Ugh, you're the most impossible creature on this planet at this moment!
[She doesn't have much choice but to let him continue. She is no weapon, so she promptly starts digging behind seats, under cushions until she finally pulls up an empty SMG. It wasn't much, but it would give her something to swing with if they didn't buy her act.
Now its her turn to shove Rhys down so she can close the window he came in and instead stick her head out to meet the bruiser coming toward them. She puts on her best bandit accent.]
What're you lookin' at, lughead? Ain't y'all supposed to be watchin' my ass while I tune up this here hunk'a junk?
[The bruiser pauses and scratches his head, taking one step backward, then two, before looking off into the distance as if he is expecting to see danger (or perhaps for someone to point him toward the punchline)]
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[She doesn't have much choice but to let him continue. She is no weapon, so she promptly starts digging behind seats, under cushions until she finally pulls up an empty SMG. It wasn't much, but it would give her something to swing with if they didn't buy her act.
Now its her turn to shove Rhys down so she can close the window he came in and instead stick her head out to meet the bruiser coming toward them. She puts on her best bandit accent.]
What're you lookin' at, lughead? Ain't y'all supposed to be watchin' my ass while I tune up this here hunk'a junk?
[The bruiser pauses and scratches his head, taking one step backward, then two, before looking off into the distance as if he is expecting to see danger (or perhaps for someone to point him toward the punchline)]