Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141006193518/@comment-25038310-20141015200517

Jackson stayed on the ship, looking over the cargo and observing his environment.

Sander kept sneaking, and nearly reached the ship, explosives in hand, pistol in the other. When Sander was close tot he ship, he hid behind a barrel, and looked at his surroundings and the distance of the crates.

Jackson sniffed, grinning. He pinpointed the location of the smell.

"Man behind the barrel, please remove yourself of this area. Yeah, you. " Jackson said, grabbing his pistol and aiming.

Sander rose an eyebrow, and cursed.

''What? How did..''

Sander raised his hands and showed himself, but quickly threw the explosives towards barrels of gunpowder, and aimed his pistol at it, while with another pistol, aimed at Jackson.

Jackson wanted to shoot, but he wondered if he should. The scent he smelled was very familiar.

Sander grinned.

"Vampire? Of course... I'd say a werewolf, but I  don't see fur coming out of your ears... " He said, able to crack a joke at gunpoint.

"Well, atleast you figured that out.. " Jackson replied, amused. " Do I .. know you? "

Sander chuckled. "You know me just as much as I know you, friend. Say.. how long will it take for my bullet to reach that explosive, and your bullet to reach me? Perhaps we should find out. "

"He. You're much talk, but do you really think that you'll be able to fire a shot wh