Slugger let out a laugh that sounded like a blast of static.
"Mercy!?" he snickered, "I don't call having my metal butt being dragged around by a couple of Muds, mercy. And my name's not 'Slig', it's Slugger. Now, we seem to be in a bit of a stalemate, I don't want to shoot you, but I will if you give me no other options. You Muds on the other hand have every reason to do me in. And I wouldn't blame you after what happened yesterday. But I'm on the run as well, so we could just stand here, or just kill each other like Scrabs, or we can work together." Slugger lowered his gun,
"I can't believe I'm doing this...Slugger old boy, you're getting sentimental..." and then put it into his holster.
"Everyone has the right to be in charge of their own fates, including me." he said.
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