Her gun!

Texas had to act quickly to keep herself from becoming a stain on Roxie’s buttcheeks, and the one thing she could do faster than anything else was whip out her gun! Relying on her years of experience, Texas whipped out her pistol and pointed the thing at Roxie, aiming right at her face.

Now, that certainly gave Roxie pause as she found herself staring down the barrel of Texas’ revolver. It wasn’t because Roxie particularly believed that Texas was going to shoot her though. It was just the typical reflex that anybody would honestly have when faced with a loaded pistol. However, once Roxie’s brain remembered who it was that was actually holding the gun, she let out a laugh.

“Pff, oh please, Tex! You and I both know you’d never actually shoot me! Especially when I’m unarmed! Put that thing away before you hurt yourself.” She taunted, already gathering the confidence to take a step closer to the sheriff, despite her weapon.

Now, Roxie was certainly right that Texas wasn’t going to shoot her. However, Roxie failed to realize that Texas had noticed something else about this room! Right now the two of them were right next to that huge press that had been stamping down more and more people as the two ladies fought. And that press was being held up at the top by two thin metal struts. Of course Rivercrest had cheaped out on safety for this place when a factory accident was just another sale for her. With a smirk, Texas quickly whipped her gun up and fired, hitting the strut facing away from them dead on! With that metal beam gone, but the other one in place, the press started to swing, and Texas ducked out of the way as fast as she could!

Roxie had no clue what in the hell Texas was doing until she saw that large block of metal heading right for her! She let out a panicked shout and tried to jump away, but it was too late. Roxie got a taste of her own medicine now as that press squished her body against the wall, leaving a flattened kangaroo there as it swung wildly back and forth, clanging around and still trying to press things! Eventually though, the assembly line ground to a halt, though Texas hadn’t seen anybody hit any sort of switch. Maybe the shutoff switch was elsewhere and someone else had heard the noise?

“HEY! The heck is going on in there?” Came a shout from just outside the assembly line doors. Yep, someone had definitely heard that. “Roxie, are you crushing the line workers again? I already told you if you’re that antsy in here you can come with me to get more people!”

Ah. So that voice belonged to whoever was running that Human Resources thing. The person in charge of **** people for this disgusting factory. And, if Texas’ hunch was right...the person who was responsible for the green swirls in the eyes of these workers and the kidnapped victims.

Texas ducked behind a piece of heavy machinery just in time to have her hunch completely confirmed! A purple-scaled rattlesnake woman with a dark hat, gray pants, and those black leather boots with gray spurs that Texas was more familiar with than she cared to admit! Zirona! Texas figured that she was behind all these hypnotized workers! It made sense, she already made her living hunting other people, and was pretty much only loyal to a fat paycheck. And the ones Rivercrest gave out were probably fatter than the vixen herself!

“Roxie? The hell is going on here? Why’s everything stopped? Where the-oh.” Upon seeing Roxie flattened against the wall and struggling to move, Zirona pieced together what was happening pretty quickly. Her tail raised up as she started to shout, “I know you’re in here, Sheriff! Come on out right now!”

Gah, crap. Was she going to just use her rattle right now? What was the range on that thing again? Texas shuffled a bit in her hiding spot, wondering if she should just come out. If she was too close and Zirona got tired of waiting, she’d end up like all these other brainwashed workers! What to do...