goteambravo Perhaps maybe coming this way had been a bad idea. She thought she'd be safer here, since there was no rival gang after her, but it appeared some thugs just liked to pick on anyone they could. Callie had no idea what they had in mind for her. She was corned by three men taller than herself, each talking over the others. The one in the center had a knife, and she was sure the others were armed as well. While they were distracted by their argueing, she slowly reached into her bag. She felt her pencils, her journal, some money she'd brought with...oh there it was. Her gun. She really didn't want to use it. She didn't want to hurt anybody and she didn't want risk getting in trouble with the law. She also knew if she hurt anyone, her brother would go out and hurt twice as many people to prove he could. But maybe she could just flash it to scare them off? If she didn't find another way out in the next few moments, that would have to be her plan.