As Kenji watched the scene unfold from a shadowed corner, Highball coming up behind him, he frowned and ducked back behind the building. From the smell of meat--all kinds, fresh, grilled, smoked, rotten--he thought it might have been a butcher shop, but that was beside the point.

"This is heartless," he began, glancing at Highball, "but I don't want to jump in without more info. None of the townspeople have reacted to this. As depressing as this place is, it leads me to a possibility that maybe that woman is some kind of criminal, or other undesirable, and they could be throwing her out of town for a good reason. If the cloaked figures aren't human, Donny's attack--which was too pre-emptive in my opinion and lowers my opinion of his intelligence further--will probably cause them to reveal it. If it doesn't become immediately clear in the next few seconds what side we should be on..."

He peeked around, seeing that Donny had not only strung one of the cloaked figures up--[i]Great, he goes for a kill right off the bat too. Don't they realize that a crippled enemy that can still talk may be more useful than a dead one?[/i]--but was now...playing a guitar...

[i]First off, how is he making those sounds from one guitar. That's a fucking orchestral piece. Wh...where's the choir coming from?

No, more importantly, why did he pick a guitar out of all the other things in that pile back there?![/i]

He shook his head and looked at Highball again.

"If it's not clear in a few seconds what we should be doing, let's try and cut the woman off when she goes for an escape and drag her somewhere out of sight where we can question her."