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Re: St. Paul's Church « Reply #15 on Apr 22, 2007, 8:22am »
(Please stop controlling my character's actions, thank you.)
'Yep... too late.' Garret looked at the bag of money, the third now. He shook his head, watching as the figure jumped onto the ground in front of them. 'Holy hell... was all I could think of.' Garret threw the bag to Samuel's feet, as well as the other two he had on his person. "Keep it" he told the man with a low, grim tone. "I'm through with you." He turned to Amberlyn, "go." He turned back to the man with his define frown, not another word said. 'I wish I had never got myself into this. It was a complete waste of time. I only hoped that the man would take bullets.'
« Last Edit: Apr 22, 2007, 8:27am by Garret Bourne »
Re: St. Paul's Church « Reply #16 on Apr 22, 2007, 12:30pm »
Samuel had assumed something like this would happen. All people now seemed to be too soft and weak of heart to fulfill their job. Yet, in most instances money seemed a good incentive for a temporary lapse of judgment. However, it seemed that it was not the case for this bounty hunter. Samuel had not time to waist, for he needed her that night, when the moon was full. He did not have the time to fight this man for long, yet it would indeed seem that he would have to. Samuel gave a snarl, this time it could be heard by both parties. He then began to move forward, drawing a large black object from within his dark clothes; it looked like a blade from sithe. It moved at Garret snarling. His other hand moved forward and a bear claw soared through the air at Garret.
Re: St. Paul's Church « Reply #17 on Apr 22, 2007, 7:41pm »
He quickly snapped his head to the side when he saw the talon coming. Though it snipped him on the right side of the face, almost piercing his eye. Blood immediately started dripping from the scratch. 'Oh sh#t...' Garret smoothly whipped out his two double-barreled pistols, firing two shots at Samuel. He was skilled in accuracy with firearms, usually hitting his target.
Re: St. Paul's Church « Reply #18 on Apr 23, 2007, 7:55am »
Samuel wasn’t invincible and if he was struck by a bullet in any fatal place then it would probably kill him. He knew that, so did those within him. They were not done with him yet and so they reacted with more speed than a man of Samuel’s size would be able to. He moved to the left and one bullet punctured his right shoulder and the other skimmed the right side, shooting through his dark garbs. Samuel never flinched when the bullets struck him. He kept on coming, full of rage and hate, adrenaline pumping, his weapon raised as he swung mightily at Garret, a bear claw also swinging at him from the opposite side.