» Sat Jan 16, 2010 11:04 pm
Abraham walked behind the others, tipping the brim of his hat real low so the Tribals would , hopefully, not recognize him. He heard Red talking about how the Tribals were 'kookoo' and Abe had to agree. "Listen guys, I don't know how much we're gonna get out of these people, 'specially with me here."
Already, Abe was getting glares from some of the Tribals he recognized from his old days as a Punga Farmer, why he ever joined the Tribals and bought into their crap, he'd never know. Abe wasn't going to hide his face anymore, he tipped his hat to its regular position and showed his face, a Tribal spat in his direction and Abe simply cocked the hammer on his .50 caliber Sharps rifle.
"Make a move." he whispered real low too the Tribal, and the man simply backed off, giving Abe a heated glare. Abe continued behind Red, watching the Tribals as he went.