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[b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Sunday May 21th, 2017[/h3][/center][center][hr] [@Sigil] [@Morose] [@Dragoknighte] [@Pundii] [@Scallop] [@Nallore][/center][hr][hr]

	Now now, don't get mad at me. It as bound to happen sometime. It had been far too long since one of you had to weep for your fallen here. The dice are tossed, the numbers fall where they may, and today they fell on Snake Eyes. Bow your heads.... More than one of you have just entered the life beyond. 

	[b][i][color=ed1c24]Club AfterDark:[/color][/i][/b] "Yeah, probably a good idea," Relic said towards Mali as he waited for their food. He wanted to get out of there as soon as he could. The yelling was growing more intense. Ronnie looked towards Chloe and nodded, standing up. "Yeah, we're good. We can grab food later, or on the way," he said as he started to head out of the club. Freddie watching as they exited before standing up and looking at the Kitchen door. The yelling stopped and the woman came out, following the steps Ronnie had taken to leave out the front door. Freddie shook his head, at least that was over. Or so he thought. 

	As Ronnie made it outside and turned to speak to Chloe about where they were headed his brow perked up when he saw the woman exit not long behind them. Then everything slowly went into slow motion as the sound of tires squealing could be heard cutting around the corner down the street and an engine barreling towards them. Ronnie moved quickly, drawing his pistol and pulling Chloe close to him as he tried to dive down, the area getting bombarded with gun fire as the 73 Black Mustang sped past them. Bullets cut into Ronnie, into the woman who had just stepped out, into Chloe. There was nothing anyone could do. The area was so covered with gunfire, it was taking out the three standing there trying to move out of the way as well as many others waiting to get into the club. Screams were breaking out and before anyone knew it, it was over. A total of 17 were dead on the side walk.... Including Chloe and Ronnie...

	Relic stood up quickly as he heard the screams and the gun fire, going white as a sheet. "Let's get the fuck out of here, back door," he said before grabbing his bag. He wasn't waiting for a last meal. 

	[b][i][color=ed1c24]Justice Asylum:[/color][/i][/b] Cynthia chuckles as she sits back in a chair and spins around and around as her head flops back and she looks at the ceiling. "Well there is Ada, she is always there for me. Oh, then Riley and Chloe. They feed me and hang with me, or at least they used to. There is Roxanne, she likes to keep me from painting on the walls but she's okay. There was David but he died..." she said before closing her eyes. "It's happening again, death death, toil and trouble. Would you cut it out, let's not start this again. I didn't start it. I know we didn't. So why are you telling me to stop? Because you sound like a crazy person. Well we are a crazy person. Damn it..."

	[b][i][color=ed1c24]Classic Building 3D:[/color][/i][/b] [color=82ca9d]"More?"[/color] Marc more of stated than questioned, more of disbelief than actually asking if he had perhaps misheard Riley. What was Lawson doing with all of these? One bag would have been enough to report in, enough evidence to go after the man legally. With what he could see in this bag and the fact there were more still in the closet, Marc could only wonder if Lawson had actually been preparing for war at this point. Looking over towards Felix as he sketched down the object he nodded a bit. [color=82ca9d]"No, no cops. We don't know who is on the take and who isn't. The last thing any of us needs is to let whoever is behind this know what is going on or that we found it. We don't need a neon target on our backs,"[/color] Marc said as he started shoving the weapons back into the duffle bag. [color=82ca9d]"Alright, grab what you can, let's get these up to your place Riley, then I need to see those bodies,"[/color] Marc said as he slung the bag over his shoulder. He didn't want them lingering in the place any longer than they had to.