[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=Olive]Richard Laine[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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While he didn't care for being a bracelet on a charging mare, Richard cared even less to be at gun point. But the tipping point was these fools were aiming their weapons at [i]Ayita[/i]. More than one dart did his baby sister pull from her neck as she gave a shriek of rage. Oh, the fools. The animal, the beast, was a part of her powers. But her pysche? How did her powers change and shape that? Molding it into what she was powers or no. Shaking his black head in fury. Richard didn't bother for niceties.

They had shot his little, baby sister in the neck. Were those not darts and bullets they would have killed her. That they didn't would earn them nothing from the assassin. [color=Olive]"Oh, big mistake."[/color] The Adder hissed as he eyed the guns. Moving so his bulk blocked Ayita and thus Allison. [color=Olive]"You lot just can't stop trying to hurt my sister can you?"[/color] He didn't have his healing powers, and taking all these guys on while being out gunned? Not a good idea. But he could buy Ayita time? Sure as hell he would do that. Stalking forward he moved to take up most of the bastards' line of vision and thus fire. [color=Olive]"And come with you where? Why? We are innocent Americans doing what we please in public? You lot don't have the balls to stand up in front of a crowd. You don't have the balls to declare yourself openly. You're nothing but second rate wanna-bes to those who really don't like us. Who publicly decry us. I say bravo to them, and to cowards like you? Stick it."[/color]

[h1][b][i][center][color=ForestGreen]Ayita Dyrkin[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=ForestGreen]Location[/color][/b] Sidewalk[/center]
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Ayita felt her form collapse as the instincts that drove her simmered down to her own mere mind. Trying to shift she found nothing, though at her neck her fingers found a group of darts. Ripping them from her neck with a howl of rage, Ayita turned amber eyes on the gun toting bastards. Only to see horror. Richard was blocking the way and sassing like never he did. In danger he always argued to keep your head, play it cool. A lesson he always followed. This, however, made the younger Laine flinch back and grab Allison's wrist.

[color=ForestGreen]"Run."[/color] It was their only option and Richard was giving them the chance. At the risk of himself, he was giving her a out. Ayita shoved and herded Allison in front of her and away from the possible fight. Tears leaking down the younger shifter's cheeks as she growled deep in throat. If anything happened to Richard, she would remember this! She would get revenge! Forcing herself into a run, she grapped Allison dragging the girl along one way or another.