They talked to each other. They discussed the question. In some cases there were arguments. In some cases the arguments were violent. In a few they we...e deadly.In Libby a man shot his wife to death when she refused to change her mind on how she was going to vote.In Procter two street gang members shot another when he told them that he was going to vote no and they disagreed with his choice.On Triad there was another violent voting argument between gang members. Shots were fired in the heat of. He continued his conversation quiet smoothly despite my intrusions. I knew he was enjoying it though as I could feel his cock begin to stiffen a bit under my foot. I decided on one more tactic. I took out my cell phone and sent him a text. A nice straight to the point message... "I'm not wearing any panties."There! Hopefully he would get the hint that I'm not backing down. I watched him check the phone and not even bother to look my way. Bastard!We finished lunch and said our goodbyes. Back in. I shot at a female pirate shooting into the cabin; it deflected off her armor. All our carbines were reloading, so I dropped my weapon and drew my sword. Nehring did the same thing. My other men hid behind the half-wall as their guns recharged.Nehring and I ran at the closest raiders who were covered in paint. One of them didn't see us coming and fired at the paint bot blasting it to pieces. The two other painted men had enough of their visor clear to catch our movements, drawing their own. Excusing myself I quickly popped one into my mouth and shoved the pack back into my bag. After finishing the new drink Jessica asked John if he wanted to dance. The bar has a small dance floor on the other side with some music playing. He said he was more then happy to as they up and left telling us they would be right back. Leaving William and I at the table they went off to the other side of the bar. Sitting there we wasted the next six or seven minutes talking about anything that came to.