Rameraz: You guys going to be stickin 'round for a while?
Joey: Yeah.
Ray: Sure, why?
Ramera: I'll tell you in a second.
Raphael: Sure.
Rameraz: Good. I wanted to show you something. Joey and I decided to give Maria 5k (Joey and Rameraz still have thier individual 5k, this is "mission money").
Marie walks in, holding a case. She puts in on the table and opens it. The case reveals to be holding a Tommy. She also reveals resourcefullness in revealing several extra clips.
Marie: I only want Rameraz using this, got it? *she takes an exceptional glower at Joey*
Joey: Alright, alright! I got it! Besides, I'll be concentrating on...other things.
Rameraz: Don't I know it...
Ray: We almost done here? It's getting boring.
Rameraz: This is why we came here. My sis can get the best prices in town. We have plenty of ammo for this Tommy now.
Joey: You can say that again.
Marie: Now, what are you doing?
Rameraz: Just a bit of revenge.
Marie: *huffing* You gonna get enough this sometime?
Rameraz: This might be my last.
Marie: Promise?
Ray: You know he can't.
Rameraz: *hearing a car pull up outside* What?! Noone else should be coming!
The gang runs out, Marie following behind, walking. They step outside to see several men stuffed in a car. Two men walk out. One startles Rameraz.
Rameraz: Bustov! (I'm no good at Russian name spelling...)
Bustov: *more rustic Pennsylvannian accent* Ah! You do remember me. *seeing Marie, removing his hat* Greetings, Marie.
Marie: What are you doing here?
Bustov: Is that any way to talk to someone who used to babysit you?
Joey: *glancing at Rameraz* What did he say?
Rameraz: He was a friend of the family. He taught me how to shoot.
Bustov: I taught you more than simply that.
Rameraz: *quitely to his group only* He's a big reason why my sis made this safe-area.
Bustov: What did you say, protoge?
Rameraz: Nothing. What are you doing here.
Bustov: Telling you that if you want to stay alive, don't come seeking revenge.
Joey: What are you talking about?! You know our code says we will!
Bustov: Those painters you gunned down were a group lead by the Painter.
Rameraz: The Mural?!
Bustov: You are always well informed. Well. Your band won't last two seconds on our grounds.
Ray is insulted by this statement. Afterall, he was famous for one-shot kills. He takes very quick aim at Bustov's eye and fires. He's surprised to see Bustove avoid it as if it were nothing. Rameraz looks directly at Ray and slaps his hand down hard. Ray is surprised by this, but sees that there are snipers ready to take him out. Marie, out of sight of Bustov and his boys, waves at them, and they lower their weapons. Even Marie has a well organized gang.
Rameraz: He's better than me! And I could have avoided that!
Ray: What?!
Rameraz: Bustov, we've got your point. You can expect to see us later.
Bustov: As you wish.
Bustov walks back to his care, but shakes his head at his other associate. That associate looks over the car, and then waves his hand. Rameraz looks directly at Joey who shrugs. Bustov and co. drive off.
Rameraz: Bustov is so good that he let me use him as target practice.
Ray: That's some training...
Rameraz: Soon...I was good enough to be his target. That's how we trained.
Joey: Seriously?!
Rameraz: We're both experts at one-shot kills. Yet...
Ray: How can we beat him?
Rameraz: Simple. Take the fight to him.
Joey: Great! Let's go!
Rameraz: One more thing. Those men we saw were likely specially hired for each one of you.
Raphael: What do you mean by that?
Rameraz: We'll have to fight an opponent who mirrors us. This will be a tough fight...
OOC: That's what I wanted to do. Sorry, I wanted to post earlier, but I couldn't get on. Now we shall have fun!
