[color:"00cccc"] "Not really Kiya...."
I steadied my pistol and shot the beast right between the eyes. With a barely audible final exhale of breath it sank to the ground.
"Insane.... That thing should have been put out of its misery to start with." I muttered, sliding my boomstick back into my belt. [/color]

" Road rage, air rage. Why should I be forced to divide my rage into seperate categories? To me, it's just one big, all-around, everyday rage. I don't have time for distinctions. I'm too busy screaming at people. " -George Carlin