“.. 3.. a 2.. anddd!”
..Suddenly.. He heard a.. click? Wait a minute, did this Mf just LOCK the gun-!?.. Huh.. Strange, why did everything just.. stop?.. Oh fuck your clapping Cowboy-
“.. Well done, I expected my creation to be a faster with his work, but you survived, and that I congratulate you.”
"...Catch."
He threw it down to him.
"Alright, if that's how it is then I suppose I'll stay up here until you answer my questions. You seem relatively more stable than the bloodsucking dominatrix-and smarter too. Seems to me if I'm to be part of this 'Gift', that makes me valuable to some power higher up than you-the human body can survive approximately four days without water, and twenty-one without food. How long do you think it'll take me to die up here with the below freezing temperatures? Oh-and while I'm at it-"
He threw the gold cravat at him too, hitting him in the head.
“Around 3 days, tops.. Mmm, make that two, your clothing is far to thin. Of course lady gave you the worst clothing possible, and your correct. Wether I like it or not, you have some value. I would hate for you to kill yourself, but I already have a good idea that you will. But you can’t escape your fate my friend, Mother Miranda will just bring you back, like the rest of us.”
“Well then, answer your “questions” I shall, they are mere ways to stall, but very well. Oh, and if you damaged either of the items, I will make you repair them by hand.. or maybe “with” your hand, who knows! Heheh~!”
He laughed to himself slightly, using his little “magic”, to make the Items float into the bag he had on him.
