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Post by Igor Vodianov on Aug 8, 2008 11:41:29 GMT -5
Bang.
The shotgun was loud compared to the forest, the echoes bouncing everywhere, surely anyone else within hearing range would hvae thought the war was going on without them. Igor grinned to himself as he pumped the shotgun and aimed at another ducks. An easy sport for relaxing, his hands automatically found their way and three more ducks were down in a matter of a minute. He set down the warm gun and inhaled deeply on his cigar, blowing out a plume of smoke.
He debated on picking up the carcasses, and decided against it due to the fact that about half of them were either in the lake or on the opposite bank. He was feeling rather lazy today.
Leaving his torso naked, Igor folded his shirt up into a pillow as he rested against the base of a tree. One arm was draped across his face shielding his tired eyes from the sun as his other hand rested on his gun, already pumped and ready should anyone disturb him. His thoughts mulled over scenes of disturbances, the kind he'd like to have, and a small twitch of a smile played over his lips as he drifted off. |
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