As surprising as it seemed, it wasn't at all but by then the red-head couldn't stop it as the twit pushed back off from his shoulders - Guess his reaction time was getting a little sloppy.
Or maybe not - proving himself just in time ducking quickly out of the way with all the instinctive reflex one could muster not to eat a big truckload of fist à la Rude... Which sent Reno staggering into a bunch of tables, people already up and running from all the commotion.
"Dammit!" Reno cursed when he regained his balance and swung his head up to where the pompous bitch had sprung up to. The audible click was heard as well and the Turk knew his boss's .44 Magnum Desert Eagle anywhere.
However, the kid made a run for it just in time to miss the shot, setting the red-head already off for the door.
"C'mon Rude! Can't let the shit get ahead -- Boss, we'll communicate on the Devices!"
And with that was out, already making a run for the back of the tavern.
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Or maybe not - proving himself just in time ducking quickly out of the way with all the instinctive reflex one could muster not to eat a big truckload of fist à la Rude... Which sent Reno staggering into a bunch of tables, people already up and running from all the commotion.
"Dammit!" Reno cursed when he regained his balance and swung his head up to where the pompous bitch had sprung up to. The audible click was heard as well and the Turk knew his boss's .44 Magnum Desert Eagle anywhere.
However, the kid made a run for it just in time to miss the shot, setting the red-head already off for the door.
"C'mon Rude! Can't let the shit get ahead -- Boss, we'll communicate on the Devices!"
And with that was out, already making a run for the back of the tavern.