"give me my gun back." — giulia / damien
eyes roll upward as grin continues to wide against her features , toying with his gun as it was nothing more than that — a child’s object to be tossed around . “i’m not gonna do anything stupid , i just want to scare some people” shrugs her shoulders , gaze focused on him before it shifts to her hands , positioning for attack and aiming to the wall as laughter bubbles from her throat . “see? i’m practically a natural , it’s in my blood” a both soothing and haunting truth . she sighs , at least , waving her hands defensively before moving closer to the male . “i wouldn’t actually do anything with it,” she offers the gun back, humor still shining through her eyes as she meets his again. “i don’t hate you that much, damien”