Jonah was thrown back if only slightly by the woman attacking the large Indian man. He rolled [@Vas Khaleen] his eyes and moved in front of her and started to push her back. [color=tan]"Miss, I bet his people did some damn near heinous things but this one ain doin a damn thing. Also I'm supposed to be the new sheriff so I'm gonna ask nicely, leave the damn man alone. That's enou-"[/color]

[h3][i]Cshhhhhh[/i][/h3] 

For a nice long second he made sweet love to the floor as the Indian bared down on him with a bottle, most likely aimed for the woman. Jonah's eyes fluttered back open and he took notice to the woman now grappling with the man. Now, there could be a simple solution to this, a couple really: Fire off a round and point it at the two and force them outside or try to break it up again and arrest them both. However, neither option came to thought but rather.

[color=tan]"Did you- You damn- COM"ERE GIRANAMO! IMMA TAN YOUR RED HIDE!"[/color][@bluetommy2]

He felt a lump forming on the back of his head and small pieces of glass sticking out his neck which he managed to pluck out a couple before charging the man and with the help of the woman already holding him, Jonah speared the tall Indian with the woman accompanying the old captain into a group of poker players. Sadly, before they became a part of what would soon be a saloon brawl, Jonah took notice to one of the poker players...A former Union sergeant.