<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f4/Brian-taylor-gunslinger.jpg)</div><strong>Hunter:</strong>Jesse, the Summoned Dark.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>The usual.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The RV camp.<br/><strong>Current Action:</strong>Standing down.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Unknown strangers including Officers of The Law.<br/><hr/><br/>"No." Jesse said pointedly, making eye contact with the Officer of the Law, being careful to keep his hands in plain sight, but otherwise refusing to follow her commands. It was clear from his reactions and body language that he wasn't the least bit afraid of her or her gun.<br/><br/>"I've done nothin'. I saw nothin'. You got no reason to detain me Deputy. Now I ain't walkin' off no place, nor makin' no sudden moves, not with you pointin' that thing at me, but I ain't puttin' my hands on nothin' neither. Not happenin' my friend." He said with a shake of his head.<br/><br/>"I ain't about to let you put your hands on me neither. Just so we're quite clear I respect y'all, but I know my rights. You can't arrest me for just bein' here and you not likin' my face." He said with a smile and shrug of his shoulders.<br/><br/>"How come you're more interested in me than a slip of a girl y'all actually caught red-handed with somethin' fit only for bashin' in skulls anyways? Smacks of discrimination to me. Profilin' or some such nonsense." He complained, shrugging his shoulders again and kicking at the dust in front of him with his foot.