[b]"Ya you're right."[/b] Clover said, pulling the handgun from her hip and walking toward the rear of the truck. Her pace was a little quicker than usual as she tried to put distance between herself and Shawn and before anyone could say otherwise, she'd already disappeared behind the tail. As soon as she was out of sight, she immediately spotted a man lying in the dirt with a rifle aimed at Nero. Nero too had his revolver out pointing it at the unknown man to complete the standoff. In the silence that hung between the two men It seemed words had already been exchanged and she'd walked in when decisions were being made... or had already been made. Although Cover couldn't tell with Nero cloaked almost entirely in darkness, he'd already begun to pull back on the trigger to give him the edge in case bullets were exchanged.
 
[b]"Really?...another one?"[/b] She wasn't as surprised as she thought she would have been. If anything she felt more annoyed that yet another new face had happened upon them. [b]"The hell do all you people keep coming from?"[/b] Not waiting on the man to answer her, she trained her pistol on his forehead. [b]"Actually you know what, don't even say anything. I'm tired of being social today. I'll give you to the count of three to drop your rifle."[/b] Without breaking rhythm and with no change in her expression, she began to count down. [b]"One....."[/b]

[i][center]...Please... please don't drop it...[/i][/center]