Thread:Vox and the Vendetta/@comment-28578706-20180107035326/@comment-34052734-20180107232930

Back on the plane!

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Reno stood behind Luther with a twisted smirk on his face as he glared menacingly at all of the residents. A neat pistol rested on his thigh, tucked into his beetle-colored belt.

Ace leaned against the wall of two connecting corners in the saloon, his jet hat tipped forward, just above his dark eyes. He paused, his rifle laying beside him, just waiting for the right moment to snatch it.