Trapped in Time-Accepting!

[Crabbiey]

(Well basically Lahca Ocelot got spotted by Hun Miquiztli, he chased her and eventually caught her. Cleo demanded for Lahca Ocelot to be free, Hun Miquiztli refused. They started arguing which turned into a fight as Cleo tried to shoot him, he dodged both times and now he's strangling her. He's still got hold of Lahca Ocelot. Alec's appeared, still dressed as a girl, Ayenda and Tiahn think that's he's a girl and are talking to him. Cocheta bumped into Wolfgang and Cleopatra's also appeared. Have I missed anything?)

"You are a strange girl." Hun Miquiztli's eyes flared "I told you not to call me by just half my name!" He hissed, throwing his club to the floor he gripped Cleo's neck, squeezing.

[Alielimo]

Cleo gripped the gun and held it to his arm shooting it. She gagged and shot him again.

[pancreas]

Ayenda looked up at the man with a flicker of fear. Standing up, she rushed forwards, knocking his hand away, "Leave her alone!" She cried, her eyes wide. She stepped back nervously, shocked that she had interfered.

[Whitie]

Ooc: Alrighty, thank you!

After he watched the one odd looking girl with the cloth dress and dark skin, Wolfgang had started to back away from her until someone else bumped into him. Jumping around, his hand immediately resting upon his six-shot revolver, his affixed his eyes upon the next person who had bumped into him. She, too, had dark skin, but was wearing a buckskin dress with weird looking shoes upon her feet. He was lost for words as to what kind of a being she was.

Clearly perplexed by all these people, their odd outfits, some more odd than others, Wolfgang started to inch away from them. His heart continued to race rapidly within his chest, pounding harder and harder. Biting the back of his lip, chewing on it lightly, he presumed that there was no reason to bother them. They were too otherworldly for him to bother with. They were like characters he had read in his novels. Then again, who was he to judge them for who they were? He was sure that he was just as strange to them as they were strange to him. This was too much for him to handle. Their outfits, their accents, their features, everything was too much for him to handle.

Holding his head, Wolfgang slowly eased himself into a sitting position and hugged his knees to his chest. His eyes were wide with fear as he sat there with a dazed look upon his face.

[Crabbiey]

Hun Miquiztli growled in anger and pain, the light had caused a burn across his skin as the light had shot past. He turned his attention to Ayenda and struck her "How dare you?!" He cried in anger.

Lahca Ocelot's eyes widened in horror and fear, biting her lip. This wasn't good, she was shaking her head and one again tried to break free.

[Alielimo]

Cleo slipped free and grabbed Lahca's arm "Come on!" she cried pulling her.

[Whitie]

Wolfgang lifted his head and looked over towards the voiced, studying the people curiously. His eyebrows rose in a confused manner as he studied them from where he sat. Slowly raising to his feet, he debated on whether or not he should do something to help them, but he didn't want to bug them about their odd problems.

"Oi, leave them alone!" Wolfgang heard his heavily British voice belt out. He blinked once and then twice, before shaking his head and whipped out his revolver and aimed it towards the young, dark skinned, man. He wasn't sure if this was a good idea or not, but he felt that something had to be done and so he was going to try to put things right.

[Crabbiey]

Hun Miquiztli snarled hitting Cleo he dragged Lahca Ocelot back. Then he grabbed Cleo by her arm, his grip tightening "You dare to try and steal the sacrifice?" He hissed, turning he glared at the man who was dressed in way too much. That headress was just bizarre and his feet were downright strange. He eyed the magic stick thing that he was holding "Do you want the Sun to stop?"

[Whitie]

"Sun...stop?" Wolfgang muttered, confused by the weird man's odd speak. "Er? What do you mean by the bloomin' sun stopping? I don't care if the bloody sun stops, I want you to stop torturing the poor girl, you psychopathic cur!" he snapped, cocking the hammer of the revolver back as he tightened his finger on the trigger. Just a squeeze and the gun would fire, and would most likely destroy the freakishly dressed man. He wouldn't care, though. He only wanted to figure out where he was and what he was doing in this other dimension.

[Crabbiey]

"I am not torturing her, I am not a psychopath and the Sun will no longer move soon you idiot!" Hun Miquiztli snarled, with that he started to run. Dragging one girl in each hand, he wasn't a priest, but he'd have to do. There were no temples, no smoke rising from any of the tall buildings. It was deeply worrying. Soon he ran into a building and started to run up the stairs. After bursting into several rooms, all bizarre. He found himself on the roof, looking up at the Sun. He didn't have much time, he started to walk towards the edge of the roof. Stopping about a metre or so from the edge.