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Date: 2009-02-21 10:24 am (UTC)
The man couldn't help it. It was instinct. He let out a very loud yelp of fear and surprise.

"For the love of--please, put the gun away!" he cried, half-staggering back into the alley, whipping up his hands in the near-universal gesture of surrender. "I'm not armed, I promise! I'm not here to hurt anyone--I don't even know where "here" is!"
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Gwen Cooper

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