"Christ" Charles muttered to himself as two adults, supposedly the girls parents, entered the room, also with guns cocked and aimed at him. When he first entered the store and saw the pretty young girl he thought that they would have a pleasant exchange, and that he would not go empty handed with either food or knowledge where to find some to leave with. Alas it was unfortunate that it was not to be, Charles thought regretfully as he stared down the barrels of three guns. Swallowing his pride, Charles lowered the gun from the girls face. "Very well then you insubordinate bastards, have it your way. But mark my words, I WILL have your heads on a pike one day. That I can promise you" he said as he looked at the girl for a final time and backed his way out of the store. Martel cawed, in either relief or another mockery of Charles's wounded pride, he ignored the bird.
But as he began to leave the store another challenger entered the ring, a young boy of around ten with a gun that was also far to big for him had entered the store. Charles began to back into another corner of the store in an attempt to have enough room to point at all four. "You might want to leave child. These sods dont take kindly to others."
@Nikki Moonlight@Oliver