“People are always afraid of meta’s like me,” says the civilian “Say we’re dangerous. Say we’re one wrong step from becoming some kind of- super villain, or what have you.”

“[X]. Put down the gun.”

“Exactly!” laughs the civilian “Exactly! I don’t need to be a meta to be dangerous. I just need fifty bucks to buy a gun. That’s it. Don’t you get what’s happening here?”

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“People are always afraid of meta’s like me,” says the civilian “Say we’re dangerous. Say we’re one wrong step from becoming some kind of- super villain, or what have you.”

“[X]. Put down the gun.”

“Exactly!” laughs the civilian “Exactly! I don’t need to be a meta to be dangerous. I just need fifty bucks to buy a gun. That’s it. Don’t you get what’s happening here?”

“Are you…” pauses the angel “Pointing a shotgun at me?”

in the bedroom, xe can hear the succubus laughing. But not coming to help. Rude.

The hunter nods, and cocks the gun “Look here, Mx. I don’t know what the fuck you are-”

“Oh my God!” laughs the succubus from not where the angel is being threatened by a shotgun. Coward.

“Hey, so uh, what are you up to?”

“Not much.”

“Good to hear. In that case, do you think you could put down the gun?”

“There’s a few good men left in this world.” xe said, and aimed the gun “I am not one of them.”