(Quintiles 22, 59 / 10:01PM)

Deep in the south central part of Lagefor, lies a large building in the suburbs.

Around the area, homelessness, gangs, and prostitutes scattered over the many blocks of the ghetto, a common sight to see horse and shark gangs at night drinking and smoking.

Of the building that was surrounded by nothing but poverty-driven houses, laid a three-story, multi-complex building similar to that of an office.

It looked to be an apartment complex but without the outside balconies or stairs. Seeing all this from a bird’s eye view, a helicopter was hovering as their blades caused ripples through the air from many blocks away.

(Boris through the Radio) How is the helicopter going for you Diego?

(Diego) I could handle it, unlike a certain somebody…

(Boris through the Radio) Oh please, it was one time!

(Gary) Still, you had to buy a new helicopter because of it.

In the cockpit, Diego and Gary laughed raspingly as they remembered Boris’s failures. With both of the men using headphones to communicate with Boris on the other side of the radio, there was also another pair that was on the passenger side of the helicopter, both of them on each side with a mounted turret attached to it.

(Fred) This turret is pretty big for flying aviation…

(Stan) Not as big as that Gatling gun from two years ago.

Fred was seated at the right side of the chopper, followed by Stan seated at the left. As Fred looked down towards the building, his face remembering the hellish night of staying alive physically and mentally, he saw the brown van that was parked outside near it.

(Fred) Hey, tell Gary that he has poor eyesight because I see the van.

(Stan) Hey Gary, Fred says you have shit eyesight!

(Gary) What! Tell Fred that he could suck my fat—

(Diego) Hey, quit it, man.

Smacking Gary’s head, Gary looked over at Diego, his eyes sharpening as his fists started to clench. Diego, who was focusing on the building, noticed from his peripheral vision that Gary had his fists already balled up.

(Gary) I could fight one mano to mano in this cockpit right now!

(Diego) Come on man, I just want you to focus.

(Gary) I don’t care! You and Fred could just suck it!

(David) Can you guys just shut up, your chat can be heard publicly…

Hearing that their convo was being heard by who knows how many Dark Angels members, Gary started to slouch as he covered his eyes.

(Gary) Who was listening to our conversation?

(Boris, Jenny, David, Jerry, Stan, Fred, Gwen, Benn, Jack, Miles, Loraine, Hope) Me.

(Diego) Damn, that was pretty much everyone…

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Slouching even more, Gary looked away into the skyline of the city, his eyes focusing on the busy lights that shone in the downtown district of the city. With the city having not so many issues compared to six years ago, Gary had a sense of relief wash over him.

Keeping his head locked in there, Diego decided to speak to David on the public radio, his voice filled with concern while paying close attention to the front gate.

(Diego) Just a question. How do you know this plan might work?

In the van, David, who was in the driver’s seat and had his legs on the dashboard, spoke and raised the headphone mic to his mouth.

(David) Trust Luna, I know she’s durable enough for the job.

(Jerry) Hey, don’t forget Luke. You’ve seen him in action before, I mean, he’s the one who thought of this plan.

(David) Luke? You know out of all of us, he is the weakest in terms of offense. He could handle himself, but it’s way too risky to put a lion in a raptor den.

(Jerry) Same risk as putting a tiger in a mouse den.

Jerry, who also had his feet on the dashboard, was sitting right next to David on the passenger side. Looking at each other with neutral eyes, they both continued to stare into the building’s entrance.

(Jerry) Hey David…

(David) Yeah?

(Jerry) Do you still miss your wife and two daughters?

David continued to look into the building’s entrance, his face unfazed as his hands gently shook. Not looking at Jerry at all, David took a sip of his water he brought the drink up to his mouth and gulped it down.

(David) What type of question is that?

(Jerry) Well, do you?

Jerry also continued to look into the building’s front gate, his eyes glancing at David as he placed his hands on the back of his head. David, turning his head towards Jerry, looked into Jerry’s eyes as his voice started to break softly.

(David) I still miss them … but.

David then turned back his head towards the front gate again, his voice cracking a little.

(David) At least I have a brat I can raise again.

Jerry looked at David with his eyes gently wide, his face making a small frown as he heard David’s voice break a bit. Pulling his feet and legs out of the dashboard, Jerry hunched his back while putting both of his elbows on his knees.

(Jerry) You know why I’m here David?

(David) Why?

(Jerry) My girlfriend went missing during the attack on Ticia. The last thing I ever heard of her was that she was in Clastine out of all places…

Jerry’s voice then started to break a bit when he mentioned Clastine. His hands holding an empty water bottle started to shake..

(Jerry) She was all I could’ve asked for, I would say even more than Jenny. Yet…

Jerry looked down, the water bottle now crushed.

(Jerry) The world didn’t let her be free…

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(Quintiles 22, 59 / 10:34PM)

(Blood Eagle Member #1) Why did those two decide to get busy at a time like this?

(Blood Eagle Member #2) Let them. If they get in big trouble by the boss, then it’ll be a big wake up call for them. Besides, the woman is in her early 20s.

(Blood Eagle Member #1) But he’s in his late 30s…

A knock was heard behind them.

Noticing that someone was at the door, they all turned towards the shortest blood eagle member.

(Blood Eagle Member #5) Hey doorman, go get it!

(Blood Eagle Member #10) I’m not a door man!

Despite his statement, he stood up from his seat and stomped towards the front door. Opening the door slightly, he saw two blood eagle members that were much taller than him, his face hinting a bit of sweat as he gulped down gently.

(Blood Eagle Member #10) H-Hear evil.

(Blood Eagle Member #3) Speak no evil.

Nodding his head, the blood eagle then opened the door wide, putting his body near the wall as he extended his hand to welcome in the past members. Two figures walked inside the room, noticing that the large room.

One of the members was tall and skinny, while the other was three inches short, having a curvy and appealing body, making the member very feminine.

The living room had two TV sets and three radio sets scattered across, as well as two massive couches and two jumbo coffee tables in the center.

The eight soldiers stared at the two members of the group, all tilting their heads with their hands on their chin.

(Blood Eagle Member #2) Hey, you two were unusually fast, yeah? I didn’t expect you to blow your lid off that fast.

The two remained silent as they saw the bags that were stuffed in gold. Seeing that the gold was confirmed, the two casually stood until a person of Jack’s age came out of the bathroom.

(???) Sorry if I’m late, but shall we begin?

The man was a few inches taller than the skinny member, and had wavy medium hair that was dark brown. He wore attire similar to that of everybody else, from the jacket to the shoes, but the he man wore no mask, as his face had freckles and brown eyes, with a button nose and long ears.

With the two blood eagles members standing near the door, the skinny member leaned his head closer to the curvy member.

(Blood Eagle Member #3) Are you ready Luna?

(Blood Eagle Member #4) Stop worrying about me Luke, I’ll be fine.