Trigun Quote Novels & Stories

“Wouldn’t he make it more difficult?” “Have you seen how cute he is?” he asked incredulously. “That kid is gonna be a babe magnet.” A slight smile broke through on my lips. “I guess that’s true…” He gave me a last gentle pat on the back before he walked me out. “I know you can do this. Just stay calm and squeeze that trigger. And don’t shoot him once. Shoot him until the barrel is empty.” I knew I would never stop shooting him. I’d shoot him in my dreams…shoot him in my nightmares. His death wouldn’t erase my hatred. That would continue into his grave. “I will.”

It's a special gun. You'll get it once you learn how to use it. Stay safe, my son. We love you. The gun has my name carved on it. Declan Serano

He seemed to understand the look in my eyes so he spoke up. “Let him see, Evelyn. Let him see how far you’ve come while he was busy destroying himself.” My thoughts ran wild but soon a dangerous smile appeared on my face. “Fine,” I stated, my voice dripping with venom. “If we are going to burn him down, we might as well do it in the spotlight.” Leo suddenly froze near the couch, with his head tilted. Then he waddled toward me with something pinched between his fingers. “Mama… I found this.”

“You are fucking sick” “I am a fucking maniac” I said, loading the gun before putting my hand on the trigger “the choice is yours to act upon it or die, here and now. The music is loud enough for those who are downstairs not to hear the gunshot, and considering the silencer, they would not hear a sound at all”

"Mokunfayo and I can never be a thing. Not now, not ever. Understood?" "But you can remedy all what you've —" "Understood?!" I reiterated in a firmer, grimmer tone that earned a sigh. "Yes, Almighty," he finally replied. "Good." I nodded in satisfaction and crunched the half exhausted cigarette under my boots after dropping it to the ground. "With all due respect, Almighty," Trigger started as I was about to leave for the car to enquire what was taking so long. From his dead set tone, I could deduce that he was about to say a few things I wouldn't like hearing.

“The only person you’ll ever belong to… is me.” Travian moved like someone pushed by a final, stubborn will. He lunged despite the pain, despite the blood slicking his boots. The stranger slammed a warning shot into the cobblestones at Travian’s feet — a clean, sharp report that sent a scatter of stone chips like a furtive constellation at their boots. That single violent punctuation froze everyone in place: the thugs, Dain’s men, even the figure behind the gun who’d come to be a savior.

He said smirkingly because listening savita's name he remembers nandini. He smiles a little remembering her and his employees were looking at him seriously. Getting his signals, they got alert and understand what he is implying and went inside the room where they keep their special weapons. they have the best weapons and manik bullets are not temporary one. They have ability to kill anybody on the spot despite of the thing where you got shot.all this team take bullets and manik gifted them with new gun. manik trust m14 so much and they are too loyal towards their master.

He laughed We entered the house and sat in the dining area " Gun are you okay?" the deafening silence break when Singto suddenly asked my baby " Gun!!" He added and pinched Gun's elbow " HUH?? Sorry? What was that?" Gun said and shooked his head " Spaced out?" Singto added " I'm just thinking about something," He said and smiled " Now you are smiling, that's good to see" Singto added " Smile.. is that what they call a smile of satisfaction?" Krist said, he even emphasized the word FUCK by shouting it.

I said to her as I got ready to hold down the night. Quickly turning my head and bending in fine motion, I placed my left hand and right hand on the trigger, shooting all my enemies in sight. “No one crosses me, and anyone who tries will pay the price in blood,” I said, blazing guns and sending them to glory. I had heard enough and endured enough of all these, as they tired me while pissing me off at the same time.

He was saying it because he thought I needed to hear it, "Thanks." "You need anything, call. You don't just have Jericho. You can call Ace or me. Even Quinn or Miranda, although if you want someone dead you'll call my brother and his wife," Gunnar chuckled, "point is, the world hasn't stopped. Your world hasn't. You've hit one speed bump, don't let that break you." "Let it make you," Jericho continued from his brother, "trust the process. Because sometimes you only realize how good the end result is only after the process is complete."