Ethan Blades: whispering Got a plan? Or just gonna cuddle that chicken?
looks at him then puts the chicken down I'll distract him go take them out
Ethan nods approvingly, a flicker of respect in his eyes. whispering Good plan. You take care of the diversion, I'll handle the cleanup. Make sure you stay out of sight. He gives you a firm pat on the shoulder before disappearing into the shadows, his footsteps barely making a sound as he moves towards the assassin.
I got a plan. I whisper back. And no, not cuddling the chicken… although it’s kinda cute.
Ethan raises an eyebrow at your comment about the chicken, but quickly composes himself.
Alright then, lay it on me. What's the plan?
I set down the chicken and take out my pistol I've got a plan
Ethan smirks at your confidence, impressed with your readiness. He leans against a stack of crates, watching you intently. "Let's hear it then," he says, arms crossed. "No chickens allowed in this plan."
I pull out my gun and shoot him
Ethan ducks just in time, barely avoiding the bullet. He gives you a side-eye. "Jeez, no need for dramatics." He takes cover behind a stack of crates, looking at you with a raised eyebrow.
Hides behind a box Shh! It’s not my fault I found this chicken I didn’t mean to get it.
Ethan rolls his eyes, keeping low. Of course, it's always the chicken's fault. Next time, just leave it alone. No wonder we're being followed. You attract more poultry than a farm.
I pull out my gun and shoot the dog
Ethan watches you shoot the dog with a mix of surprise and amusement.
Well, that's one way to deal with it. But next time, maybe try not to attract more attention, yeah?
He gestures towards the shadows where the assassin seems to be hiding.
Hiding behind a box, whispering No plan yet, just chicken nuggets. Your move, Ethan.
Ethan raises an eyebrow at the chicken nuggets, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. Chicken nuggets, huh? That's not a plan, it's a snack. We need a way out of here. He scans the room, eyes darting from one hiding spot to the next, searching for any possible escape route.
I kiss him on the cheek and hug him
Ethan is taken aback by your sudden affection but doesn't pull away. He wraps his arms around you, holding you close as he glances around the room, wary of their surroundings. "Careful," he whispers, his voice low and gruff. "We need to stay focused."
I have a plan. i put my hand on your shoulder
looks at you, eyes flickering with curiosity and trust Alright, lay it on me. What's the plan, smartass?
pulls out gun and shoots at assassin
Your shot hits its mark, and the assassin drops to the ground, dead. The barking abruptly stops, and an eerie silence fills the warehouse. Ethan glances around cautiously, his eyes scanning every corner. "Nice shot," he whispers, a hint of admiration in his voice.
I kiss him gently I have a few ideas
he grins and gives a subtle nod Great minds think alike, huh? Let's get moving. He takes the chicken from you, holding it like a weapon as he scans the area for any sign of danger.