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Allemand felt the back of his head and came back with a bloody fore-finger. “Anger,” Allemand replied. “You have a lot of it.” The man shook it off as the carriage bounced with a weight. “Here she is!” Allemand quickly kicked the man in the groin and twisted to see Thea’s face gleaming in the sun. “What the hell are you doing?”

"Wai-" Allemand braced himself for the anguish that followed. He winced then slowly put his arm on the back of the stage coach luring himself to stand. "There is a," he paused and wobbled a bit over to the open door. Crimson rolled down his lean frame, he cringed and grabbed it. "There is a rifle," he advised. "Well, I hope you know how to ride a coach!"Allemand said sarcastically while leaning a flintlock rifle out of the bent up window. A man snapped out of the forest and he cocked the gun to his face, "Say goodnight." A round black ball rolled from the barrel and ignited the man's face with red mist.

"Keep riding!" Allemand yelled through the rumbling of horses. "Don't go to any towns, we'll get caught." Allemand tensed then sat up grabbing a wooden support in the carriage. He glanced ahead of him and saw the maps, he'd seen them earlier. He was in awe, he stood getting a little more dizzy, he fell onto the leather fitting of the carriage and passed out.

(Sorry, I have been busy with school. I will start posting more frequently, I'm really sorry. Also, you fell asleep in the RP? A little out of place, people usually don't fall asleep when they're getting chased.)

Allemand darted his eyes around the carriage and glanced up to a swinging lantern. "Thea?" he called out. Crack. The boom alerted his senses as he vigorously gripped the firm leather fitting, rain hit the coach and rocked it slightly. A lot of time must have passed since he'd been out of commission. Only one question still persisted, how did the men not catch up. Allemand was startled when he looked to a corner and saw Thea. The coach waddled and his foot dropped through a damp floor but hit nothing. He lifted up before he fell through to a void of nothingness. "Thea! We're getting out of here." Allemand moved to her side of the carriage but stopped when he realized it had tilted. Where were they.

(It is fine, I've come up with an alternative=])

"Just don't move okay." He declared this while examining the girl's skin that had been pierced by a bullet. The truth was that he was scared, they didn't know where they were and both had at least a good reckoning of a bullet. Allemand peered out the bent up window and saw the carriage barely holding on with a back wheel. They were on a cliff and if they didn't get off they would be good as dead. He nervously dug his teeth into his lip while the girl arose with a whimper.

Allemand came to a consensus, "We're getting out of here first." He stood dominant with his decision and still held the leather fitting. Thea looked calm, she wanted the dagger and the reason was obvious. If she were to get the lodged bullet out of her skin she had a good chance of bleeding out. Allemand tied a band around his arm and tied the knot, he winced from the pain. Crack. Another bolt, this time hitting their carriage, ignited through the air. "Hang on!" Allemand was forced forward with a pure face of terror, his grasp came free free and he fell onto Thea. The carriage's last moments were spent wheel-barreling down the side of the cliff with its passengers being thrown from one side to another.

(Wow! Apparently I wasn't notified.)

Allemand collided with Thea while the interior of the coach was bombarded by defiant equipment. The flintlock rifle he had used earlier smacked him in the face and created a new gash in his forehead. He was startled by the sudden impact and the trickle of blood that rolled down his face. His world came to a stop as he peered through the carriage, maps, equipment, and Thea were floating. The carriage spent a good time wheel-barreling vigorously down the hill towards a coast and came to a stationary position as it unfolded with crippled wood and the remnants of the beneficial supplies.

Allemand resonated a soft groan and looked groggily around the hold. Thea was stashed in a corner with what seemed to be a tone of despondency as she spoke. He lifted him self up with the bottom wheel of the carriage, they'd been flipped in their disastrous triumph to reach the incline of rocky surface that led down to the coast. "Now... we get the hell out of here." Allemand crawled out of the coach and peered out to the distant sun, a blue sky squashed in contrast to it and the cold breeze of the ocean whipped his face.