<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.<br/><strong>Current Action:</strong>Facing off.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Unknown stranger. A mighty suspicious person.<br/><hr/><br/>Jesse heard someone knocking on the door and the the voice of that strange girl again. The one with the mace and suicidal desire to save everyone, even the damned. He also judged what was going on inside had little to do with actual distress and more with the inability of most mortals to control the weaknesses and vices of their own flesh. Still it was a flaw that he would always use to his advantage and he took the opportunity to open the door, step up inside and draw his pistol. He moved slowly and carefully, staying out of their line of sight so that the first sound he made was the distinctive click of the hammer of his revolver locking back and the cylinder rotating. If they turned to look his way he would smile and touch the brim of his hat with the fingers of his left hand in a mock gesture of greeting.<br/><br/>"Well now. When I see a young lady with a man like that I always think to myself that it's his, uh, good looks and charm she she sees in him and her intelligent and stimulatin' conversation that he sees in her. I'm sure you both heard the hammer on my gun. So I'd suggest you both stay real nice and still. I got shanked earlier, so I'm a bit jumpy. Liable to shoot first and ask questions after in fact. Now, you folks seem real nice and I do so hate to interrupt your party, only your sweetums did just call you Prophet and there's a whole heap of dead folks down the road dressed for one of those. I'm not a believer in coincidences. So you mind explainin' who you are Prophet and why I shouldn't shoot you right where you stand?" He said quietly, his eyes cold and deep as the grave, the covering the pair, his left hand hovering over his weapon, ready to fan the hammer at the first sign of movement.