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Lilly-Mal in the Dreaming
Sep. 3rd, 2005 05:57 pmHammerbanghammerbang...
The smooth continuity of Mal firing his favorite pistol at the shooting range target fifty yards away made Mal somehow feel better about life in general. What definitely made Mal feel better about life was that he was shooting far better than David standing next to him.
"Since when did you get better 'n me, Malcolm?" David jibes with a grin. "I never said you was allowed to ever get better 'n me."
"If you'd practice more instead o' flirtin' with Mary Ann Patterson, I'd still be yards behind ya." Mal reloads almost gleefully as he compares his last shot's bull's eye with David's last shot, which veered ever so slightly right of center.
The smooth continuity of Mal firing his favorite pistol at the shooting range target fifty yards away made Mal somehow feel better about life in general. What definitely made Mal feel better about life was that he was shooting far better than David standing next to him.
"Since when did you get better 'n me, Malcolm?" David jibes with a grin. "I never said you was allowed to ever get better 'n me."
"If you'd practice more instead o' flirtin' with Mary Ann Patterson, I'd still be yards behind ya." Mal reloads almost gleefully as he compares his last shot's bull's eye with David's last shot, which veered ever so slightly right of center.
