From: Magic T. Dragon
Subject: Re: [PW!] [NC] Clueless... (Continuation of: Not a Clue!)
Date: Sunday, June 20, 1999 7:08 AM
> "Or maybe Ms. Crack-shot over there?" David then motioned to Natasha.
> "Shot anyone lately?"
> "Me? D - don't be silly." Natasha stammered. Bringing her gun along
> had put her in a very awkward position.
Natasha put her hand on her forehead. "Well, here goes *another*
As anyone would expect, being a prime candidate was making her more than
nervous. "Hey! I couldn't have shot anyone...I couldn't hit a wall if I
was standing in front of it!"
Someone on the other end of the table almost laughed. "Yeah, sure..."
"No, really! But...huh, I guess there's no way to prove it, because if I
missed, it might look like it was intentional, so I'd be good as
guilty...but if I hit... Snorched if you do, Snorched if you don't,
David finally noticed that Natasha was bruised, beaten, and had her head
bandaged...with fresh blood on it. "How do we know this didn't happen
when Mr. Rasoul noticed you with the gun, but you missed, so he attacked
you, but you shot him..."
"What?! Ah dang, is it bleeding again?" She put her left hand to the
back of her head. "Yeesh...well, I guess when you get shot in the head,
it doesn't just heal right up, huh?"
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