Meytir let out a sigh as everything unfolded around him, Lady's kinky transformation as the men around her ogled seeing her naked body, The self-proclaimed 'Best in the West' being pick pocketed by the petty thief, Apryl, and in turn being pick pocketed herself by the twins, The Drifter challenging the Coward of the West, and the bartender pulling a shotgun upon everyone. Meytir set his jacket down upon the stool next to him as he drew his guns as well being at a vantage point on the other side of the group he pointed one at the bartender and the other pointing in the group's direction. He pulled the hammers back on both revolvers and spoke coldly,<strong>"I dun give a damn who any of you are, you shoot in a crowded bar with innocent people, regardless of how idiotic they maybe, I'll plug one into each of ya."</strong>He gave a cold stare to each of them proving his point as he continued while people began to panic with the amount of weaponry being flashed in a manner of seconds.<br/><br/><strong>"Take it outside and bartender I swear to whatever greater power you believe in if you got one ounce o sense in ya you'll put that damn gun down ya'hear?!"</strong>He kept his revolvers trained on him and the group, any attempting to make a shot he would attempt to shoot the gun out of their hand before it fired. He stood from his seat once more motioning to his blood soaked jacket with his head,<strong>"I've already had to bury one poor bastard today, although I agree it be just."</strong>he spoke as he gave a slight nod to the Drifter before continuing,<strong>"I ain't cleaning up nother' mess here...Now move."</strong>He motioned to the door with his revolver pointed at the group before looking in the bartender's direction and motioned it downward to get him to put it away.<br/>