Elliot never thought he'd be a killer, nor did he think he'd fall in love. But fate had other plans, as he is about to learn all too well.
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So, this takes place in the same world as my friend @Noodlesnn...
We were in the van on our way to the Harpy Motel or whatever Blitz called it. This time I was in the the middle row with Loona on my left and Millie on my right, Blitz was driving with Moxxie in shotgun. Loona was lookin at whatever on her phone, Millie had her head out the window (I've tried it a couple times but like in the living world it messes with my ears too much for my taste), Blitz and Moxxie were arguing, and I was listening to music. Finally the van stopped and we all got out. I took my earbuds out and looked at the building in front of me.
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Elliot: "Hey Blitz!"
Blitz: "Huh!?"
Elliot: "Is there a specific client here or..."
Blitz: "Nope! Tryin to find some my humanoid friend!"
As Blitz walked past he patted my head, which confused me but whatever. When I walked in I was taken aback a little by how big it was inside, looked much smaller from outside. Blitz, Moxxie and Millie went around advertising while Loona and I hung back and just wandered. After about 2 minutes I saw a gray... something holding a harpoon to my throat and speaking Spanish.
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???: "¿¡Quién eres tú!? ¿Qué hace aquí un pedazo de mierda humano como tú?"
Elliot: "Hey! Don't think I can't understand Spanish just cuz I'm an American."
I knocked the weapon away from my throat and pushed her back. Apparently I was the first to do so because she looked a little surprised before attacking. She spun the harpoon behind her back and tried to jab me but I dodged. I pulled out Ol' Reliable and aimed at her.
Elliot: "Drop the goddamn weapon and I won't shoot. I know you understand me you moth bitch."
She looked disgruntled, threw it to the ground, and put her hands up. After I put the gun back in the hostler she picked the harpoon back up and started to attack. When she swiped at me, I slapped it the other way, and she stumbled a bit. This time I decided to take a different approach, and I pulled out the knife I keep in my left boot.
