Realistic or Modern Just a Petty Criminal

[Hiddencard]

Alexander was still looking over at Lee, who was still tapping away on her computer, when he heard his own phone going off. He dug into his pocket and looked at the screen, seeing that it was a reply from Harry. He scanned it over and smiled, and then tapped out a reply. He didn’t really want to take the whole conversation over the phone, since texts were kind of digital and after having met Lee he didn’t trust anything that was digital. It could be picked up, and the extent of this whole gang fight was starting to become more evident to him.


‘Yeah, it’s been long.


Actually I would really like to take you up on that coffee!


How about a date tonight?’


He would just need to hear what Davin had been wanting him here for in the first place, and then he could met up with Harry right after that. He glanced over toward the window, wondering how far he had decided to chase that knife-throwing guy. He got off the couch and glanced out the window, noticing the two getting into a taxi. A-ha... He sighed. Guess the meeting was postponed again. He send Harry another message.


‘...Or now. If you’re not busy.'

 

[Lokipi]

Harry was just licking the remaining icing off her fingers when her phone went off. Almost missing it, under the loud buzz of the lock mechanism for the gym flicking into action, the girl stumbled to a stop. Behind her the door gave an audible thump as the bolt slid into place. Security , a number one thing with her dad’s place of work.


With her forefinger still in her mouth, Harry scrambled for her phone with her free, non-sticky hand, tugging it out of her back pocket with a satisfying grunt of achievement. It was the little things in life after all. Quickly studying the reply, she at first felt a slight shard of disappointment at the wait. She had hoped for something to entertain her quickly, but apparently good company would have to wait till this evening.


Unlocking and typing out her reply, she resigned herself to a day of slouching on the sofa with a packet of popcorn and a crappy movie, a dream day off. Yet as she moved to hit reply, her phone buzzed again, the tiny conversation bubbles on her screen shunting up as another reply came through.


“Or now. If you’re not busy.”


Giving a light chuckle at this, the girl finally licked the last bit of icing off her finger, freeing her good hand and quickly deleting her previous reply, replacing it with a short and simple answer.


“Starbucks?”


She was hungry but coffee came first. Besides, Starbucks had pretty good muffins and the coffee her dad had presented to her this morning was pretty much milky water. She needed her fix of caffeine and Starbucks was the place to go.


Hitting send, she then fished out her earphones and plugged herself in for sound before starting down the street. The prospect of a new job was both exciting and terrifying but if it meant a little more protection from the recent street disappearances, Harry wasn’t about to say no, even if that did mean more criminal activity.

 

[Wishfully]

Lee relaxed a little once Davin and Liam were in view. Yet, she narrowed her eyes as she noticed Davin talking on the phone with someone. Liam didn't seem happy about it, and Davin looked too happy. Should she try to trace the call? Though, once Lee had thought this, Davin had hung up. The activity on the computer slowed; it didn't seem like anyone was trying to get into her cameras anymore. Lee frowned as she noticed Davin and Liam getting in the taxi. She had this bad feeling that something must have happened. Between the phone call and the camera situation, she was sure this wasn't the end. Alex was right- if she could tell what the person was trying to do, then they weren't really doing a good job. Still, it made her nervous, and she noticed her blood was pumping faster. But most of all, it meant that war had begun.

 

[SilverCaress]

Skye nodded, continuing to follow him. "..I..I'm not exactly agreeing..Yet. I need to know what I'd get if I were to agree." She was raised better than to take a deal at first glance.

 

[xxDragonEater95xx]

Marissa had posted up by the window and was watching the whole Davin and whoever the other guy was exchange. She wasn't sure what the history was there but it seemed to be pretty deep, but that wasn't any of her concern. She wasn't exactly sure what she was going to be used for but she hated that she had left her spot with only a knife, and now that things seemed to be calm for the moment, she decided that this would be a good time to restock. She looked over to Lee, who seemed to be busy, at the moment, found something to write with and on and wrote her number down, placing it beside Lee. "I gotta make a quick run. If Davin needs me back, there's my number," she turned to Alex, "I'm gonna get the rest of what I owe you, and I'll be right back." she said as she headed for the door.


She was telling most of the truth. She was indeed planning to get what she owed him, but she was definitely not going to come back without a means to protect herself. She knew better than to deal with so many people she didn't know without being armed and especially people who wanted Leon's head. That man had killed her parents and she was still in his organization, but so far she hadn't as much gotten a call from work yet, which was about to start for her, so she figured she was still in the clear.

 

[WrittenHollowness]

"I was trying to set up our mark easily." Davin sighed. He looked aroubd, truly scared for.their lives at the moment. "Right now, we.need to get home, regroup, and 'makeup'." He said, grabbing Will's hand tightly.

 

[Vudukudu]

Leon made another call as soon as the one with Davin ended. It was time for a message, clearly. "Hey, Daniel. It's me. I need you to.. put a few holes in a wall. Be careful not to hurt anyone though, you know your tools are lethal when misused. The client is a guy named Davin, his apartment building needs some renovations. Wants the work done now. Feel free to drive by and do it in a few minutes."


He hoped the guy understood the intent, although he hadn't really codified it that much. A few bullets in the first floor of his building should scare the punk, Davin. Or make him do something stupid.

 

[ROUX]

Again with the stupid plans... Liam thought, but didn't voice his opinion. As if Leon would ever willingly meet out in the open. Davin would be killed in seconds, and then what?


He scowled out the window, aggravated by everything that was happening. Of all the people Dav had randomly recruited, he wished there had been a sniper. Or two.


Forget fear, they didn't have time for that. Either Davin was going to have to start using his head, or they'd get their a**es kicked.

 

[WrittenHollowness]

The taxi driver drove like a smooth and fast, making Davin smile. Her blonde hair practically floated in the wind, with the window open. "So, how does one manage living on a salary of driving people around?" he asked, trying to ease the tension on his mind.


"Very quietly." the woman responded, taking a perfect onto Hector Lane. "You guys look roughed up yourselves. Should I ask about the broken nose or can I mind my business like you should be doing?"


Davin chuckled, shifting in his seat. The woman fish tailed into a very impressive parking position, in front of their place.


"How did you--"


"I know exactly who you are Dav. And you really ought to make that less of ease to find out." She turned her green eyes onto the two. "I want in on taking Leon down. You need a getaway driver, correct?" she snickered.

 

[ROUX]

Liam opened his mouth to say something but it was drowned out by the sounds of a round being fired. His head snapped to the left as he watched bullets slam into the side of the apartment, and several people ran out of the building screaming.


He kicked the door open, a murderous expression a he pinpointed the location where the firing was coming from, before he whipped out his knife.


"Dav. Go. I've got this sonofab****," he said, before taking off from the vehicle, keeping his head low as he rounded the building. He'd been itching to kill something all week, and this gunman would have to do.

 

[Vudukudu]

Daniel, one of two gunmen present outside the apartment, laughed at the screams and sight of people fleeing. There were two things Leon appreciated about this man. First, he was good at his job. Secondly, he was a sick f***. There wasn't much room for a conscience when you worked for Leon, and Daniel was proud to say he had almost completely drowned his capacity to feel guilt.


His gun clicked as the clip ran empty, but his partner was going much slower. He didn't bother to get back in the car quite yet, he enjoyed watching the chaos. He saw one man approaching him out the corner of his eye, but he wasn't particularly interested. No one was that stupid, right? No one screwed with Leon's guys.

 

[ROUX]

Liam stormed towards the two men, watching one of them empty his clip into the building. Enraged, he came up behind the one that was still shooting, slashed him in the neck, then grabbed his gun and proceeded to emptied the rest of the bullets into the man's face. He looked up, dropping the gun and sneering at gunman number two as he wiped the knife off on his pants.


Ohhhh I've missed that. I've really really missed that.


The feeling of blood on his fingers was elevating, and it calmed the rage a bit and replaced it with the eerie cold calamity he was used to while making his kills.


"You're next," Liam growled, twirling the knife in his fingers, knowing very well the other man would either have to reload and get stabbed, or come at him and face him one-on-one.

 

[Wishfully]

Lee's head shot up as she heard the gunshots. "Get up, we're going. Now." She stood and stuffed her computer in her backpack and turned toward Alexander. Crap, Marissa had left and was probably pretty far down the road by now. Lee grabbed the piece of paper the other girl had left before cautiously going to the window. It looked like the shots were only aimed at the lower levels and the shooters were still down there. "Never mind," Lee said. "We have to hide. The shooters are down on the ground level right now. We don't wanna go down there." Lee locked the door to the apartment and turned off the lights. "It's like grade school lockdown- stay down and shut up. Come on," she said, grabbing Alex and dragging him to Davin's room. She locked the door and started searching for weapons. She paused for a moment to send a text to Marissa. Don't come back. Not safe.

 

[xxDragonEater95xx]

Marissa had made it a few blocks down the street when she heard what sounded like fire-crackers coming from back behind her toward Davin's apartment, but she knew knew very well that they weren't firecrackers. She picked up her pace a little bit, wanting to distance herself from whatever mayhem was taking place back there, and as she rushed along the sidewalk her cellphone vibrated. Looking down at it she saw she had a text; Don't come back. Not safe.





That's all she needed to know, and after reading that she kicked it into a light jog. She was positive that Leon had sent someone over there to show them that their efforts were useless, and she hoped he hadn't sent Daniel over there with orders to kill. He was as cold-hearted and ruthless as they came, second only to Leon, and if he was sent there to kill them then she feared that they were done for. 15minutes later she arrived back at her place, closed the door behind her and locked it. Once she was safely inside her spot she went and got a 9mm and placed it with a loaded shotgun on her living room table, she wasn't going to take a chance of being caught off guard in her own place in case Daniel or someone saw her leave the scene, which she hoped hadn't occurred since the gunfire had started after she was already a few blocks away.


Sitting on the couch she pulled out her phone and sent a text back:


Back at my spot. Let me know when it's clear.


She really didn't have too much intention of going back there with the way things were right now, and she felt kind of in a dilemma. Either she goes back when called upon and risk being seen by one of Leon's lackeys or something or having Davin roll up on her randomly and swipe her off the street, but probably not as nice as he was the first time. She quickly rolled herself a joint and lit it up, she had too many thoughts rolling through her head at the moment and needed something to take the edge off.

 

[WrittenHollowness]

Taking the opportunity of no rounds being shot off, Davin exited the car. He made his way across the street, knowing he was only armed with a lighter and cigerettes at this point. The one of the assainants was already taken care of and the other was out of ammo at the moment.


He walked up to the man and slammed his head on the pavement. "Willie, pick up the other one, please." He said coldly, picking up a dropped firearm and slamming the butt into the other man's face, knocking a few teeth out in the process. He repeated, only stopping when he was sure the man was knocked out.


Dav then picked th guy up and dragged him out, across the street. "Hey, lady. You got the job if you get out of the car!" he yelled, slamming the shooter's head on the hood. As she slid out, he his body into tthe vehicle. Watching Will put the other body in the backseat, he lit a cigarette and took a long drag.


"Well, not I have a motive." He mumbled, walking to.the gas cap and opening it. He deposited his lit Joe into the gas tank, then walked into the building, waiting for the boom.

 

[ROUX]

Liam was about to leave the man there to blow up with his already dead partner, but then thought better of it.


Ignoring Davin completely, he dragged the man back and away from the car, wincing at the heat of the explosion as he backed up quickly. He was done following blindly behind everyone else, and a way to victory was already forming in his mind.


He dropped the unconscious man at his feet, taking the various parts and weapons off of him before taking his jacket and using it to tie around the gunman's hands, knotting it as tightly as possible.


Leon seemed to know way too much about Dav and his little group, and it was high time they got some quality information on him. Plus, torturing the guy would be payback for shooting up his boyfriend's place of residence. Leon may have figured Dav out, but he didn't know Liam. Or the things he would do to achieve his own personal goals...

 

[Hiddencard]

Alexander had just been on his way to go join Harry for freaking Starbucks, when he heard the first shootings. He paused in the door and looked toward the window, the joint of weed still in the corner of his mouth. It sounded like it was only shooting on the first few floors, going up. It was probably going for them. How many 'big drug dealer who wanted to take down Leon' could live in the building. “What the hell…” he mumbled, and had been on his way to the window when Lee grabbed a hold of his arm. He looked up at her, and went with her the first few steps toward the room, before he pulled his arm back and shook his head.


“Hold on,” he said, and took a long drag of the joint. He still had the gun that Davin had given him earlier, and went over to pick it up from the table. He got down when a few shots loud shot went through the windows and shards of glass flew around the place like confetti. He mumbled various curses, but then the shots suddenly stopped. He touched his cheek, a bit of red on his fingers from a scratch across his cheek, but that was pretty lucky to be the only thing. He could hear the screams from people in the complex.


He send a quick text to Harry. ‘Will be a tad late.’ he wrote and send it.

 

[WrittenHollowness]

Davin stepped back outside to see what was taking Will so long, when he saw what he had done to the other shooter. "What the hell! I was tryibg to make a statement, babe!" he called out, stepping over a blown door. "Do you really think we need this guy?"

 

[ROUX]

"Yes, yes I do, Dav," he replied curtly, pocketing the pistol that he'd taken off of the unconscious man. "We need someone to interrogate, and since Melissa is apparently joining your merry little band of followers, I'm probably not allowed to torture her. Plus, she probably wasn't too deep in Leon's ranks, seeing as she got out so easily..." He stopped, deciding he didn't need to explain himself further. "You need to make sure the others are OK."

 

[WrittenHollowness]

"Smug bastard." Davin muttered as he lifted the body. "Since you are so full of brught ideas, you find someone to get us properly weaponized and draw out a tatical route on the warehouse." He said aloud. The blatant killing--and now kidnapping-- of one of Leon's goons would make the apartment building a hot spot to be in. "I hope we can get insurance." Davin muttered to himself, dragging.the man to the building.

 

[Tempesta]

Connor walked through the dark streets of Winstrom, his piercing green eyes fixed on ahead. He had to pay rent soon, and his employer had given him any clients in days. "Bastard probably doing it on purpose to make me desperate and beg." He muttered. No matter Connor could do this on his own. Wearing slim fitting dark jeans and a nice dress shirt to go with it, he headed toward the club area of the city. He would get lucky there.

 

[Hiddencard]

When the shooting had seemed to stop completely Alexander straightened back up, and took his hat off, shaking a few shards of glass from it. He looked suspiciously toward the window and then looked over toward the room Lee was in. “I think it’s over…” he said to her, although he still had the gun in his hand. He motioned toward the window, and looked out. The smoke from a car was rising slowly, and he could see blood on the pavement. No people, except a few shocked people gathering around.


Then he went over to the room Lee was in and sighed. “It looks like a war zone down there,” he said and then took his phone and texted Davin. ‘You alive?’ he wrote. He didn’t know if he had gotten away from the shooting or not.

 

[Lokipi]

With a loud wail, the fire engine sped past the solitary figure of Harry, squealing round the corner of the street as the smell of tired rubber filled the girl's nostrils. The initial shock from the sudden commotion was quickly swallowed, replaced by an uncertain feeling of dread. Faulting ever so slightly in her footsteps, Harry slowed to a stop as her eyes remained pinned to where the fire engine had been.


Around this neighbourhood, cop cars were common sight. Sirens blazing as they rushed towards their next target, or slowly cursing along the sidewalks. Windows rolled down slightly to eye potential suspects. Heck, even ambulances were the norm round here. Stabbings and shooting were the common most cause, with the occlusal bludgeon thrown in, but fire engines?


In any situation, fire was bad, of course it was. Yet here it was dire. With buildings packed in so tightly the blaze could spread, leaping from one building to the next within minutes.


Ignoring her phone, the girl began to move, selecting short cuts through dingy alleyways and through deserted streets. Every now and then, her quick pace giving way to small hops or skips as she negotiated small puddles of rancid water or at least what use to be water, as the girl followed the sirens.


Near the back of her mind, she knew she probably shouldn't investigate. If anything, with her line of work, she should be running in the opposite direction but curiosity was a bitch and Alex would understand if she was a little late anyway.


When she began to near the site in question however, the girl began to have second doubts.


Even from this distance she could hear people calling out to one another or coughing from smoke. Random sobs here and there, broke the chatter with a low, off beat while above the dim, the crackle of fire rose to a roar.


Edging into view, Harry felt her breath catch in her throat as she surveyed the sight in front of her.


Broken windows shed shards of glass, while debris littered the side walk and road in all peddles of brick and plaster decorating centre piece of chaos, a burning car, like odd glitter.


A circle of people had formed, camera phones out and filming the destruction with nervous chatter bubbling up between them as they nodded towards, what Harry could only presume, was a large sack of red stained potatoes from this distance. Logic however, told her otherwise, but she remained hopeful about being wrong.


The engine which had lead her here, had stopped. Lights still spinning, as men inside began their work, setting a perimeter before subduing the flames.


"What the..." Harry began as she walked towards the place, knowing full well, that this place would only be so quiet for so long.

 

[ROUX]

"You tell him, If he doesn't get on the phone, that I'll rip out his intestines and use them as shoelaces," Liam growled into his phone as he paced the street below, out of sight of course. Too many cops out there for his taste. He heard the scuffling on the other line and patiently waited until a lower, gruffer voice answered the phone.


"Hello-"


"Shut up and listen to me Carlos, and listen good." Liam cut the other man off, forgoing the pleasant tone of voice he'd used with the man's secretary. "I need five of your best men, armed and fully loaded, preferably one being a sniper. I'll also need a small arsenal transported to a cache of my designation," he said simply, fully expecting the voice on the other line to go ballistic. And it did.


"What do you mean five of my best men, Will? What do you need with weapons? What, planning on starting a war from your silk pjs, kid?"


Carlos apparently wasn't just skeptical, but also enraged, and Liam didn't give two s***s.


"What I need with the weapons is my business, and mine alone. The small matter of your entire operation being exposed, however, is also my business - unfortunately for you. The Society of course, had filled me in on all the information I'd need to destroy you with a keystroke...whether I was wearing silk pajamas or not. So unless you want the FBI crashing that little mansion of yours, you should probably rethink insulting me, and get me what I need. Am I clear?" he asked into the phone, stopping his pacing abruptly as he waited for the expected reply. A haggard sigh sounded from the other end of the call, sealing the deal.


"Where do you want them?"


"I'll send you the address. Try and be quick about it." And with that, Liam ended the call, satisfied with his work before he returned to the apartment building.


He didn't bother trying the elevator, coughing as the smell of smoke breached his lungs. He reached Dav's apartment, banging on the door loudly over the sounds of the commotion below. "Lee? Open up, its Liam," He yelled, eyes watering. He figured the damn gunmen had hit something important, and his mind screamed to get out of there before he ended up burnt. "We have to get out of here - this building's coming down one way or another!" Just as he spoke, an explosion rocked the structure, nearly making him loose his balance, His eyed widened as he saw the fire blasting out of the window of a lower level. They had time to escape, but very little.

 

[WrittenHollowness]

"Shut up, Will, the structual damage isn't that bad." Davin grumbled, pulling the body out of the elevator. As he dragged the man into his apartment, he was accompanied by the odd blonde woman, who looked as if she didn't know how to manage herself.


"You, stand next to William. Lee, I've opened up an opportunity. The forces will be focused on this location for the moment." he tossed the man's body toward the corner of the room. Standing straight, he smirked and crossed him arms as he gazed at the occupants of the room.


"And now that less concern is on that warehouse and more concerned on our heads, William is going to storm, raid, and destroy that location. Which would handicap our opponent and give us leverage to climb past Leon with." He lifted his underarm and sniffed. "I need a shower." he whinned, taking off his shirt.