@AridAvenger Fang fixated on the newcomer for a moment, before his eyes veered away.
A hand raised to pluck out the bud from his teeth, tilting his head back to speak.
"Shouldn' ya' be sittin' at the kiddy bar, instead of lingerin' around here, "buddy".
If yer contractin' best make it +
The jerboa had gone slinking around the city, a lit cigarette in his mouth.
A cold gaze leered around. There weren't many people out and about at this time.
...Not that he cared much. He was only out to pick up contracts and nothing else.
Maybe a cold drink, of course.
"Cowerdice usually saves yer ass."
He leans back onto his tail, and bounces up and out of the way of fire, retrieving his other revolver--pointing both ends of the barrels at the feline.
"I suggest ya' listen to that coward's instinct, bud."
”If I just shot you without saying anything, I’d be a coward, really.”
The cat had been prepared enough to dive out of the way of the bullet, pulling his own gun out and firing back once, quickly.
...He was cocky, not stupid.
Oh look, Fang has already popped his gun out and fired a bullet at the feline. Way before he even finished talking.
"Ya' jus' don't announce that shit, dumbass."