Dylan wasn't aware anyone was behind him until he heard the quiet sinister whisper in his ear.

"I wouldn't describe Darkspade as a cripple, when you are far more obviously crippled."

He wheeled round and came face to face with Charon, Darkspade frowned, he wasn't sure why she was here either but she had been turning up unannounced quite a lot recently. Dylan started to laugh at her but she merely stared at him with no emotion whatsoever in her face. There was only the slightest movement, Darkspade caught it but Dylan was too busy trying to make himself look good at everyone elses expense and when Dylans face changed from smirking to shock Darkspade knew exactly what Charon had done. He allowed Dylan to drop backwards, it was only then that he saw the cluster of ten inch nails protruding from Dylans left shoulder. Dylan looked at Charon as though she were insane.

"What the fuck?!"

Charon smiled, she still held a nailgun in her right hand, Dyland was propped up on his right elbow on the canvas trying to investigate the nails in his left shoulder. She kneeled down to him still smiling.

"Just imagine, if I'm willing to put a ten inch nail through my own fathers hand...." She gestured up to Darkspade ".... what I'd be willing to do to a nobody like you for calling my father a cripple."

She stood back up and stared back down at him.

"Be careful what you wish for Dylan, you might just end up getting it."

Dylans face contorted into a cocky grin and he was about to say something clever but Charon simply shot him again, this time in the feet, he screamed. Charon looked at him once more.

"Really, I'd quit while you're ahead. Someone who's named after a childrens TV character realy doesn't have a lot going for them in a fed like this."

Darkspade wasn't sure what to say and instead stepped aside to let her pass.