[ Faraday straightens out his clothing as they hurry away, readjusting his vest and tilting back his hat to wipe the sweat from his brow. A few of his knuckles are split, stinging a little, but it's hardly anything new. (And more than that, hardly the worst he's ever had.)
After that, it's an easy enough act to put on, pretending like they hadn't just personally dealt at least a quarter of the patrons of that bar. Faraday hooks his thumbs into his belt, following after Billy at a leisurely pace.
Not that it seems to matter much, considering the guards have their hands full making order of the chaos of the bar. Once they're a good distance away, Faraday barks out a laugh, glancing back over his shoulder. ]
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After that, it's an easy enough act to put on, pretending like they hadn't just personally dealt at least a quarter of the patrons of that bar. Faraday hooks his thumbs into his belt, following after Billy at a leisurely pace.
Not that it seems to matter much, considering the guards have their hands full making order of the chaos of the bar. Once they're a good distance away, Faraday barks out a laugh, glancing back over his shoulder. ]
Well, now. That was bracing.