BANG!
"Now, sir," Abaddon started, dropping his aim, "I know I've neglected to tell you this earlier, but there's only a handful allowed to call me by that name. You, sir, are not one."
....Surprisingly, there weren't any holes in Yaozu or Rei after that fired shot, just something that seemed to be a vibration of the temple after the ceiling took a bullet. However, anybody could and would swear that he had holstered his gun earlier. The fact it was back in his hands... and a completely different model of firearm was rather odd. Rather than a revolver, it seemed to be a single-shot weapon, with a large caliber and a distinct lack of cylinder or magazine.
"And sir, I don' think you understand what it means to be a gunslinger. We don' take any pride in our shootin'."
As he spoke, Abaddon nonchalantly broke the gun, removing a rather large bullet casing - something that looked like it belonged to a rifle instead of a handgun - and replacing it with an identical one on his belt, loading the gun with a flick of the wrist and a satisfying CLICK!. He then placed the weapon in its holster under his arm as if he hadn't placed a bullet into the ceiling.
"You see sir, you're s'posed to fire your shots, not admire 'em. If you take too much pride in your skills, you get careless an' die."
Abaddon unlatched a flask of liquid from his belt and tossed it to Yaozu, "Catch."
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