(well I mean i wont post from Hannibal for a bit.)<br/><br/>Aiming in on the bald man's head Ludvig smiled and walked forward to the bald man while speak, his thick accent slurring his words slightly. "Good day young boy, are you ready to drop your weapon? Or perhaps I should just shoot now and forget about having my fun and just eating your wonderfully toned body with its meat so fine." Smiling with a wink Ludvig kept moving forward pushing the barrel of his shotgun against the black man's head and grabbing the barrel of the M16 and pressed it into his own forehead with a smirk. "Come on now boy I don't need to be alive when i pull this trigger to kill you at this range. Would you like to test your luck though?"<br/><br/>With a grin and a nod Ludvig knelt straddling the man the trigger on the shot gun pulled almost tight enough to fire. The slightest pressure to the trigger more would actually fire the weapon, but Ludvig didn't care if he died, not for the past few days he hasn't/