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_{[ The bang nearly sets him off, but he doesn't pull the trigger just yet. He's made that mistake before and nearly hit somebody who didn't need to be hit.
Instead, Jake's posture stiffens and he slips one of is guns from his leg holsters. It looked like it was made out of pure gold.
He spotted her duck back against the wall, and from what he could tell, she looked like a typical passenger. Jake lowers his gun halfway before beginning to approach her with caution. ]}

Hey!
Are you quite alright there?

_{[ His accent was thick and unusual; like it wanted to waver between Chav and Australian. ]}