Great. Just... great. Still, McKay was smart. He kept himself in the middle of the little group, even as the two women made contact. He didn't make any threatening moves, particularly as there would be absolutely nothing he could do anyway, even if he didn't have the issue of the ribs. While not averse to carrying a pistol, and he had actually used one successfully, he wasn't armed now. Positioning himself near the teenager, oddly enough, he glanced at the Doctor, to him, the defacto 'leader' of the group. Scary, but true.
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[McKay] Game On (everone :))
Date: 2006-04-13 10:50 pm (UTC)Still, McKay was smart. He kept himself in the middle of the little group, even as the two women made contact. He didn't make any threatening moves, particularly as there would be absolutely nothing he could do anyway, even if he didn't have the issue of the ribs. While not averse to carrying a pistol, and he had actually used one successfully, he wasn't armed now. Positioning himself near the teenager, oddly enough, he glanced at the Doctor, to him, the defacto 'leader' of the group. Scary, but true.