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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
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[Sicilien] After Sicilien broke the stand-off with the first shot, the crowd surged forward as curious bystanders rushed in from the one of the side entrances toward the back, filling out the crowd as if this place wasn't already packed like a can of sardines.? He watched Callie out of the corner of his eyes as she confronted some big ole lug of a human being.? The man waved his shotgun around as the woman pointed her gun straight at his forehead.? This didn't seem to bother the front liners at all, gnashing their teeth and trying to look menacing, like wolves who were sizing up the prey before them.? Except that who they thought were prey were also armed and dangerous and not willing to back down without a fight.? The only problem was they were slowly being pushed into a corner and there were more of them than there were of Sicilien and gang.? Suddenly, a sheriff popped out of the whole mess, shooting off a round (and wasting a bullet, Sicilien noted), when some belligerent idiot ran in through the front and started yelling about some asshole being murdered.? He could not believe the reaction that followed the screaming.? As if somehow they were responsible for what happened outside these walls.? However, this was enough to distract the sheriff who was promptly downed by a flying bottle smacking against his head with a loud "Clink!" "Man, if it ain't the biggest gathering of dumb fucks that I've ever seen," Sicilien growling, just about growing fed up with all this bullshit.? His trigger fingers started to get itchy, waiting for someone to make a move so that he'd have an excuse to retaliate and he didn't have to wait long either.? A couple of thugs stepped from behind the barrel of flesh and lunged at Sicilien, but like before, two shots rang out, adding two more bodies to the mix.? Was he going to have to keep doing that to build a wall between them and their aggressors?? He has no problem with that except he wasn't made of infinite bullets and he was sure neither were any of his party add-ons.? "Two more entrants sent to the gates of Hell.? Still feeling brave?? I could do this aaaall day." "You ain't got that many bullets!" a voice rang out in the crowd and a wave of laughter rode through the crowd, though it affected him none.? Sicilien simply smirked. "If you want to test that theory, then step right up!? Don't be shy!" he called right back, re-cocking his revolvers.? Flynn didn't seem to be doing so bad either.? Even in his horse form he managed to disarm this Jethro guy, then knocked him down.? Anyone who attempted to jump him were met with swift hoof, make that two hooves, to the face.? However, it seemed the shapeshifter had more up his sleeve.? The entire building suddenly became darker, as if someone dimmed all the lights, as Flynn started huffing out fire out of his nostrils, his eyes glowing like hot coals.? He looked as if he was one of Death's horses.? Seems this lot was quite the religious sort as the crowd suddenly receded around the beast, crossing themselves a thousand times over and muttering many a hail mary and various types of prayers.? That was just what they needed.? "Hey, Equus, think you could part the red sea for us?? I think we overstayed our welcome here." Before he could continue, a man even larger than the downed Jethro, came into view.? He seemed to be carrying someone over his shoulder, someone who didn't seem to be moving at all or perhaps was unconscious.? Stopping in front of the party, the man took his involuntary captive off and then placed them straight ahead of him, wrapping one of his sausage shaped arms around the other person's chest.? Sicilien couldn't tell who it was, except that it was clear the shape was feminine, but with the dim lights, the unconscious woman was half covered in shadow and the way she slumped in his hold brought her hair forward, hiding her face.? A glint in the light told him all he needed to know - the man was armed with a knife, the very same that he was using to threaten this female.? What exactly could this man stand to gain by holding this over their heads?? Sicilien tried to gauge the others' reactions, looking to Chase, Callie and Flynn.? The man mentioned she belonged with them, but was that a ruse or truth?? How were his companions going to react to this? (Chase) ? Chase was angry. At a lot of things, but the big large man was right. Etienne was special to him, he moved through the crows swiftly. His body had not undergone the change but he was truly at the place in his mind where he would tear this crowd apart to protect the poor woman who had done so much to getaway. With a gun in hand and blade in the other, he was at the man¡¯s right flank. The gun was aimed at the back of his head already cocked. Any sudden movie would blow a hole clean through his head. ?¡°You harm her and your next breath will be in hell. You might kill her or choke her down but not before I make your head into a canoe. You got that! Put her down or I swear the devil there won¡¯t have a chance to inflict the pain I am going to inflict upon you!¡± Chase didn¡¯t have a reason to protect the woman, she hated him or seemed too for the most part¡but she was needed. For whatever was going on all of them were needed in all of this. He had no reason to think he would be free without her as such that made her even more valuable to him. The chance at freedom, to be free of this curse of life. ¡°So tell me¡is her life worth yours?!? Cause if you harm her any more I swear I won¡¯t stop at killing you¡I will hunt down everyone that ever shared your blood!¡± Chase was a monster¡this was one of those times he was willing to let the monster out on this side. He didn¡¯t look at the others, he didn¡¯t have the time. He wondered if they would think it was a good idea to travel with him after this. He enjoyed the Sicilien¡¯s bravado and didn¡¯t think about him running out of bullets. No one thought about the bullets so much as making sure they didn¡¯t get hit by any of them. He himself didn¡¯t think of himself as being anywhere near worthy of heaven, but these superstitious townspeople had been scared enough that he was going to use that to his advantage.?? Much like Flynn was doing right now. ? He pressed the blade further into the man¡¯s side, his senses kicking in as he could feel his blood pumping through his veins all but willing him to change into the beast that was itching to get out and feast upon the blood of each of them. (Callie Carson) ? ?Callie maneuvered out from behind the table and kept her guns trained on what remained of the crowd. She could see the looks of fear, bewilderment and shock on their faces at seeing what all was happening during this standoff. Flynn was essentially freaking them all out with his abilities. Add to that the dead bodies beginning to add up and the group was extremely volatile, but was being pushed back by the events unfolding around the table. ? She watched as the group took several steps back, some outright running away when they witnessed the bizarre, often terrifying things happening with Flynn.? Then there was the man called Sicilian, his forceful approach was also acting as a buffer between the crowd and this newly assembled group. Chase also had made a hostile move at the man holding the woman over his shoulder, making it clear he would not allow harm to come to her. ? Callie surveyed the crowd again. Some were followers, others were clearly under the influence of some kind of otherworldly power. Callie saw no other way out for them. Chase and Sicilian were irritating the bunch with their actions and Flynn simply had them all frightened. Weapons were drawn and she could clearly see several men preparing to move on Chase and Sicilian. ? ?The redhead picked two targets, one moving at Chase the other at Sicilian, and she let loose with two bullets, each finding it's mark and dropping the two townsfolk. Two more in the group aimed weapons and fired, a bullet searing past Callie's head, another splintering wood from the table they'd just been seated around. ? A man charged at her, attempting to tackle her to the floor, but she managed to sidestep the attack and slammed her gun against the side of his head, knocking him into a couple of his friends. Cocking back the hammers of her guns, she took aim and prepared to take out more of the attacking bunch... (Flynn) The pookah heard the man called Sicilien ask if he could part the crowd so the lot of them could get out of this madhouse. But there was also the matter of the dazed woman one of the crazed ranch hands was holding with a knife pointed at her side.? Fortunately, they were both very close to the door. Maintaining the illusions he'd created was a steady drain on his glamour, but Flynn still had enough to create at least one or two more.? Flynn flicked his tail up twice in Callie's direction, hoping that she'd get the message that he was about to do something. ? The pookah then glared at the knife-wielder with his glowing red eyes, then stamped his forehoof hard on the wooden floor as he snorted fire at the hand holding the knife.? Suddenly the knife became a rattlesnake, its tail-rattles twitching ominously as it hissed and writhed in the man's hand, twisting about viciously as it tried to sink its fangs into the man's arm. With the knife-wielder now distracted - and open to being shot by either Callie or one of the others - Flynn charged the remains of the crowd who happened to be blocking the exit, kicking and knocking down every man in his path, trusting that the others would collect the dazed sheriff and woman and get them outside once he'd cleared the way. Tag - Etienne, Sicilien, Chase, Callie, Flynn, Charity (jumping in as she sees fit) |
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