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Originally posted by Final Warrior
*Leon gets up, with his fully loaded Tommy.*
Leon: Hope you had a prosperous life. *Pulls trigger*
*Numerous gangsters are gunned down, never to get up again.*
???: Bravo.
Leon / Adam: Who are you?
???: Chris Koepler. Heard that you needed some people after the N.I.G.H.T.M.A.R.E. incident.
Adam: That was you?!
Leon: I was heading the team. Until they detonated the C14. Not much was left of the explosives squad... |
OOC: are you talking to me right with the "???" and Leon right?
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Chris Koepler looked around at the numeous dead bodies littering the sewer floor, many that he had known and had done business with. But that was in the past now and besides he thought, pulling out a pistol and pressing it to the head of one thug named Slick who whimpered in terror, some of these guys owed him money.
"O God!
Please don't kill me!!" The man screamed in fright. He grinned and pressed the trigger.
"O JES-" The boom of the gun abruptly cut the man off as blood oozed out from behind his head.
The ringing from the shot was in everyones ears as it became strangely silent in the curved, slimy hallway. Chris knelt down and searched the pockets of the recently deceased thug and pulled out several green bills and a small baggie of non-descript white powder.
"Now that
that business is out of the way," he said turning back to the two men, "You willing to hire me? Im connected and I can show you all the backroutes here in the Underground wherever you need to be." He holstered his chrome-plated pistol and pocketed the items he had pulled off the dead man.
Chris looked over the two well-dressed men. They were definitly not from around here but he had heard of them. Leon and Adam, that were their names he remembered from one of the news prints that occasionally filtered down here. He had seen their pics as they pulled off brazen illegal activities but always two steps ahead of everyone else in the business.