[b]Rift Hound - Maroni's Restaurant[/b]

It was fight or flight now. No matter what Joshua did, it was clear that people were going to die. Granted, the man who'd just been killed was the result of his retaliation, but he wasn't to blame for that. These seemed like the kind of people who would kill a hostage just to prove a point and now one was headed for his table. Even if help came, it seemed like it would be too late.

[I]I have to do something, I can't sit here and hope he doesn't look, but what do I do?![/I] he thought, frantically. Could he teleport under another table? Assuming they didn't flip the tables, he could only do so under tables he could see under, increasing the chance of being seen. He couldn't stand up and feign loyalty to the Legion, he didn't know enough of what was going on and that only ensured [i]his[/i] safety if it worked! No, he was well and truly cornered. Even if he went intangible and fled, others would still die...

Focusing on the ground beneath the gunman's feet, aiming for a perfect circle with a diameter of four feet, Joshua opened his Pocket.