Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20170320024500/@comment-25924729-20170712130131

"Heh... cool it girlie. I'd say its best to shut up, then maybe we won't cut out yer tongue." the pipe wielding thug said, looming over the girl in an intimidating manner.

Below them, Dalton let out a groan, dizzy, helpless... His mouth tasted of blood, and a painful ringing screeched in his ears. They had to escape this room somehow, but it seemed impossible, not like this, outnumbered, injured. Desperate, he tried to think, but a lance of pain shot through his skull, numbing everything else.

"I am waiting." Riley urged.

"Alright, i'll talk..." Dalton sighed, a note of surrender in his voice.

Through fits of coughing and pained growls, he told them everything. About the elusive gang he worked for, the plot to overthrow Riley's gang, his role in spying on their men. Throughout his confession, Dalton made it very clear Ixina was innocent. That there was no reason to hurt her for his sins.

As he spoke, hearing his own words, Dalton's thoughts were grim.

If the GHS ever heard about this, he was a dead man. Snitches were dealt with harshly in the underworld; and worse... Ixina was listening, she would probably hate him for this, but if there was even the slightest chance his lover would survive tonight, Dalton would do anything, loyalty to his gang be damned!

Through it all, Riley listened wordlessly, as if thinking and weighing his options. The thugs bristled behind him, but wouldn't attack until they received the word. Finally he spoke "Hmph, looks like those rats want trouble with us. Let's send them a message, the MJs dont like being messed around."

His words were greeted by cheers of approval by the thugs. Riley smirked and gestured to Dalton and Ixina. "Tomorrow Austen finds their heads on his doorstep. Make it happen, Slug."

The club wielding thug, "Slug" nodded. Pulling a large knife from his belt, he loomed over Dalton, prepared to carry out his grisly job. The other members leaned in, eager to watch. For a moment, Ixina was forgotten, shoved to the back of the crowd, unnoticed. A perfect chance...!

(Badass Ixi in 3, 2, 1...)