[center][h3][color=a187be]Oswyn Ainsworth[/color]
Diver's Paradise, Western Entrance[/h3][/center]
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Oswyn examined the situation for a moment as he slowly unholstered his revolver from his lower back, attempting to be as inconspicuous as possible. His pistol made a satisfying [i]'Click'[/i] as he finished cocking the hammer. The diver on top of the angry man from earlier had an orb in his hand.. How peculiar. Obviously it was one of the men who assaulted the sick dude before. The alchemist wanted him alive for interrogation.. He wanted to know what the orbs were, and now was a great opportunity to find out. Oswyn smirked as the man called for help. He liked it when people owed him favours, not that he really acted upon them all that often. [color=a187be]"Hmm. Maybe. Just maybe."[/color] He replied with a chuckle as he spun the chamber to the intended concoction. He wouldn't want both of the men to become viscera.

In an instant, he drew his revolver and fired, shooting out a small crystal that left a trail of thin blue smoke. He fanned the hammer, letting off 2 more shots in succession, these shots were a little off target in anticipation of movement. Should the bullets hit their mark, the target would be incapacitated within moments.