This week's picture prompt reminded me of Garcia from Full Moon City
The clack of a trigger, the thunderous burst and flash of light, as the hammer fell, echoed gently as if from a hundred years past rather than a moment ago.

Wisps of smoke ascended in lazy curls as the scents of sulfur, carbon and hot metal wafted through the air blending into one another.

At last, a long sigh dispersed the heavy silence.  "Are you quite finished?"  Garcia's smooth Mexican accented words rolled off his tongue as casually as if he were asking for a light.

"¡Pero, eso es imposible!"

"Órale pendejo, didn't anyone ever tell you?  I'm bulletproof ese!"

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