Left fur dead

[SadDubwool]

*He walks towards her*

[Farewell]

Zaida slams the door and puts a chair in front of it then a cupboard, she runs hidding in the men's clothing section. "Stupid stupid stupid!" She whispered to herself holding a machete.

[SadDubwool]

*He sighs and walks out*

[Farewell]

She hears no noise and tilted her head. 'Is He's gone?' She thought and began to walk out..

[SadDubwool]

*he points a gun at her*

[Farewell]

Zaida heard the gun and stopped in place putting her hands up.

[SadDubwool]

"whos are you"*he says holding the gun*

[Farewell]

"Zaida, I'm Zaida" she said slightly looking nice back and her eyes a bit widen. "Come on I threw a ball, I didn't do nothing..."

[SadDubwool]

*he raises a brow*"you still could kill me"*he looks at her guns*

[Farewell]

"I already would have" she says as her tail held the machete to his neck. "Don't aim the gun at me and we won't have a problem" she warned. "I will slice so make a wise choice"

[SadDubwool]

*he pulls out his other gun and his tail hold his guitar*"yeah..no..."

[Farewell]

Zaida stays still aiming her dual pistols and her tail still holding the machete to him still. "Well what's going to happen"

[SadDubwool]

"im probanly going to put these weapons away slowly,keep away from that witch and see if i can gather a group to escape this hell hole..."

[Farewell]

"Ok, one, two, three" Zaida slowly lowers her weapons. She puts them away.

[SadDubwool]

*he puts his away*