*Walks outside and see's something on the horizen.* Damn. *Runs back inside and pulls out shotgun.* You two might want to find some cover. *Looks out window.* Better yet, just don't come anywhere near me.
*I football tackle a ferret as he fires at me.* Gah! *I fall ontop of him and crush his skull with one hit.* Give my regardes to the devil. *I get up and walk to the store, my hand covering the wound in my shoulder.*