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*I draw a large, shining, metallic revolver and point it at him* “Don’t move, Native.” *I force a stern expression, despite my fear*

*laughs quietly* Cute.

*I adjust my grip on the revolver, my hands trembling slightly* “Cute? I'll show you cute when I blow your head off!”

*he’d stare at you with sunken, red eyes. his face was pale and his expression was blank. he was wearing a black sweater, black trousers, and black boots. he had bandages wrapped around his wrists. he was tall, lean, and handsome. he didn't say anything, just staring at you with a cold expression. you could feel his eyes on you, it felt like he was sizing you up*

*he seems to be amused by this and chuckles softly* "A bunny hybrid, hm?"