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Cacio knows Mint. He knows he's weak. He knows something like this, when he isn't ready, may break him. But he's also hungry, and his trainer is stubborn. He would make his meal quick. As Gavin shifts, Mint's eyes catch the gun. "Is that-" his voice is pitched high, about to laugh as he remembered Gavin pointing a gun at him in Chu-e Choi 's office. It's a loaded weapon. It's real. It will kill him.
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Marion is shifting, struggling against the shadow pokemon's grip and being snarled at by one feral Luxray. He carefully took the weapon, the end of the barrel carefully aimed at the grass. He doesn't know what to say.
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"G-Get the fuck off of me- let me go-!" Marion's fighting for his life against these shadows. Writhing and cursing on the ground as Mint closed in the distance. Clean shot. Gotta get a clean shot, or else it's just more screaming, more panicked crying more sobbing.
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And the sobs do come. He hated it. Grown men crying, and groveling. It didn't feel as good as he thought out would, but then again these men had done nothing to him personally. Except well, try to kill him he supposed. He should be angrier about that, but now he's just numb trying brace himself for what he knew would happen but had never seen up close and personal before. He'd never pulled the trigger himself.
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"Cacio." The Luxray is ready, fangs bared. "You- You can dispose of the body when I'm done." His breath is shaky, and he's trembling. The gun is so heavy in his hands and he feels like its too big to wield. The pressure is amping up and his heart felt like it was being squeezed in as vice. He swallowed thickly once more, and listened for the soft click as he took the safety off.
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At this point Marion is screaming, begging. He was scared, he was just so scared. Pleading the man tried to move forward closer to Mint. He barely knew him, but he could smell his weakness. He knew Mint was so closed to cracking. Maybe against him he had a chance of escaping- Maybe, if these binds broke he could overtake him- Maybe if-
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Mint held his breath, even at this distance he's still trying to stay disciplined. Control the breathing, smooth trigger pull, elbows locked. Even then his hands jerk upwards a little as a shot rings out an the smell of gunpowder enveloped him. There's a scream as metal pierced skin. His ears ring, and Marion is still writhing. "That's wasn't clean." he murmured, shaking despite his words. This sucks. Cacio is ready, waiting for the command that doesn't come as come.
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He held up Gavin's gun again, and took aim. A bullet fired missing his target wide and kicking up dirt next to him. Marion is still screaming, and Mint's vision was starting to blur. "Fuck-!" he hissed, as his knuckles turned pale white from how tight he was holding the weapon. Without warning, Cacio pounced, all his body weight slamming down on top of the man's chest. There's snarling and then hysterical shouting before it's cut off suddenly with a harsh SNAP! of a neck. With the body stilled, Cacio set to work. Nom nom.


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