09-15-2014, 10:51 AM
The three of them were up against one of the walls, though he was most out front. Ayden had her hand on Sasha's shoulder and was trying to talk their way out of it. Well, her and Sasha's way anyway. He didn't blame her. He'd'a done the same thing. It was his problem after all. Thing is, these girlies didn't know what they just became part of this, being with him. Bas getting himself offed, these girls getting raped or whatever, well that would send a message. That was part of the game. He felt a little bad about that. Wasn't their fault, really. They had been nice.
Well, nothing was gonna happen to them. He'd make sure about that. Goin out with him meant they were under his protection. Simple as that. Ain't no one under his protection gonna get jacked. Period. End of story. Putting on his best insolent grin- hiding the fact that rage burned in his eyes- he said, "Listen dickhead. If you don't leave right now, this is gonna get really really bad for you. I promise you I will fuck you up."
The steel of Boris gun struck the side of his face and he staggered. He cold feel the blood trickling down the side of his face.
"I don't think so, asshole. We got you dead to rights. And you're gonna wish you were dead when we're done with you." Then a leer at the girls. "And then maybe have a little fun with your friends. Let Mordvinov know how shit goes down." The other two laughed, licking their lips.
Bas smiled tightly and prayed. The power flooded him. He really wanted to do this with his fists, but three guys with guns was a bit much, even for him. In any case, he send a thread of fire into Boris' gun, heating it up quickly so that it was red hot. The prick dropped it. The other two swung their heads at him, at the smoking gun, asking him what he was doing. Bas wasted no time in heating up their guns as well. Only seconds had passed before all three were on the ground.
A massive bat of air slammed them into the concrete wall behind them, heads cracking, and then Bas sprang forward at Boris, fists flying. The stunned man simply had no defense and he went to the ground. Bas then rounded on one of the other guys, still staggering, and he dropped. The third guy had recovered enough to grab Bas from behind, pinning his arms. He was a bear of a man and Bas couldn't free himself. Bas reared his head forward and back with all his strength, head-butting him in the nose, feeling it crumple on the back of his head. The man stumbled back and Bas hit him in the nose again and again with his fist. He felt something crack in his hand. That did it. If it hadn't been broken before it was now. Oh well. The guy went down and Bas solidly kicked him in the ribs with his boot, feeling them give, hearing the satisfying crunch. For good measure he went to the Boris and the other guy and did the same.
When he turned around, Ayden and Sasha were looking at him with what he guessed was surprise. He felt a little sheepish. "Sorry about that ladies. Just some guys I work with. You know how arguments over customer poaching can get."
He smiled. "You okay?"
Edited by Sebastian, Sep 15 2014, 10:59 AM.
Well, nothing was gonna happen to them. He'd make sure about that. Goin out with him meant they were under his protection. Simple as that. Ain't no one under his protection gonna get jacked. Period. End of story. Putting on his best insolent grin- hiding the fact that rage burned in his eyes- he said, "Listen dickhead. If you don't leave right now, this is gonna get really really bad for you. I promise you I will fuck you up."
The steel of Boris gun struck the side of his face and he staggered. He cold feel the blood trickling down the side of his face.
"I don't think so, asshole. We got you dead to rights. And you're gonna wish you were dead when we're done with you." Then a leer at the girls. "And then maybe have a little fun with your friends. Let Mordvinov know how shit goes down." The other two laughed, licking their lips.
Bas smiled tightly and prayed. The power flooded him. He really wanted to do this with his fists, but three guys with guns was a bit much, even for him. In any case, he send a thread of fire into Boris' gun, heating it up quickly so that it was red hot. The prick dropped it. The other two swung their heads at him, at the smoking gun, asking him what he was doing. Bas wasted no time in heating up their guns as well. Only seconds had passed before all three were on the ground.
A massive bat of air slammed them into the concrete wall behind them, heads cracking, and then Bas sprang forward at Boris, fists flying. The stunned man simply had no defense and he went to the ground. Bas then rounded on one of the other guys, still staggering, and he dropped. The third guy had recovered enough to grab Bas from behind, pinning his arms. He was a bear of a man and Bas couldn't free himself. Bas reared his head forward and back with all his strength, head-butting him in the nose, feeling it crumple on the back of his head. The man stumbled back and Bas hit him in the nose again and again with his fist. He felt something crack in his hand. That did it. If it hadn't been broken before it was now. Oh well. The guy went down and Bas solidly kicked him in the ribs with his boot, feeling them give, hearing the satisfying crunch. For good measure he went to the Boris and the other guy and did the same.
When he turned around, Ayden and Sasha were looking at him with what he guessed was surprise. He felt a little sheepish. "Sorry about that ladies. Just some guys I work with. You know how arguments over customer poaching can get."
He smiled. "You okay?"
Edited by Sebastian, Sep 15 2014, 10:59 AM.