<div align="center"><strong>-=Griff - Squaring off with Grant and Jackson - Oxhorn Saloon - Avalon=-</strong></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1191.photobucket.com/albums/z466/Corvus269/Characters/Griff-fromSamantha.jpg)</div>Griff's expression was stone cold as he sized up Grant and Jackson. He didn't know either of them, but he could already tell he didn't like either of them at all. He'd seen their kind many times before throughout the verse; the kind who thought they could do whatever they wanted to whomever they wanted and get away with it. People that like that didn't much like people like Griff. Griff wasn't ignorant of the fact that every action has an equal and opposite reaction. He believed in Karma and doing the right thing... most of the time. It was his what guided his moral compass.<br/><br/>At Annabel's insistence, and after her verbal lashing of the others who had all rallied to her defense, he silently conceded, at least for the moment. Raising both hands in the open, he arched his brows high and bowed his head to communicate that he would heed her wishes, for now at least. As much as he would respect another person's wishes when it come to personal affairs, there were lines he wouldn't tolerate others to cross.<br/><br/>Tossing back the last shot glass of amber liquid, Griff excused himself from the bar, groaning inwardly at Kaela's attempt at diplomacy. There was a reason she was hired to use her combat experience, and not her mouth. Nine times out of ten, her mouth caused more trouble than it fixed. Glancing towards Kiran, he muttered quietly before moving towards the door where Small Fry had just exited the building.<strong>"Unless the brass are in on the take too."</strong>He wasn't sure if Kiran meant the big brass who weren't stationed on this dust ball of a moon, but Griff was certain that the commanding officers who were stationed here were involved, or at least knew about it and did nothing to stop it because of the moral boost it afforded the grunts who did all the work.<br/><br/>As luck would have it, the table with the alliance soldiers began to empty, several of them making their way towards the exit and disappearing outside. Maybe this was how they operated, turning a blind eye to the crimes perpetrated against the weak and innocent.  As Griff reached the door man to collect his weapons, he heard Annabel begin to cry in pain at the manhandling she was receiving at the hands of Jackson. His face remained cold and empty as he collected his weapons. That's when he heard Grant's comment to him, threatening of the lesson he would soon teach Griff and the young doctor. All but three of the alliance had filed from the saloon by this time, improving Griff's odds immensely. Whirling around with the reflexes of a cat, Griff pulled back the hammer of his LeMat Model 16 (http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n216/lolddawg/lolddawg2/SidkitMalReynolds.jpg) and aimed it directly between Grant's eyes.<strong>"Now, I don't know what kind of justice the local feds or the magistrate administers 'round these parts, but I've done seen enough to know it ain't the fair kind. That just ain't sittin' right with me, so here's what we're gonna do instead. <em>You </em>are are gonna tell your <em>Kai tze</em> to get his meat hooks off the girl, then you and you,"</strong>he said, nodding towards Annabel and the oriental girl<strong>"are gonna come towards me and leave all nice and quiet like."</strong>One of the feds tried to make a move for his sidearm, but Griff flung his other hand towards the man, his double-barreled neotech derringer (http://www.amderringer.com/pix/m1.jpg) suddenly materializing in his fist.<strong>"And you and your friends are gonna make nice-nice and use the first finger and thumb of your left hand to draw your weapons, SLOWLY, place them on the floor at your feet, and kick them towards me, or Professor Stetson here's gonna get a new hole in his pretty little brain pan."</strong><br/><br/>He glanced towards Kiran and Kaela, wondering exactly what they would do given the current situtation.<strong>"Then me and and Mr. Bigshot here are gonna go over that lesson plan of yours... see how well you can teach someone your own size... by yourself."</strong><br/><br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Kai tze:  Male companion or boyfriend