Act 4-C IV: And Down We Went (con't)
Malcolm, Diana, Juan, Chris K, Ramona, Riley
By now, the day had truly progressed into evening. The sun, setting low over the horizon, casts long shadows back up the street in the direction of the vehicles. Mason's face is clearly illuminated in the evening light and squints against the sun in his eyes, while the visor of the motorcylce helmet is an almost mirror-reflective bright orange. From Mason's and the stranger's perspective, meanwhile, the group's faces must be virtually indiscernible in shadow. If the stranger tried to attack, they'd surely be at a disadvantage; if anyone else joined in, the group would obviously lose that advantage, but no one spots anyone else in the area even after looking.
When Malcolm lifts the pistol, Mason quickly sidesteps away from the stranger, trying to get out of Malcolm's line of fire. The stranger takes a few seconds to respond - further evidencing the light disadvantage - but when he does, he stops mid-step for a second before correcting his posture and standing still in the middle of the street.
"He was checking out our vehicles, but Kale and I got the drop on him," Mason says. "He had a crossbow, a hammer, and some other things, but he should be unarmed now. I figured you'd want to talk to him."
He nods in the direction he came, towards the vehicles. "I'll go back up Kale again if there's nothing else."