[h1][img]http://i1383.photobucket.com/albums/ah281/Q-C0ntinuum/ArcanicNeon%20ReganOs.jpg_zpswfcsp6jh.png?t=1445046237[/img] ArcanicNeon (ReganOs)[/h1]
[h2]Ester Gardner[/h2]
Ester held the pipe in her hand, the ice slowly corroding the pipe as she gripped it tightly. 'Hey. I don't know how i'm doing this.' she explained. 'I'm just as scared as you are, trust me I'm completely new to this.' She slowly scooted her way towards the man. 'But unless you plan on putting that gun down, I have slight intentions of whacking you with this.' She threatened. 'Please.'

[i]'Yep, this is how my life's going to end. Real good Est, make your way towards him with a frosted pipe in your hand. He's definitely going to load one into you.'[/i] She thought. Ester didn't want to hurt the thug, but she didn't want to drop the pipe either. She was torn whether to talk her way out of it or defend herself.

As Ester made her way towards the thug, she noticed him move his gun from her to Pat. 'No.' She muttered. Suddenly, she got an idea. Ester noticed how she was just out of the thug's sight, opting her to give him a good whack on the head. As the thug had his sights set on pat, ester made his way behind him. This was it, Ester was going to do something stupidly heroic. She was going to save someone's life. She has talked teenagers out of suicide before, and has been called a hero but nothing like this.

Ester breathed in. Quickly jogging up to the Thug, Ester pulled the pipe back.

[b]THWAP![/b]

The Thug collapsed to the ground, Ester immediately pulled her eyes from the thug to Pat. Swallowing, she gripped the pipe. 'You okay?' she asked.