Clover held her gun steady, her eyes boring into the figure in the corner. She couldn't make out much more than a silhouette but the glint in it's eyes were unmistakable. There was this uneasy intent to kill, but intent nonetheless. However even in the fog of her own anger, both from the events of the day and for walking into a trap, she was able to asses the situation she'd found herself in. Judging by the tone of the voice and the way it'd been barking commands, she quickly figured the man holding Carter to be the leader of the two, if there were only two. The one in the corner was crouched and was masked almost entirely in darkness save for the eyes and the gun. A sliver of ambient light from outside was cast across it's metallic slide. The weapon itself stood adamant pointed directly at her as opposed to the gaze of the man holding it. Every now and again the pupils would dart over to the other behind Carter and then back to her. She still hadn't mastered reading other people but she'd definitely improved since her time on the East Coast. It was very subtle but she could pick up the hesitation. It was slight hidden well behind determination but it was there.

[i][center]...But it's not enough...[/i][/center]

Whoever it was that was unsure about gunning her down was going to do it. She might get lucky and pull off a shot just before him but someone was going to die and if it was Carter, it was going to be her fault. Another tally mark on a long list of people she lost because of her mistakes. She knew walking in here blind wasn't the way to go but at the time, she'd given up on reason and didn't care. Her evening was spent with people who didn't seem to understand the logic of survival of the fittest and for a second she'd started breaking her own rules along with them. Trust, ignorance, impatience. Her emotions had lead them both to this and she'd be damned if she let her emotions take the last thing on this God forsaken Earth she called family.

Her resolve quickly dwindling away, she finally decided it was best to let this fight go and drop her weapon. Thankfully, between the two, Carter had a knack for thinking ahead.

[b]"Clo-"[/b] Carter choked as the arm around his neck squeezed a little tighter, cutting off his air and cutting his sentence short. Clover turned to him, her gun dangling from her pinkie finger as she prepared to place the pistol on the ground. She watched as he shook his head and slowly moved his finger away from his waist. The resulting beep from the radio signalling the end of a transmission echoed through the dark room. All four of them simply stared at each other as a new hand was dealt. The radio had been transmitting since Carter was captured and he could only hope someone from Niko's truck had brought it with them. However as far as the other two were concerned, everyone in their group were on their way to the cabin.

Carter's eyes once again found Clover's and she quickly realized that it was her turn to speak. Carter was finding it difficult to do anything else at the moment.

[b]"I give it a minute.. a couple at the most."[/b] She began, her hand still stretched out with the gun dangling precariously over the hard wood flooring. She'd put herself in a dire situation and was about to make it worse. Making threats with no real way to back them up wasn't the smartest idea but if the man meant what he said, she'd have something to work with. [b]"They'll surround this place... I'd probably torch it..."[/b] Realizing how wet it was outside, she quickly saved herself. [b]"...If it wasn't raining. After I put two bullets in your heads I'd butt fuck the both of you. Now before things get out of hand...let's just take a step back and look out how things may turn out."[/b] She looked at Carter, his eyes still on hers with the arm of a mysterious man wrapped round his neck and particularly menacing revolver at his head. The figure in the corner had remained where it was but now the eyes were moving around a little more frantically. She needed to hurry up before whatever it was worked up the resolve to shoot before being told to do so. [b]"You can kill that old man..."[/b] Carter managed to roll his eyes despite the way he was fighting to breath. [b]"...But I'll splatter that thing shitting in the corner all over the walls. That leaves just you against ten people"[/b] A small exaggeration never hurt anyone. [b]"Not to mention you'll be wounded. You have the gun to his head but he does have his knife aimed at your groin."[/b] Carter was indeed holding the knife pointed up toward the man's femoral artery. He'd have used it earlier but his bum leg would have gotten in his way. He'd have been off balance, his technique sloppy and he'd eventually find himself missing half his face. This was the best alternative, the arm around his neck playing a supportive role just as much as it was harming him. [b]"You'd have to shoot him first but by then you're friend will have joined him and we'd have a little shoot out me and you. I have to warn you, I'm a small target and pretty quick to boot not to mention my shot's not all that bad. Now if you shoot me first, Carter will kill you, take your gun and kill your friend. He's much better at this stuff than I am. Either way, you're fucked."[/b]

She let herself beam inside, it wasn't everyday she took Carter's place and played diplomat. It was usually the other way around and only after she'd been causing problems. Of course Carter figured otherwise. Clover had done her part but he might have said things a little differently. As usual she came off as a prick instead of someone trying to mend a problem.

[b]"Now, why don't we start over... We can all drop our penises and maybe.. share our names?"[/b]

Carter wished his life didn't depend on his hand placement, otherwise there would be a palm pressed against his forehead. However, Clover surprised him yet again as he heard her gun drop to the floor.

[i][center]...Shit...[/i][/center]

[b]"The name's Clover..."[/b] She turned toward Carter, an apologetic look in her eyes. [b]"And the man you're strangling is Carter... The last family I have left."[/b]

The two holding them up understood the situation they were in. The only thing left for Clover to do was prove they didn't mean any harm. The rest would hopefully work itself out.