Morene followed right after. Her left hand sinking into her coat pocket as she pulled out of a holster what appeared to be a strange .357 Colt Python. It hard strange red carvings all over the hilt and barrel. She smirked as she muttered something to the gun and blew across the barrel. The gun itself begain to smoke as if it was just discharged a round. "Mmmhm. Let's see if the fuckers like a flaming .357 slug in it's mutha-fuckin' skull." She smirked. The Goth/Punk woman was strapped! What else did she have hidden underneath that coat?