<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">The roar of rage that had come from the Gunslinger didn't surprise Marilyn at all as she was expecting such a reaction from the man unlike Lady. Those blue eyes narrowed at Gun and all of the sudden they were on the floor after a tug around her waist. "You idiot! Ah was on'y tryin' ... to get you to apologize to the ladies, you bastard! Gerroffo'me!" <br/><br/>The Drifter's hands immediately found that man's long red locks and tangled hard into them while Gun's hand went foraging like a starving person through her top. "No you ain't gonna kill me you dirty, womanizin' bastard 'cause as soon as Ah stop breathin' it goes straight to 'im! STRAIGHT TO 'IM GUN!" She gave out a tart yelp as Lady almost drug Gun from her body, her hair almost being pulled from her scalp while the Drifter attempted to rip his right out in self defense.<br/><br/>Marilyn jerked her head away, releasing her hair from Gun's grip though at the loss of a few strands of her beautiful hair. The gunslinger had enough room to maneuver now though even as that strange priest man had come in shouting all sorts of nonsense. Somewhere in the background of all the scuffling and yelling that had roared up, the Drifter could hear that thief girl shouting along with them too. <br/><br/>But none of it mattered right now. All that did matter was that Gun was going to pay for attacking her like that! With a gunslinger's reflexes, Marilyn rolled over onto her side and lunged at Gun, toppling him over just Jacob—that damned priest—had planted his kick square onto the Gunslinger. <br/><br/>Marilyn had wrapped her legs around Gun and grabbed a hold of his head in the intent of banging it multiple times again the floor but a sudden distraction stopped her. Another long shadow had crossed along the floorboards but the outline was familiar to Marilyn. The Drifter paused for a second and looked towards the door to see a woman pointing a revolver straight at her and Gun. <br/><br/>"Huh, well that looks familiar. Mary what are you doin' on top of that man in the middle of a bar. Didn't I teach you to at least get a room first? Child, I don't know what I am gonna do with you. Now, time to stop playin' so I can get my stuff back that he stole," the woman said with fiery red hair blazing around her face. <br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/></span>