... I mean I thought I did. I even started thinking in mid air that I was still holding a gun in my hand. Then he did some awesome ninja move, and (as they say in the movies) disarmed me. It didn't even hurt. He balanced me so that I wouldn't fall, examined the gun, handed it back to me, and said: &quot;I wouldn't fire this junk if I were you. Could explode and kill us both&quot;. He kept smiling through the whole thing. By that time I've already realized the I _couldn't_ kill him, although I still _wanted to_. He seemed like a bright young lad. I'm sure he noticed. In fact, he seemed to be smiling even harder when he said &quot;I think you need to relax. Why don't you buy me a cup of coffee?&quot;. I don't know why I said yes. Now how did the bastard recruit _you_? 2008-03-12T19:47:29Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/24266 <p>Ooh, great sequel. It had a smooth continuation from mine, went in a completely unexpected direction, changed the whole tone, and then suggested a huge scheme/idea larger than the original and even larger than the sequel itself. Mega-bonus points on that one.<br />LoA</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/24266?basename=47841 2008-03-12T19:47:29Z THX 0477 http://ficlets.com/authors/thx_0477