I reccomend that you don't fight him

Autumn: "Hm... what do ya make of this?"

Chemist: *casually drinking whiskey*

*Autumn is just sipping lightly on a margarita*

Chemist: *Gets drunk*

"Welp, this has the potential to end with several bullets in my skull, so I may as well start prepping something defensive..."

*Chemist falls on the floor*

*Autumn walks over to him, sighing, and dragging him to a booth, then covering him with a small blanket. She sits down in the opposite chair and opens up a holographic display, which she uses to manage a couple things*

Yo

Chemist: Oh ello mate

Que mi amigo. What is that accent man.

(Chemist is Australian)
Chemist: Bloody hell, are you Mexican

Si.

Jacob: * looks away really fast * - mind: shit, its him, what is he gonna want now? -

*Suddenly a car foes through the lane&

Jacob: . . . - mind: what the -

*Chemist drinks another whiskey*

Jacob: - mind: should I run or stay, does he want anything from any of us? -

*Chemist keeps drinking*

Jacob: * gets up and starts to leave *

Chemist: *Notices Jacob* Oi you

Jacob: * stops dead * - mind: S H I T -

Everyone looks at Jacob

Chemist: What gang are you a part of

Jacob: None . . . why do you ask?

Chemist: Have you looked outside mate, were in a war

Jacob: yea I know . . . do you need something from me?

Chemist: Wait, Are you a spy from the dominion clan

Jacob: no, I am a free man

Chemist: Alright mate

Jacob: can I go now?

Chemist: *Goes back to drinking*

Jacob: * leave bar * phew, I do not want to meet up with the other gang leader on my way home . . . * starts walking home *

*While your walking home a hunter grunt tackles you down*
Grunt: Get down

Jacob: AAAAAAAA * gets down * WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!?!?

Grunt: The General is coming

Jacob: w h a t

Maryland: Ello mate * british accent *

Chemist: Ello mate *Australian accent*

Maryland: How have you been?

Chemist: Good mate, how have you been

Maryland: Alright. Some douch bag shot nobles wing, i had to kill that man. ( noble is the owl*

Valeryn: *glances at him*

Chemist: *Glances at her/him*

Henry: *chugging beer*

Chemist: what gang are you a part of

Henry: None.

Chemist: Mate, tell me

Henry: I live in the middle of a forest. There are no gangs I'm interested in joining.

Chemist: Do you see any people in your forest

Henry: Occasionally a stranger will pass by the path but other than that, no.

Chemist: Okay

Chemist: *Drinking whiskey*

Henry: *glancing at Chemist every now and then*

*Chemist sees Henry glace and continues drinking*

Henry: *puts down beer and leans back in the seat*

*Chemist gets up and walks over to Henry*

Henry: *glance*

Chemist: Ello mate

Henry: Hello there. How can I help you?

Chemist: Mate, why were you glancing at me

Henry: I don't know. You just seemed interesting.