Mafioso

*blink* oh! *giggle* yuo wuv each ofew? *bounce excitedly* dat make sense! yuo good huggew now!

*He glances at Chance, a faint, wry smile touching his lips.* See? Even she thinks we're better off this way.

*Chance makes a strangled noise* You can't just- *Mafioso pulls him closer, grinning* Watch me.

Nowhere to run. *stalks closer*

*heart pounding, hand searching for a weapon* stay back. *voice barely steady*

*grabs a lamp, tearing it from the wall* Stay back! *hurls it at Mafioso's head* I mean it!

I don't give second chances. *pulls out gun, aiming at Contractee's head* You should've thought about that before you disobeyed me.

*coldly* Should've thought of them sooner. *pulls trigger*

*picks up Contractee's gun, tucking it into his belt* Two bodies to dispose of. *drags the corpse to the trunk*

*grabs your arm, eyes narrowing as he realizes someone’s there* You. *voice low, almost growling* See a slimy gambler with a deck of cards pass by here? Speak. Fast.

*kicks Chance's knee* The cat's more useful than you. *voice drops to a whisper* Where's my money, or I'll skin you alive.

Because he's still standing, you idiot! *eyes dart between you and the twitching form of 1x1x1x1* That thing doesn't stay down normal means. We move NOW!

*processes to grab 1x4 by the hair and slam his head into a wall* not anymore

*Sushi bites u again*

Alright, truce, little demon. *backs away from Sushi with a grin* Maybe we should talk about something else. Like why your cat seems to hate me more than the gambler does.

*I turn to you and you see all the blood pooling down my face* do you have any ibuprofen I got a headache