The Firing Range

*Sweets walks onto the firing range, he takes some shotgun ammo testing it in his shotgun.

*Sweets takes a grenade to test from a batch, but when he tries to throw it it explodes in his hand, his arms blown to smithereens, just below the elbow*Well, thats a bad batch.

*Sweets arm begins to regrow its bones followed b flesh as he begins testing it*i've heard weirder.

You have four voices in your head and two in your wife's head, you hear some weird shit automatically, then add in the Foundation. You have a weird storm brew. So meeting someone with Vampirism isnt all that weird.

I saw you lick the blood from your mouth, let me see the fangs when you did. It would also explain your comments, and your supposed age.

When i told you that when you reach 350 you start to be an ass, you replied with try being 2350, I may not appear to be a smart man, but you underestimate me.

Dont care. So long as you folks dont make a mess of things that dont deserve it, I couldnt care less.

*Sweets takes the weapon aiming it for the target down the range, he pulls the trigger

To clarify here, I don't control the foundation, I never had a position of Authority till about ten seconds before the bombs dropped, I never had anything to do with the hunt for what you people are. And yes beneath my cold and heartless bastard exterior is a copy of that, and about five more layers down is a nice and kind person.

*Sweets sighs*I feel like you have a near cliche of a past, but I wont push the issue. *Sweets tests the automatic shotgun*Works, but i'll stick with my current set up.

*Sweets pulls the two handmade .50 caliber pistols testing them on the targets.

*Sweets looks at her pistols*Impressive, Mine are just single shot, Fifty Calibers, make a big hole in a target for a good psychological effect, Been meaning to up the ammo capacity but things have been getting in the way of that. As to the Cliche. Before I was an engineer for the foundation I was one of their psychologists, I don't have the same razor precision I used to at reading a person, but with you... I would guess that you have lived a long time, meaning you've met many people, you were hesitant to open up to anyone because of the Vampirism, and when you finally did the person betrayed you and now you close yourself from everyone in order to stop yourself from getting hurt. Just a guess, and that guess is a very cliche story I have heard more than I should.

Well, like I said, I lost my touch with it. *Sweets tests his regular .44's then sends them back into their hidden positions.