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!"
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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