@A5_ WICKED
(Yish!)
(Yish!)
(One everyone is on)
(I'm here for now)
Now)
Shard pops a bubble, a cigar in her hand as she sat at the meeting place. She was tired, and very pissed off. She needed sleep, but had to call an emergency meeting.
Hunter entered the room, glancing around warily as she fingered her knife.
Jordan vaults over the stair case railings, dropping to the next floor. He was running to the beat of a hardcore song with massive base.
Shard sighs, "When are those idiots going to get here? This is getting ridiculous." She mutters, looking around, as she shakes her head.
Hunter noticed Shard and walked over. "I'm here."
Cressida wandered into the room, hands in pockets. "Hey."
Jordan never got the command for a meeting and so he races out of the building all together
Shard takes another breath of smoke before looking around. "Took you two. Where are the others?" She asks, tilting her head. "I sent this as an emergency."
Hunter shrugged. "I don't know. I think maybe I saw Ace walking out of here."
"Yo guys." Evanna said as she entered, taking a swig from her bottle. "What's the problem?"
Jordan jogs out t the building's walls and starts to climb them
She looks up, raising a brow. "Honestly…" She sighs and leaps down from her perch. "We've got info on our rival gang. They're getting a little to comfortable with the boundaries. It's not good. We've already had one member come back a bleeding mess, they're in the hospital currently."
Hunter winced. "Alright. Let's bust up some bozos."
"Shit. Are we gonna crack their skulls?" Evanna grinned and cracked her knuckles, then finished off the last of her whiskey. "That sounds fun." She laughed and sat down cross legged on the floor, still laughing.
Jordan makes to the top of the building on the ceiling.
(Dude, he's rad and I kinda dig 'em)
(Thanks!)
Malik had stopped his motorcycle outside of the building, making sure it was in a darkened area before he stepped over it. He had almost forgotten to see the message Shard had sent, too caught up at his sister's house before he began to actually make his way over. He jogged over towards the building, holding his colorful helmet in the crook of his arm as he ran a hand through his dark hair. Hopefully, they wouldn't yell at him for being late.
"Hey, Malik!" Jordan calls from the roof
"H-hi, Jordan," Malik called back up with a short stutter of surprise, a small grin crossing his face at the sight of his friend. Jordan had made him a bit nervous when they had first met, though now he was glad to call them his close friend. "I'm not too late, am I?"
"Late for what?!"
"Meeting?" Malik called up with a small chuckle as he crossed his arms over his chest, squitning the eye he could actually see out of against the sun. "You didn't forget, did you?" He asked with a faint teasing tone.
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