The man behind me shoves me... «Dread Nation»
RamingoWS23 июня 2018The man behind me shoves me with the riffle barrel again, this time causing me to stumble. I catch myself against the front of the general store as he chuckles. "What are you gonna do? Nothing, that`s what, you uppity darkie. You ain`t in no position to be giving me any lip. I smile sweetly at him as a black temper sweeps over me, all of the indignities of the past few days coalescing into a dark cloud that erases all thought. Then I center myself and, quick as you please, drop into a crouch and whip aroudn to sweep his legs out from under him. Once he`s on the ground I kick him in the side before placing my knee on his throat. All of this happens in less than a rabbit`s heartbeat. As he gurgles and flails I lean in close. "Right now, sir, with my knee on your throat, I am in the perfect position to counsel you on your bad manners. A lesson to be learned: Lady Fortune is as fickle as they come. And in a land full of shamblers you`d beest not test my good nature, you hear me? You never know when you`ll end up with the bite." The sound of a revolver cocking is deafening next to my ear. "Miss, would you please get off of Bill? I`m afraid he`s the sheriff`s cousin, and the sheriff would be quite upset if anything happened to him." I glance back to see the pale boy above us, the lovely Colt in his hand pointed straight at my head. I give him my sweetest smile and climb to my feet. "Of course." I even bob a little curtsy.
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