Carcer sighs once more. "Come on boys, we don't gotta fight!"
Carcer uses his best knowledge of gangs and people in general to try and calm them...but they seem far to worked up by now.
But despite his words the red head discreetly slips on his brass knuckles, draws his pump-action, and pumps the shotgun. He stands maybe a pace behind Gravel and as soon as the Mercenary opens fire he does too...And hopefully hits something....Carcer isn't much when it comes to open battle, he tries to avoid it!