Snippet #2389032

Der Schatten.

The sounds of ruffling came from an isle just before the back of the store, leading the intruder to pause and smile. He stepped around the shelves, then frowned. His eyes scanned around the dark, empty isle, before dropping to the slight movement within a shelving unit that caught his attention.

It was the barrel of a gun, and it was trembling.

He stood there for a moment, gaze fixated on the shotgun, before he looked up into the eyes of the man crouched within the shelf. Skittish. It didn't take eyes to see it. Even this far from the man he could almost smell the fear rolling off him.

Mmm.

Shaking his head slightly to dispel dark thoughts, he smiled, a flash of teeth showing briefly through his mask. Fliping the tactical baton in his hands, he pressed a button on it's grip and smashed the point inwards on the shelf next to him. Now collapsed, he raised the blunt weapon between two fingers, showing it to the man with the gun. Rotating his palm up, he let it roll slowly off his fingers and clatter to the ground, then kicked it towards the stranger.

"Put that away before you hurt yourself." The order was followed by a gesture to the gun in the man's hands. His voice was rough from disuse; a low rasp more than anything. He hoped it wouldn't scare off the stranger any more than he already had. He had taken a liking to him. Would be a shame if the recoil of the shotgun smashed in his pretty face. From what he could see of the man's cramped position, he didn't have much space.

Shedding his coat, he cocked his head, a chuckle following his earlier command, "why are you hiding? I am not going to harm you."

The coat fell to the ground, followed by the bag on his back, and he advanced slowly, his hands up,

"I have no weapons on me now," but had also chosen not to remove his gloves or his mask. He was dressed in a basic cotton sleeved navy shirt and black pants, worse for their wear. A few slow steps brought him before the crouching man, and he extended a hand steadily, ignoring the gun pointing to his abdomen.