[i]"Thanks, ain't no way I'm rockin' up to fight, fúck or friend someone with a thousand dudes behind me." JT chuckled with his sort of semi-joke, the bearded Marshal folding his arms shortly after. It was pretty common that his apparel and stash of firearms was pointed out, although it was good to have it be in at least a good way for once. "I'm JT if y'all're curious. Not my real name, but much more fun to shout when I do somethin'." [/i]