Mafioso

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

*rushes to Chance's side* Shit. *grabs paper towels* You okay?

*glances at door, then back* Shit. *grabs paper towels* You okay?

*shoots him a look while flipping pancakes* You're impossible. *slides pancakes onto plate* Want some too, or just syrup?

You. *grins* Later though.