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[Cptn Kaladin Anrizlokum]

You find a partner and hold on tight
For dear life and dear death.
Embracing forever.
For good or for evil,
For better or worse,
The world will forever dance

This obviously means to either hug her or dance with her...

Tear off a nearby door and use it as a tower shield, barreling into the maid with it held forward and pushing her to the ground.

If there are no nearby doors to be torn off, use a nearby lamp as a deadly weapon against her (preferably a standing lamp, but if there are only wall or ceiling lamps, tear those out of a wall).

But this is slightly less silly. +1

[Prophet]

I think we have one gun left.
Shoot her in the head with the m1911.

In case this doesn't work where is the mitrailleuse? Let's see her catch that with her tongue.

+1 While meowing!

[Stirk]

Meow and bow. Use the cloud of styrofoam as cover and wall/ceiling run next to her and invite her to dance.

I Pas MarcheŽ to the center of the hallway, then for some reason bow meow. My long hair blocks my vision is it does so.

A bit more logically, I leap to the drywall to my right, my feet making deep dents I can hold onto. I run towards my opponent, leaving deep footprints behind me. The Styrofoam starts to clear as she notices me, several feet from her. She fires off a pot shot as I jump from the wall behind her, in the single motion pulling out my M1911 and putting it to the back of her head.

"Care to dance?"

My one liner goes unappreciated as the Skorpion falls to the floor. Slowly, the maid turns around, her deep purple eyes full of tears.

"It....really is you. You are a live after all..."

[~Neri]

Wat.

[Harry Baldman]

Start laughing uncontrollably at the rather hilarious nature of that last remark.

Possibly meow to calm down afterward.

[Prudent Viper]

Wat.

Kevak, the time for that was several pages ago. After running on a rolling cannon barrel and meowing incessantly, things like this are no longer surprising.

[AoshimaMichio]

Start laughing uncontrollably at the rather hilarious nature of that last remark.

Possibly meow to calm down afterward.

+1
Grab the weapon she dropped. I need more throwing weapons anyway.
Also, she didn't say no, so let's dance! Walz into her room.

[Lyeos]

Just shoot her and be done with it.

[Prudent Viper]

Start laughing uncontrollably at the rather hilarious nature of that last remark.

Possibly meow to calm down afterward.

+1
Grab the weapon she dropped. I need more throwing weapons anyway.
Also, she didn't say no, so let's dance! Into her room.

+1

[Comrade Shamrock]

Just shoot her and be done with it.

+1 Let's get this over with.

[AoshimaMichio]

Edited my suggestion to a bit more dancy.

[Prudent Viper]

Just shoot her and be done with it.

+1 Let's get this over with.

Ugh, so anti-climactic. General Tarquin would disapprove.

[~Neri]

Just shoot her and be done with it.

+1 Let's get this over with.

-1.

Start laughing uncontrollably at the rather hilarious nature of that last remark.

Possibly meow to calm down afterward.

+1
Grab the weapon she dropped. I need more throwing weapons anyway.
Also, she didn't say no, so let's dance! Into her room.

+1

+1.

[Prophet]

Just shoot her and be done with it.

+1 Let's get this over with.

-1.

Start laughing uncontrollably at the rather hilarious nature of that last remark.

Possibly meow to calm down afterward.

+1
Grab the weapon she dropped. I need more throwing weapons anyway.
Also, she didn't say no, so let's dance! Into her room.

+1

+1.

+1

[Stirk]

    Start laughing uncontrollably at the rather hilarious nature of that last remark.

    Possibly meow to calm down afterward.

+1
Grab the weapon she dropped. I need more throwing weapons anyway.
Also, she didn't say no, so let's dance! Into her room.

"Pff...PFHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH!"

I snapped, didn't I? Right here, right now. What was left of my sanity has left the building.

"AAHAHAHAHAHA"

I double over in insane laughter, holding my sides with my gun still in my hand. I slap the M1911 against my knee a few times, taken in entirely by the powerful emotion I have no reason for feeling.

I have a vague feeling that the maid is crying, but she seems to have a kind of smile on her face.

"Heheeheheh. AHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA"

This. Must. Stop.

How can I gain control of myself? Really? Alright. I guess it has worked before.

"Ahhhmeow. Meaaaahahhaha-ow. Meow. Nyan more laughing!"

I state, standing dignified. I then see the Skorpion on the floor, along with the Sig that she dropped with her foot while I was in the laughing fit. I grab both, seeing as the where, after all, my guns. Why in the world did I throw them anyway? They return to their proper holsters, along with my M1911.

I then grab both her arms, still limply holding the Raging Bull pistols, and look into her deep purple eyes shining with tears. With perfect grace, I start waltzing into her room. She follows my lead perfectly, as if we had been dancing partners for life.

Looking around the room as we move to the beat of music that isn't there, I can see it is much like my own. The only difference is an ornate old-style closet filled with frilly dresses next to a full cupboard of teacups. There is no tea to be found.

"I thought they killed you...but you are a live! You shouldn't be here. They want you dead. Run while you still can..."

She manages to state, high pitched voice filled with sad emotion.