the Mob

Mizzota feigned his elbow, and snatched the knife from his hand.
He took the Russian in a headlock, and turned the knife to his neck.
"Alright, now, give me those damn drugs, or I'll spill your guts on this spot..."
~BTw, let's say they went into a back office....~

~Btw your target's getting away~

~I know, that's why I'm trying to end the dialogue with Red X's character....😛~

~So your character just wants to wipe Clara off the face of the earth?~

~Well, sort of. First, he'd find a way to use her to meet up with the various Mobsters she'd met up with over the years, until he came to the guy that had his mentor whacked. Then he'd kill them both, (Clara and the guy).~

~...Hey, Say, Maybe M's and Vash could team up to freaken hunt down Clara?~ Vash kicked M's in the soft spot, " I dont even need these drugs, Russia is a fuc*ing boring place, Ill stay here and find something to do here, maybe a mob even... You need any job done?" asked Vash as he threw the drugs on the ground.

~Perhaps...😖hifty:~
Mizzota laughed.
"I was castrated when I lived in Japan. I need some work done, yeah. Come on, follow me."
He let the Russian go.

Clara sat on her motorcycle slipping her leather gloves on. She watched out for Julia just in case as she put her helmet on.

He shouted for the Russian to follow him-he still held the knife in his hand.
He saw the target-Clara-get on a motorcycle.
"Shit," he said under his breath. "Come on!" he yelled back at the Russian.

~Hehehehe...~

Vash nodded and followed M's

He ran up to the woman, and found himself at a lost for words-not because of attraction, but because of absolute hatred for her.
"Miss?" he asked.

Clara looked at the man. "What?" she asked blinking. No one ever just walked up to her. She had to be on her guard. What if this was one of Tony's men.

Julia was walking towards the cafe when she saw a hair salon.
'I need to change how I look.' She thought, walking into the salon. Julia died and styled her hair short and dirty blond. (I'll reattach the image)
She then looked at the mirror and was suprised at how diffrent she looked. Julia paid the woman and walked across the street to the cafe.

~WoW, what a nice word to say to a murderer! Its obvious she knows that you are hunting for her and that you just want to capture her and stick straws up her A$$~

~No offense or annything, But Julie changed into that outfit for like the 5th time... My head hurts from that picture.~

Originally posted by Tela
Clara looked at the man. "What?" she asked blinking. No one ever just walked up to her. She had to be on her guard. What if this was one of Tony's men.

~No she was in the clothes, not I did the hair~

Originally posted by Tela
Clara looked at the man. "What?" she asked blinking. No one ever just walked up to her. She had to be on her guard. What if this was one of Tony's men.

He still couldn't think of anything to say. So he did the only thing possible.
He punched her right in the face, knocking her out cold.
He called the Russian over, and him to help Mizotta reposition her on the bike.
He turned to the Russian, and he said, "Get on."
The three rode off into the city.

"So... What do we do with her?" asked Vash.

wow

Clara didn't even have a chance to react. He body was limp and leaned against the guy behind her for support.

Originally posted by MC John 117
He still couldn't think of anything to say. So he did the only thing possible.
He punched her right in the face, knocking her out cold.
He called the Russian over, and him to help Mizotta reposition her on the bike.
He turned to the Russian, and he said, "Get on."
The three rode off into the city.

~^^Edited post~

"We will take her to my safe house," he responded to the Russian. "Hey, d'you get the drugs?"