...So the only way to make this- [She gestures with her free arm to the mess of his chest and torso.] go away. The only way to make you better is for me to go back out there and. Kill everything.
[She's not normally a violent woman. Not to this extreme, even with what happened to land her in this coma. She's not. She won't ever be. But.
But.
For him. For what good memories she has with Clyde? She will.
Adele nodes to herself, refills the chamber on her revolver and tucks it into her shoulder rig.]
My mind, yes? My rules. I want for there to be...an. Assault rifle. In that stall. With extra ammunition. And grenades.
[She has no idea if this will work. But with as much as she'll have to fight to make him less of a mess? She'll need more than the revolver. And she'll be damned if she doesn't give herself more of a sporting chance.]
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[She's not normally a violent woman. Not to this extreme, even with what happened to land her in this coma. She's not. She won't ever be. But.
But.
For him. For what good memories she has with Clyde? She will.
Adele nodes to herself, refills the chamber on her revolver and tucks it into her shoulder rig.]
My mind, yes? My rules. I want for there to be...an. Assault rifle. In that stall. With extra ammunition. And grenades.
[She has no idea if this will work. But with as much as she'll have to fight to make him less of a mess? She'll need more than the revolver. And she'll be damned if she doesn't give herself more of a sporting chance.]