Wolfwood hisses a curse under his breath, quickly stepping out onto the front porch so he can reach right over the railing and start taking potshots at the mannequins like he's in a zombie film. He's aiming at their heads because??? He doesn't know, logic dictates that should kill them probably-
And if they happen to get close enough to try to put their hands on him? Thats when he'll start swinging, both with his bare fists and the pistol.]
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Wolfwood hisses a curse under his breath, quickly stepping out onto the front porch so he can reach right over the railing and start taking potshots at the mannequins like he's in a zombie film. He's aiming at their heads because??? He doesn't know, logic dictates that should kill them probably-
And if they happen to get close enough to try to put their hands on him? Thats when he'll start swinging, both with his bare fists and the pistol.]