[ backwards? another furrow of his brow, barely concealed by the brim of his hat. missing the reference entirely, doc explains: ] It's a division of the US Marshal of which I am unfortunately associated with.
[ or was that fortunately? he was certainly going to milk his unwanted badge for all it was worth when it came to waltzing around this place with his guns on him. like hell was he disarming himself.
the smoothness of which draws that pistol from its holster is almost unnatural, and he holds the gun in his hand like it's an extension of himself. ] Forty-fives. [ he holds it out for inspection, if only because he's confident he could snatch it back. fast hands, after all. ]
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[ or was that fortunately? he was certainly going to milk his unwanted badge for all it was worth when it came to waltzing around this place with his guns on him. like hell was he disarming himself.
the smoothness of which draws that pistol from its holster is almost unnatural, and he holds the gun in his hand like it's an extension of himself. ] Forty-fives. [ he holds it out for inspection, if only because he's confident he could snatch it back. fast hands, after all. ]