Gina was close on Devo's heels, but wasn't sure how to stop him. For one thing, he was alot bigger than her. If she tripped him while running down the stair at this speed he'd probably end up breaking his neck.<br/><br/>At the bar the Hound eyed the rockers as they surrounded him. No one seemed to dare make the first move though, they had seen his fighting skill.<br/>"Come on then," the Hound taunted. "One at a time or all at once, it doesn't really matter to me."<br/>To his suprise, he could hear a chuckle comming from the crowd. It parted way for the source of the sound, a large man in a worn black leather jacket and studded leather gloves. He had long dreadlocks and a large chain wrapped around his body. He wasn't pretty to look at, but he had this way about him, a powerfull personality that no doubt landed him his fair share of women despite how he looked.<br/>"You have no idea what you have gotten yourself into, blondie," he said with an enigmatic grin, lighting a cigar.<br/>"Yeah? Care to enlighten me then?" the Hound replied. This guy was getting on his nerves. He was obviously pretty tough, but the Hound knew how to handle tough guys. When he had taken him down, the rest wouldn't dare lift a finger against him. He'd get all the answers he needed.<br/>Dreadlock guy chuckled again. "I'll do just that, boy." Without any warning, he threw something in the Hound's face,  something looking like fairy dust from the movies, as stupid as that might sound. The Hound blinked furiously, trying to get it out of his eyes.<br/>"What the hell are you playing at? Do you think..." he said but stopped as his vision returned. His jaw dropped. Around him all the rockers started laughing as they saw his expression. They weren't human, they couldn't be!<br/>A few of them was a great deal bigger than they'd first seemed, one of them only had one eye in the center of his face. A few of them had animal parts, one guy had great big antlers sticking out of his head. And the tough guy...he was even more heavily pierced than he'd first looked, he didn't even have a nose, just a metal plate nailed to his face covering the hole. And when he smiled even the Hound shivered. He had a full mouth of sharp, nasty looking teeth, some of them even metal plated.<br/>"Who the hell are you!?" the Hound demanded.<br/>"I'm Skuzz," the tough man said with a grin, "I'm the guy who's gonna rip off your skull and use it as a chamber pot."