BECOMING a MAN [thanatos]

[william]

Tristan was in some Lux city for the day, it was a risk, but he liked exploring and so he was told he was allowed to spend the day here as long as he didn't get into any trouble. Therefore he tried keeping it on the downlow by just visiting some parks and the lake and just having a nice time. That all went wrong when he just wanted a soda pop, though. He had money, it wasn't like he was a beggar, yet obviously this guy didn't care. Tristan soon found himself being the target of some mighty foul language and the guy was threatening to shoot him with the gun on the counter! Who were these people? He had no clue, but he left quickly, too quickly as he ran into someone and found his butt quickly hitting the pavement.

[thanatos]

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Why was he even in Violet City again? Oh, right. Shit was stirring up in Goldenrod, and he was all too curious to find out what exactly was going down by seeing it with his own eyes. Here, though, things seemed like they weren't perfectly calm as one would have imagined them to be in the quiet city.

Thanatos was passing a line of stores slowly, taking his time so he could look into each one from his distance and look at the sidewalk in measured intervals. One store's interior caught his eye though. Thanatos stopped, hands in his pockets. The flash of metal near the counter had drawn his attention, and he knew instantly what it was.

He sneered, though, at the commonality of the weapon being brandished against the young man. When he turned, Thanatos narrowed his eyes. He couldn't be more than a teenager. The fear of being threatened must have driven his ability to see out of him, as he darted out the store and straight into Thanatos, who hadn't been able to move out of the way.

He stumbled backwards slightly, though managed to stay on both feet. That was something better than the kid who'd fallen flat on his ass. "Watch where you're going, kid." he growled, looking back up through the store window. The shopkeeper had already put the gun away and wasn't paying mind to the kid he'd just chased out of his shop. "Trouble with only a shopkeeper?" A half-laugh escaped him. "Man up and deal with him rather than running away with your tail between your legs."

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TAGS Misa as Forrest COUNT 267 NOTES THEY'LL BE SHORTER IN THE FUTURE I PROMISE.

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[william]

There was nothing he could do, the shopkeeper obviously would shoot him even though he had the money to buy a soda. This pissed Tristan off so much that he didn't even know what was happening until he was on the ground and some guy was yelling at him. "Sorry sir," he apologized hoping all the people in this town weren't crazy and this guy wouldn't pull a gun on him, too. Now was this guy egging him on to go back in there? Tristan didn't really understand and for that reason was kind of confused on how to answer. Weren't all of the people in this town Lux, so why would one be wanting to attack one of their own? "What do you mean deal with him? Kill him? I don't have a gun of my own and well he obviously does."

[thanatos]

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He stayed sneering slightly down at the kid. He apologized. Thanatos rolled his eyes slightly and turned his narrowed gaze back to the boy when his expression of boredom was complete. "Just...deal with him." Thanatos said, emphasis on the word. It could be interpreted many ways. "However suits your tastes. You could stand your ground and hope he doesnt shoot you. You could assault him to prove you're not a wuss. You could have his business shut down because he's being an ass."

Okay, that last part wasn't too likely. "Personally I would have shot him." Thanatos blinked. "If someone pulls a gun on me, I return the favor and pull the trigger." He quirked his eyebrows at the younger boy. "I'd go in there, take the gun from him, and shoot him with it."

He yawned and turned his back to the boy, looking up at the sky. "Why am I even bothering with explaining this to you?" He snorted in disapproval. "Seeing as you're still sitting on your butt I don't think anything will happen."

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TAGS Dell as Tristan COUNT 173 NOTES boom shorter

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[william]

Tristan nodded in understanding to what Thanatos had to say. He stood up with a look of pride on his face and turned to face the shop. The shopkeeper was not paying attention anymore and had gone to counting the packs of cigarettes behind the counter. Tristan charged in, slamming the door open and marched up to the counter like he owned the place. "Sir, I'm sorry, but your going to have to pay for being an ass," he shouted, but by that time the shopkeeper already had the gun in his hand. Tristan wasn't smart enough, not sneaky enough. He was toast. There was a loud fire and the gun exploded a bullet, straight into his chest. He was dead within seconds, having done everything very much wrong and ended up losing his life for it.

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Thanatos watched the scene unfold before him with only a blink of his eyes. Pathetic. Thanatos thought. He was going to make a profit off of this too. The sounds of gunfire had drawn attention, so now it was only a matter of time before people started getting local authority figures.

Nothing to say he still couldn't make a profit. Time to move. He pulled the two guns strapped against his chest from within his suit and crouched. Through the window he could see the man lowering his rifle. Never let your guard down, moron. He raised Annie and Oakley and fired. The bullets flew through the glass, shattering it and striking the man in his throat before he could even react.

Blood bubbled from his body and he stumbled back, shocked.

Two more bullets were fired, lodging themselves in the man's chest. One in the heart, the other on the mirrored pectoral.

"Time to move." He ran into the shop, ignoring any person that tried to run out. Behind the counter in a flash he forced the register open and ignored the shiny change, reaching straight for the bills. Low or high it didn't matter. It was still money. He picked the money tray up to look under it. Generally, there were a few good bills there.

No dice, Thanatos. Damn...

He attempted to shove his way into the back office, but his scrawny build only gave him a laughable attempt at bringing the door off its lock. People were starting to flock to the scene. Time to go.

He ran outside and summoned his Salamence, who took to the skies as soon as Master was on his back. Death and a pay day. Not too bad.