Re: [quicklog: micah c, neil d, cris m, louis d]
[In a perfect world, the disguise that had been gifted to him by his cupid might have worked better than it had here. Louis seemed to take pause, at least for a moment, but whatever act that Cris was putting on wasn't going to be one that fooled Micah. He might have done things that were stupid, foolish, but he wasn't a complete idiot. No, he stayed where he was, the weight of the gun heavy in the back of the denim cut offs, and he watched the way Neil dipped his hand into the interior of his jacket. A gun. That's the only thing he'd be reaching for here.
So Micah, he played it careful and safe. For a moment, he was tempted to try and play up his role as Sam, wearing that body as he was, but it didn't seem to be the best option right then. Someone was trigger happy and he was eager to simply be done with this lot of men. So he thought fast even as he reached for the gun. It didn't feel as heavy as it had before when he pulled it forward, inky blue eyes dark and narrowed.]
I've got the rest of him hidden. Your brother, that is. [It was directed towards Louis, a bait to bring him in further, and then two shots were fired off in quick succession, arms jerking with each kick. one towards Neil, another towards Cris, and though he wasn't an excellent shot, he had practiced. He knew how to aim. Whether they hit or not was still up in the air as he promptly turned and ran, black hair trailing out behind him as he found the cover of his trailer and lunged towards the open door.]