^{|| /̵͇̿̿/’̿’̿ ̿—;;} “– Finally, somethin’ damn good to talk about.”

     The guns were brought out of their holsters with a flourish, twirled briefly between lithe digits to the pleasure of their wielder.

     “Easy – these babies right here. Custom Berettas – ninety-nine Sword Cutlasses. Ain’t nothin’ else in the world like ‘em, and no one else in the world to handle 'em like me." 

      The young woman conversed in regards to her weaponry as one might a lover, stowing it away with similar reluctance as she continued on, "Nukes’d be cool, too.”

      ^{|| /̵͇̿̿/’̿’̿ ̿—;;} “– Who the fuck let the bible-pusher in?”

      Scathing intonations were addressed to pretty much no one at all, a snort of laughter soon following as she kicked right back into lackadaisical speech.

      “I don’t need savin’ in the first place – I’m already too damn beyond that. ‘Sides – what’s Jesus fuckin’ Christ ever done for me? Huh?”

      “Turnin’ water to rum’d be about the only useful damn thing he could do.”

_{//I’m assuming this is directed to the Mun?}

_{//I honestly haven’t heard of this as of yet, but I haven’t watched the news lately either; busy with schoolwork and shit. Think you could explain it to me?}

_{//Then again, who and what the hell isn’t attempting to take away internet freedom/rights these days.}