originally posted in:The New Dojo
Garin moved his hand to his side to expose his own side, and with it, a revolver.
"Fine. Your loss."
With that, Garin flicked a coin at the bartender and left.
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[spoiler]End. [/spoiler]
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Holy Shit that was fast
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[spoiler]I'm quick on the draw. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Fastest hand in the west?[/spoiler]