Tamia had been in the VIP suite with Benny for a couple minutes now, and the whole team on the first floor were itching to get some action... To be honest, the bodyguards Benny had left looked the same, but Afton doubted this'd be the case once the bullets started flying.

"Think she can handle this?" he quietly asks, looking to Veronica. ​​

Veronica shrugs, "Probably? That girl is pretty tough, and sadistic when she needs to be... It's kinda scary sometimes..." she admits.

Karl chuckles while folding his hand in their game of Blackjack, "Sounds like someone I know." she states, sending a pointed glance at Afton.

Afton just shakes his head, "When needs must, right? You can't tell me I was wrong in any-"

*Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang*

The sound of distant gunfire sounds out, and the group are already fully aware of where it was coming from. Afton nods at his companions and gets up from the table, leaving the caps and giving the dealer a nod.

The bodyguards were currently trying to call down the VIP elevator in order to assist their boss, unfortunately for them, they wouldn't be leaving the first floor... Ever.

[John Wick Style is in effect]

Once he'd walked to their position he grabs his Proton axes and ignites them, lunging into the group and slicing them all to shreds. Limbs fly off left and right, and the bodyguards aren't even able to get off a single shot as Afton dismembers and kills them.

As Afton had attacked, the others had begun to kick over nearby tables and pull them together to create a makeshift barricade, after this, they begin to shoot at the gangsters looking to assist the bodyguards against Afton.

*Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang!*

People start dropping dead, the gangsters held no caution for the regular gamblers and simply attempted to fire through them in order to reach their targets. People scream and retreat, but Afton's group held their position against the gangsters.

By this time Afton had already eliminated all of Benny's bodyguards and was now throwing their dropped weapons at his own group, he hadn't been able to sneak in that many guns, but now everyone would be able to fight.

He himself was forced to leap behind an upturned poker table as bullets start flying in his direction, pulling out his Fallen Ranger Sequoia and That Gun to retaliate. "Nyx, how many hostiles approaching?"

"Fifty men are coming towards your location, fifty more are coming down from the higher floors." the robotic voice sounds out loud enough for his companions to hear.

"Looks like we're gonna be here a while." Afton jovially says, as if they weren't getting shot at.

"Recommendation; sneak away." Nyx states, but Afton ignores her for now.

"Is it always like this with you guys?" Veronica asks as she blindly fires over the table, and judging by a pained shout, she'd actually managed to hit someone.

Karl shrugs, "I guess so, most things we do usually end in a gunfight... It's just the Mojave way I suppose."

"Less talking, not enough shooting." Afton says as he peeks over the barricade and fires both pistols at the gangsters, killing a couple before he's forced back into cover.

"You fuckers aren't gettin' out here alive! The NCR and Big man's robots are waiting right outside for yeah!" one of the leaders of the gangsters shout.

"Well, that is a pickle..." Afton says semi-sarcastically. "Alright!! Here's the deal you two-bit-thug-gangster-ripoffs! You all put your guns to your temples and kill yourselves, while we go outside and claim it was a mass suicide... Deal?"

*Bang!*

A bullet smashes through the top of the thick wooden table they were using as cover and covers Afton in wood chips. "Fuck off, you fuckin' idiot!"

Afton smirks, "Alright, I was being nice but if you insist!" he states, getting up from his position and using VATS to stop time and allow him to target those who are most threatening. Small arms fire wouldn't be able to pierce their make-shift barricade, but rifles and heavy calibre pistols would... Fortunately, there seems to be a rule for casinos against carrying such armaments, meaning only a few had rifles.

He turns off VATS while utilising [Danger Sense] to avoid any damage while unloading his revolvers at his unfortunate targets, causing spurts of blood to escape their foreheads as they drop lifelessly to the ground.

Of course, the surrounding Gangsters notice this and throw themselves behind cover in order to escape a similar fate. Some doing so while shouting, "Fuck, it's him! That fuckin' bounty hunter!"

"Haha! You guys know me then!?" Afton shouts over the gunfire, dropping below cover again to reload his guns.

"Kill that psycho fuck!"

"No, you do it! I'm not going anywhere near that creep!"

"Stop arguing and fuckin' shoot at them, idio-" *Thud* one of the men are cut off as he's shot dead but one of Afton's companion, causing panic to quickly overtake the gangsters.

"Hell! I'm not dying for this shit!"

Afton does his best to audibly loud over the firefight, "I'm going to skin you cunts and wear it after this! I'll make you watch as I dance around your skinless bloody bodies!"

"WHAT THE FUCK!"

"FUCK THIS! I'M OUT! YOU CAN HANDLE THIS YOURSELVES!"

At Afton's 'threat', a few gangsters immediately leave. Though, Afton's threat wouldn't have been taken all that seriously were it not for the fact that none of his friends had actually been hurt yet, while a large number of the Tops men were dead.

Veronica sends a glare at Afton, "You better not be doing that..."

Afton shrugs, "Course not, who do you think I am... It's just a scare tactic, you know?"

Veronica just shakes her head and continues firing.

[Checkered Mate : assist the courier; Complete!]

Fortunately, it seems like they didn't have to wait around for much longer, as the elevator to the VIP suite was finally coming down.

*Ding!*

The doors open, revealing Tamia stepping out covered in blood that most likely wasn't her own... Though, one side of her head was slowly dripping red, meaning that she might have a concussion or similar injury. She looks around for a moment before raising her gun and firing at the gangsters, throwing herself over the railing and behind cover with the rest of Afton's group.