McCoy sat forwards at the sudden promise of action, suddenly paying full attention. This could either end very badly or very well, depending on the next move this strange woman made. She certainly looked as though she knew what she was doing - her swift movement into a defensive posture looked as though it wasn't the first time she'd done it.
Once upon a time he would have stepped in on a situation like this, but experience had showed him that was a sure-fire way to get stabbed or shot at. Nevertheless, despite the fact he didn't move from his seat, his hand drifted to the flintlock hanging at his hip, just in case things took a turn for the worse - he hated firing the damned thing, but that didn't mean he wouldn't if really he had to.
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Date: 2009-09-19 10:59 pm (UTC)Once upon a time he would have stepped in on a situation like this, but experience had showed him that was a sure-fire way to get stabbed or shot at. Nevertheless, despite the fact he didn't move from his seat, his hand drifted to the flintlock hanging at his hip, just in case things took a turn for the worse - he hated firing the damned thing, but that didn't mean he wouldn't if really he had to.