<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 woods.<br/><strong>Current Action:</strong>Facing off.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Unknown stranger. A mighty suspicious person.<br/><hr/><br/>"It's not a damn dog." Jesse snapped somewhat testily. "I found our friend and he's got himself a knife. Forced me to draw, but he's a slippery one and the brush ate up my shots. Next time he won't be so lucky."<br/>He glanced at the Ranger as she spoke into the radio.<br/><br/>"My advice is tell them to shoot first and ask questions later if they see anyone lookin' like our guy. He's a killer. I should know. Guns, armour, the badge won't mean nothin' to him. Kill him." He advised.<br/><br/>He could feel the horrible itching and tingling as the slice in his leg closed up. It was like Fire Ants, but worse. The pants were shredded of course and there was nothing to be done about the drying blood on his leg until he could clean it up, but the Dark was strong and nothing kept him down for long. Now he would be able to continue the hunt like nothing had ever happened. Keeping the Ranger and her radio around might be beneficial. The fact it also kept the Ranger safer didn't really figure too far in his thinking, but was briefly acknowledged.<br/><br/>"I think you better stick with us ma'am. Can't be wandering around on your own with a crazed man with a knife out there. Not until he's stopped." Jesse said.