickingheart]

Look! See? I'm right here! I'm fine.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[Folds her arms.]

I'm just makin' sure. Who knows what could happin' in a place like this. After all, most people don't vanish after a fight, for three days.

[tickingheart]

[He shifts his weight, looks away. Apparently, some of his programs are still not operating properly. He should be able to brush this off more easily]

Ikindagotshotintheheadwitharazoratpointblankrangeanddied
But I'm better now!

He sounds like the Black Knight. "It's only a flesh wound!"

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[Harley blinks...then blinks again. Because she must have misheard him]

You were shot in the head!!

[A light seems to go off in her mind]

They said we can't die...here.

You were dead!!??

... but is IS only a flesh wound... *sobs*

[tickingheart]

[Oh, to cower or to yell... Harley is his fake mother, so he decides to cower]

... I got better?

All the same...:D It still counts if it kills him

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[Arms now folded again.]

So, you did die, then?

[Got you there Robo]

Oh look, my bedtime...

[tickingheart]

... I didn't die all the way... I was still conscious the whole time!

Heh...I should be asleep now ]12:22 am here...Pester you later then.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Uh, huh...

[The look is still on her face]

[tickingheart]

[And he glances back and forth, there has to be some way of getting out of here...]

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[Oh but there isn't]

[tickingheart]

Really, Harley, I'm okay.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[Looks thoughtful]

Alright...if you say so. Just be more careful next time.

[Thinks of somthing and then goes to grab a hold of his arm.]

You must be starving! Come on kiddo. You can help me make some cookies.

[tickingheart]

[Oh! Cookies! Idly, he wonders what happened to the cookies he made before the fight. He had only gotten to eat a few of those...]

Chocolate cookies?

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[Harley grins, chocolate is love.]

Of course! I love chocolate!

[tickingheart]

[Kaito beams. Chocolate is his favorite food.]

Great!