"It's about bloody glory!" Sarah snapped, growing more frustrated and annoyed with him as the seconds ticked on. There was no way she could've expected him to want to tag along with her. She was prepared to do things on her own. Prepared to handle her business, even if it meant she might die from it.
If she did die, at least it would be because she was doing something she wanted to do.
"You're one t'talk, considering your handy work outside." It wouldn't be that hard to hide a dead body or more. Thus far she had done well for herself, keeping her tracks covered unless she wanted to be found. But, he was the best tracker around. Even if she walked away from him, he'd find her. He always found her.
"Make me," she hissed back with anger in her brown eyes. He was doing a far better job of pushing her buttons than she was doing to him. Her fingers were itching to draw her weapon out and shot him. He'd evade her shots, of course and knowing her luck, one would ricochet and end up going through her instead.
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If she did die, at least it would be because she was doing something she wanted to do.
"You're one t'talk, considering your handy work outside." It wouldn't be that hard to hide a dead body or more. Thus far she had done well for herself, keeping her tracks covered unless she wanted to be found. But, he was the best tracker around. Even if she walked away from him, he'd find her. He always found her.
"Make me," she hissed back with anger in her brown eyes. He was doing a far better job of pushing her buttons than she was doing to him. Her fingers were itching to draw her weapon out and shot him. He'd evade her shots, of course and knowing her luck, one would ricochet and end up going through her instead.