The massive Apache stepped from the dense shrubbery surrounding the camp site, two grizzly bears slung over his shoulders. He strode towards his comrades tents, throwing the bears down and raising his hands to the sky, fingers dripping with dark blood, he shouted, his foreign accent deepened by his thunderous voice, words still strange to him. His English was improving, but not at a particularly fast rate. At least, not with these rats, the mode of their vocabulary consisting of slang and swearing.
@ Flawless: Louder and louder the rumbling winds became a defining roar as the Cajun assassin, dressed in a stealth black military operations uniform, swung through the air. 60 stories the Living Legend past on his way down when finally the slacking repulsion cord pulled tight jerking his body violently back towards the building. Executed with perfect form his feet crashed through the large bay window as he was propelled inside, hitting the ground with a stylishly acrobatic somersault having already drawn his chrome covered Springfield revolver. Precise maneuvering allowed Gambler to ride his forward momentum up to his feet, his weapons red laser focused directly on his target. Its luminescent beam resting comfortably on the youngster's forehead. "I have a message I want you to deliver." smirked the LeBeau Legacy as he pulled the trigger blowing the back of the inspiring heroes head out. "Dat'll do just fine, thank you."
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