matt: well, if a klansman shows up, i can easily dispatch them...it's kinda funny in a way - if not for being muggles, the klan would've gotten along really well with the death eaters; and they DID get along with the n.azis in wolfenstein
no they aren't - at least the ones you get through LTS and T6 rep aren't, otherwise all my characters would have access to a combined pool of hundreds, not the 23 or so the ones who've completed T6 rep and haven't touched any of their LTS stock do
*matt trots up to the nearest stable post and hops off the horse, then ties the lead to said post before grabbing the unconscious criminal and hauling him off*
matt: i don't wanna shoot it! just circle around it so we don't disturb it *he nudges the horse and brings it around, well clear of the danger noodle before setting off toward the sheriff station again, which is presumably within sight now since they've been riding for several minutes and it was only supposed to be two…
matt: with my luck it would have missed and the snake would've struck the horse out of fear at almost being trampled, and i can't speak parseltongue to be able to calm it down
*matt points to a spot on the dusty ground* danger noodle *and at that precise moment, a rattlesnake raises up and stares warily at the pair, giving off the titular rattle as a warning*
matt: not lucky, connected - i have codes to turn the security system off *he suddenly spots something on the ground and yanks the reins, causing the horse to come to a skidding stop amid a series of distressed nickers* WOAH TRIBBLE!
matt: i couldn't use 'mirror universe' as an excuse if i had actually gotten caught, though - given that pretty much 90% of the artifacts and gear stored in that museum are dangerous beyond measure if they fall into the wrong hands, every security system imaginable, both scientific and magical, is installed through the…
matt: if he is, he'll be like most everyone else in that universe - vicious, aggressive, amoral, the exact kind of monster humans used to portray us as
(of course he doesn't know alex already knows he took it, since he tripped an alarm when he removed it from its display also...what nick just said could very easily be taken the wrong way, i hope you know) matt: i hope so...i don't really fancy having to explain why i needed the most powerful soul gem in the universe next…
(if kenzie's there, she's on the station) matt: oh, i know - computer, play 'ghost riders in the sky', spiderbait variant *and as the music starts playing around them, he kicks his horse into a full gallop*
(so there is a naked woman doing acrobatics on k-13 and security isn't doing anything? i know humanity is supposedly more enlightened in star trek than they are here, but i imagine public indecency is still a thing)
maybe we should focus on something more theme-appropriate...like big iron *he hoists the unconscious outlaw over the saddle of his horse and leaps on the saddle, then sets off at a fast trot in the general direction of the town, accuracy unimportant to him since they won't be going back there manually anyway*
matt: i didn't bother to check...but i seriously doubt it unless he had just got done with a prostitute before we arrived and dropped hell on everyone's heads *he glances back at the plantation which is now fully aflame* literally
*and the first thing donovan sees down that hallway is a pair of wolfmen conversing with each other, both wearing clothing that looks like it's made out of solid - yet also still liquid - mercury, which happens to look similar to one of the ships he might've seen near the station, various things adorning the clothing that…
(well, he's british anyway, so...and it's football, NOT soccer! damn yanks...) *matt comes out of the burning building a few minutes later carrying the unconscious robber baron over his shoulder looking none too happy* i should have thought twice about knocking this guy out...or at least thought to program the holodeck…
*the pellets have absolutely no effect on him other than to make him slowly lift his head and stare at the one who fired - seconds later, another very unmanly scream is heard, followed by glass shattering and a soft yellow-orange glow appearing in one of the windows since the shotgunner got hurled into an oil lamp a minute…
*except matt is still making his way through the house's guards, none of whom apparently can aim for TRIBBLE even when they actually manage to fire through the paralyzing terror*