Carlos was shocked by the casual brutality. He'd head things about this woman, how she'd taken down all the other gangs in Stilwater almost single handed. Seeing her blatant brutality with his own eyes made the legend real.

"Dayumn homes..." Carlos drawled.

Turning his attention to the nurse he spun her around. Carlos made the attempt to look stern, narrowing his brow and peering out through eye slits. He even lowered his voice an octave but it was piss poor attempt. The youth simply was too kind to pull it off convincingly. The kid may have been tough and had heart, he had to in order to take a shiv, but that heart was acting against him here.

"Listen here chica," he said in his most intimidating fashion, "Ye don't want to get yer ass whupped then you stay here."

Luckily the nurse was fairly timid. She cowered easily and when Carlos ushered her into the corner she remained there, curled into a small ball. Just to be safe, however, Carlos moved over to where the telephone was and ripped the cord out of the wall before looping the thin wire around his forearm.