Domino

This had been a bad idea. Not to say he would have let Abi, or anyone, get hurt, but this had not been the way to help. Riku knew that now, yet he couldn't run now. He had always hated guns, he never used them. Too messy. Not to say his knife was any better though. He tended to avoid conflicts where he could anyway. Taking a few steps back, he held his hands up in front of his chest, palms open, to show he meant no harm here, "Come on, V. I'm not touching her, am I? So it's all good, right? You can Put. The gun. Down. Yeah?", he spoke calmly, though in reality there was a fear in his mind that his voice and expression didn't reveal. He had his knife with him, it was down the side of his boot like it always was, but pulling that out would only make things worse. Best just to try to calm Vincent, or 'V' as Riku tended to refer to him as, down, as difficult as that would be. This was why Riku didn't do drugs either. He smoked,yes, but never true drugs,like coccaine. They were just bad news.