[i]As he went to fire the machine gun, he found that it was ruined, shot through with Old Hickory's pistol and marksman aim. The barrel, still smoking, raised from its position on the gun to the head of the mercenary. His pistol in his left hand, he reached his right hand into the satchel, withdrawing a plasma pistol, which he also aimed the the merc, and began to charge heavily.[/i] "[b][i]Listen here, [u]friend[/u]. I've just fought two other strange men, and both of them are dead. I do not know what skill you have, but it's clearly more than these civilians had. I do not know why you killed them, nor do I particularly care. However, if you attempt to kill me again, I [u]will[/u] respond in kind. Am I understood?[/i][/b]"