[i]"Arrowhead? I heard about those guys." Booker stood from his seat then, stretching his arms and back. He stood in front of the figure, and put his hand on the grip of the pistol in its hilt. He didn't draw, just wanted to let the guy know he was serious. "Get going. I'm not going to mess with the Arrowhead. They're basically pirates, and we don't fight each other." [/i]