Post by warrender on Nov 27, 2014 10:45:07 GMT -5
Meanwhile, in a dimly lit hut on Reigner
A door swung open, bashing against the wall and allowing the bright light to blare into the dimly lit smoke filled basement. Two figures descended the 5 steps leading down into the room, the wooden steps creaking loudly as their weight pressed down on them. They walked across the room to the far side where a table and several chairs were positioned. Sitting at the table were 4 men, each smoking a thick cigar, the source of the dense smoke filling the room as they played cards.
"Boss" one of the men said as he approached the table, waiting for a response while the man at his side placed his hands on his knees, bending over and inhaling deeply to catch his breath from all the running he'd had to do.
The leader of the group gave the man a glance, returning his eyes to his cards as he picked one up from his hand, placing it down onto the table and slowly removed the cigar from his mouth "Raise" he said, looking at no one in particular and using his cigar hand to push some of his chips into the centre of the table.
"We .. we tracked those whack jobs to their ship, Boss" the man continued. "But they got away. There ship was ready to launch, no way we could of got em"
"That's right Boss" the other man said, standing up straight but still panting. "But we got the weapons right? We stopped em making off with Jimmy's weapons"
Despite the bosses appearance of wanting to continue the game, no one dared move, deciding instead to down their cards as eyes darted between their boss and the two hired hands standing by the table.
The two men stood there for half a minute, which in the dead silence felt more like 5minutes as the man at the table placed his cards down slowly, tilting his body into a laid back position and stared down at his cards, letting out a sharp exhale, flicking some ash off his cigar. "So you're tellin me .. that some low life backwater came into my yard .. messed around with our deal .. got away scott free .. AND YOU EXPECT ME TO BE HAPPY ABOUT THAT!" The man shouted, banging his fist on the table, standing up straight and shouting "Let me show you how happy I am!!!""
With a deliberately smooth motion, the man pulled a pistol from his holster, pointed it at the still slightly out of breath man and fired. The shot rang in the ears of all the men in the room, and all stood still as they watched the man twitch, bent over slightly and remain still as his body swayed and fell over, thudding to the floor and sending a cloud of dust across the floor. The other man panicked, his eyes darting from his comrade to his boss, sweat forming instantly on his brow from fear.
The boss locked eyes on the still remaining man, holstering his gun. "Now then, you look ere, no one, and I mean NO ONE! frecks with the Gregory Brothers, ya hear?! You're lucky that Jimmy doesn't know his shipment was messed with and we replaced the damaged parts before he gets here, otherwise I'd pass you on to him and get you to explain it to him!" He paused, eyes still locked on the man as the other men got to their feet. "So here's what you're gonna do, you're gonna find out where that ship is headin, you're gonna go there, you're gonna find them, and when you do, you give my little brother a call and tell him where they are. Ya hear me!!?"
The man stuttered, holding his hat in his hands which he was now crushing through fear. "Yes Boss, I'm on it, I won't let you down, I'll find the scumb..."
"GET LOST" The boss yelled, before the man could finish his sentence. The man quickly nodded, turning and racing for the stairs, almost tripping as he clambered up, closing the door with a loud thud as he fled.
The Boss, sat back down, flipping the ends of his coat out so they wouldn't get pinned by his own weight.
"Boss?" One of the poker players inquired, waiting for his boss to look at him before continuing and joining him at the table again. "You sure Damien is up for this? You know what happened the last time you let him go on his own"
The Boss laughed "Damien will be just fine, in fact, I want him to go ape all over those thieving bandits. No one messes with a Gergory Brother and gets away with it.
New Villian Dossier found
A door swung open, bashing against the wall and allowing the bright light to blare into the dimly lit smoke filled basement. Two figures descended the 5 steps leading down into the room, the wooden steps creaking loudly as their weight pressed down on them. They walked across the room to the far side where a table and several chairs were positioned. Sitting at the table were 4 men, each smoking a thick cigar, the source of the dense smoke filling the room as they played cards.
"Boss" one of the men said as he approached the table, waiting for a response while the man at his side placed his hands on his knees, bending over and inhaling deeply to catch his breath from all the running he'd had to do.
The leader of the group gave the man a glance, returning his eyes to his cards as he picked one up from his hand, placing it down onto the table and slowly removed the cigar from his mouth "Raise" he said, looking at no one in particular and using his cigar hand to push some of his chips into the centre of the table.
"We .. we tracked those whack jobs to their ship, Boss" the man continued. "But they got away. There ship was ready to launch, no way we could of got em"
"That's right Boss" the other man said, standing up straight but still panting. "But we got the weapons right? We stopped em making off with Jimmy's weapons"
Despite the bosses appearance of wanting to continue the game, no one dared move, deciding instead to down their cards as eyes darted between their boss and the two hired hands standing by the table.
The two men stood there for half a minute, which in the dead silence felt more like 5minutes as the man at the table placed his cards down slowly, tilting his body into a laid back position and stared down at his cards, letting out a sharp exhale, flicking some ash off his cigar. "So you're tellin me .. that some low life backwater came into my yard .. messed around with our deal .. got away scott free .. AND YOU EXPECT ME TO BE HAPPY ABOUT THAT!" The man shouted, banging his fist on the table, standing up straight and shouting "Let me show you how happy I am!!!""
With a deliberately smooth motion, the man pulled a pistol from his holster, pointed it at the still slightly out of breath man and fired. The shot rang in the ears of all the men in the room, and all stood still as they watched the man twitch, bent over slightly and remain still as his body swayed and fell over, thudding to the floor and sending a cloud of dust across the floor. The other man panicked, his eyes darting from his comrade to his boss, sweat forming instantly on his brow from fear.
The boss locked eyes on the still remaining man, holstering his gun. "Now then, you look ere, no one, and I mean NO ONE! frecks with the Gregory Brothers, ya hear?! You're lucky that Jimmy doesn't know his shipment was messed with and we replaced the damaged parts before he gets here, otherwise I'd pass you on to him and get you to explain it to him!" He paused, eyes still locked on the man as the other men got to their feet. "So here's what you're gonna do, you're gonna find out where that ship is headin, you're gonna go there, you're gonna find them, and when you do, you give my little brother a call and tell him where they are. Ya hear me!!?"
The man stuttered, holding his hat in his hands which he was now crushing through fear. "Yes Boss, I'm on it, I won't let you down, I'll find the scumb..."
"GET LOST" The boss yelled, before the man could finish his sentence. The man quickly nodded, turning and racing for the stairs, almost tripping as he clambered up, closing the door with a loud thud as he fled.
The Boss, sat back down, flipping the ends of his coat out so they wouldn't get pinned by his own weight.
"Boss?" One of the poker players inquired, waiting for his boss to look at him before continuing and joining him at the table again. "You sure Damien is up for this? You know what happened the last time you let him go on his own"
The Boss laughed "Damien will be just fine, in fact, I want him to go ape all over those thieving bandits. No one messes with a Gergory Brother and gets away with it.
New Villian Dossier found