Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170125214247/@comment-5543592-20170201165231

(Towards, ReD, so Tim has options on how he wants to take the guy down.)

(You're good San.  You can either integrate your character yourslef or have me do it, up to you)

The man in orange skidded to a stop, glanced back at the on coming men in camo, and then at Tim aiming the rifle at him.

Cursing, the man dropped his weapon and put his hands on his head.

"Free-stater gobshites..." The orange-clad man mumbled, outraged at being caught.

The men in camo caught up to him. One tackled the man to the ground, slamming him into the pavement and holding him there, while a second cuffed him.

The third, the man who had been leading the charge, approached Tim.

"Thanks for your help, wanderer." He greeted Tim. "We would've had no choice but to shoot him otherwise."

Looking past the man in the hockey mask to the rest of the newcomers, the soldier took a momentot anaylze them, before frowning.

"Who are you people, exactly?  You don't look like you're from around these parts."

William, from the distance, and in the morning light, could see the strange division of colours that had taken over Pioneer Square.