Start of the Slum Shakedown

[color=00aeef]"Eeeugh [i]like gall[/i]..."[/color] grumbled out a voice which was followed by scraping sound as nails were dragged across concrete. There was some jangling from a purse that had the barrel of a shotgun poking out. [color=00aeef]"I so [i]told[/i] Crystal that yanno, I had [b]other business[/b] to attend to, so like could she cover Porsche's shift instead of me."[/color] was grumbled out as the baseball bat was swung off from the ground and rested over the right shoulder of that lowlife goon named Mysva Kortis, but who most everyone just referred to as "Missy". She was dressed in a pair of cyan booty shorts, a white crop top with a bright orange 'KAHUNAS' plastered over her chest, and a pair of white flat-top shoes with an yellow pom pom over both toe caps of her shoes. While she was walking under a pair of dimming street-lights that crackled just enough to provide some light, Kortis paused for a moment and tilted her head.

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"So what was..."[/color] she mused to herself as she reached with her left hand into her back pants pocket to pull out a crumbled sheet of paper. Hastily the paper was opened as Missy secured the address. Smiling she returned the paper back to her pants as she walked two more blocks.

Coming across a land level apartment door she spied a doorbell. Missy tried to reach for the doorbell but failed in her first attempt. Raising up on her tippy toes she once again failed to reach the doorbell. With a sigh she simply banged her trusty-nail covered bat on the door. There was a moment of hesitation before the door opened revealing a human male with very scraggly hair, bloodshot eyes dressed in a worn hoody and jeans.

He slowly turned his head from side to side, "Pizza Dude? Where are you?" 

[color=00aeef]"Eyes down here lad."[/color]

Blinking the man glanced down at Mysva with his eyes focused on her chest. Missy simply stared up at the man, who was slowly cracking a smile as if he were realizing something. With his right hand thrust out he gave a thumbs up, "Niiiiiice Kahunas dudette! Didn't know they started doing pizza deliveries; Supreme with extra cheese and hotdog stuffed crust..." The man began salivating as Missy lowered her baseball bat.

[color=00aeef]"Golly gee!"[/color] giggled out Mysva Kortis, as she wiggled her bat around. [color=00aeef]"I soooo wish I could help you with that, but you gotta do one thing for me first Kay?"[/color] The man slowly began to nod as Missy cleared her throat.

Solemnly she made her announcement, [color=00aeef]"Mister Loganson, you made a wager on the Belwyn Ballers about three days ago with "Tap Shoes" O'Mulligan. Your loss on this particular wager has not yet made it to the esteemed O'Mulligan; this is a very disappointing thing."[/color] Loganson's eyes began to dilate as he was realizing the situation that was dawning upon him.

As he tried to shut the door there was a swift crack of the bat at Loganson's shins. The man collapsed and began to yowl out in pain. Missy squatted down and looked at the man. 

[color=0072bc][i]"I'm here to collect."[/i][/color] declared the dwarf as searched through Loganson's person for money.[color=00aeef] "As a courtesy reminder let it be known the rates are going up but you will have another chance to pay up your debts."[/color] She took his wallet and shoved it in her purse. 

[color=00aeef][color=00aeef][color=00aeef]"I'd go through your place buuuut..."[/color][/color][/color] she shrugged [color=00aeef]"I do have other clients to visit."[/color] Spitting on Loganson's body, Mysva walked away as that man continue to groan out in pain. After all she still had much more work to do.