[ Who knew that Natsu could cut such an imposing figure. At first the crowd was scoffing at the match - then mocking Bruce and his fashion. Then when they saw how -serious- Natsu was about the duel ... they were probably thanking the stars that they had only annoyed him, rather than /enraged/ him, like Bruce was unlucky enough to have done.
The shot rings out, piercing the rope with ease - the horse, after an initial start of surprise, realized it was now free. FREE!! And it wasted no time in galloping away with a neigh of triumph, possibly to return to the wild or to find some tasty oats. Bruce was more concerned with the loss of his horse than the impending Natsuing. ]
MY HORSE! You little shit - do you know how much I paid for that animal!?
[ He fumbled for his gun, casting nervous glances towards the approaching opponent, resisting the urge to back away with his proverbial tail between his legs. Even though his body had no such qualms, and he found himself losing ground, edging backwards little by little. ]
T.. the hell I will! [ He punctuates his words, spitting on the ground in front of him. Even though it was SO not the thing to say, and a piece of him knew damn well that that was NOT the thing to say but it was said and he can't swallow the words back. ]
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The shot rings out, piercing the rope with ease - the horse, after an initial start of surprise, realized it was now free. FREE!! And it wasted no time in galloping away with a neigh of triumph, possibly to return to the wild or to find some tasty oats. Bruce was more concerned with the loss of his horse than the impending Natsuing. ]
MY HORSE! You little shit - do you know how much I paid for that animal!?
[ He fumbled for his gun, casting nervous glances towards the approaching opponent, resisting the urge to back away with his proverbial tail between his legs. Even though his body had no such qualms, and he found himself losing ground, edging backwards little by little. ]
T.. the hell I will! [ He punctuates his words, spitting on the ground in front of him. Even though it was SO not the thing to say, and a piece of him knew damn well that that was NOT the thing to say but it was said and he can't swallow the words back. ]