((I'll be sending rolls to you soon Roo, promise.  Also, can I say I hate you right now?  I hate bugs lol.))<br/><br/><strong>Jason Jefferson - About to have major issues of his own....</strong><br/><br/>Jason was fast as he dropped his empty clip, slammed another one home, and found all of his charms were all but gone as the first wave of bugs started to swarm up his legs.  "OH fuck me!"  He growled, his protection gone although he was packing more serious heat for the demon fellow, if that was what he was, and he couldn't be nothing else considering what was happening, in the form of silver nitrate rounds loaded with salt as well for that added kick.  Trying to jump or roll over the bar so he'd have a physical barrier between him and the rest of the enemies at hand, Jason growled, hating how FUBAR this situation was since he had been caught with his pants down, having not expected to have to fight so soon after his arrival in Cape Merrin.  Whether he got up quickly or not after his attempt at clearing the bar, Jason would turn and fire seven more times, this time at Mr. Baleful since he seemed to be calling the shots.  Four in the chest, three in the head he hoped would find their way to their intended targets.  He had missed pretty badly the first time due to the darkness and how fucked up this all was, but his military training was kicking in now he was starting to calm down, having crushed more than his fair share of bugs on his way over the bar after his charms had been shattered.  They were going to pay for that quite dearly, one way or the other.