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[b][i][u]DDD "Hotsprings" Location, Foreigners' Pit[/u][/i][/b][/center]

[color=f7941d]Wind? No... it isn't windy today...[/color]

Of course not. It was something else, his hand was on the doorknob and in less than ten seconds, the snapping, breaking and slightly audible bending of metal could be heard as well as the after-groans of his suits' screams. He quickly pulled out the third pistol from somewhere, the dud, a piece of intimidation should this meeting go wrong.

He looked around, every single gun broken in half just by the sheer strength of a...

[color=f7941d]...monkey in a pompadour?[/color]

Standing there in disbelief, Enzo was denying the fact that Gin- no... I don't think that name is appropriate- [b]FUJIMURA[/b] was able to move as fast as a Servant and break hard-cased iron/steel material with nothing but his hands. Although nothing about him looks like a Servant, he doubts that Servants even wear those kinds of clothes or have that kind of hairstyle...

...then again he's seen the other Servants through Piper's eyes...

Enzo studied him, top to bottom and could only attempt to stare through those shades of his. With a disappointed shake of the head and the "tch" that followed, he lowered the dud and holstered back into his waistbelt. [color=f7941d]"No. I don't plan on raiding the springs, I was, however, planning on defending myself if the meeting is in chaos but... it seems you broke my men's only weapon of self-defense.[/color] His glare intensified, he didn't know what this freak of nature is but he wasn't going to let some monkey take out a rather expensive investment back home. His father would be furious. [color=f7941d]"I really do hope you find a way to pay all of those revolvers, unless you don't mind to have lead inside every crevice of your body. Whatever-you-are."[/color]

Well there goes the name, talk about a waste.

As he left, giving him a pat on the back he made sure to send a mental note to Piper just to keep an eye on him. He gestured his men to huddle up and gave one of the only pistols over to the nearest man as they awaited entry. 

A high-pitched voice came from below them and he noticed the penguin. Odd. Why would a penguin be all the way out here? Then it talked.

[color=f7941d]A familiar. Weird choice.[/color]

Now that he looked at it closer it seemed to be nervous. Was "it" intimidated by them? Hardly... must be that Gin fellow...

[color=f7941d]"Are you here to greet us on our way in? No need to worry, one of your guests took out most of our weapons meant for self-defense."[/color]


[@Sageage] [@Breo] [@ManyThings] [@Reflection] [@Phonic]

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[center][h1][color=A0522D]Cassandra Geneva[/color][/h1]

[h2][color=f26522]Levito Crime Family Lieutenant[/color][/h2]

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[b][u][i]Native District, Source of the Riots[/i][/u][/b][/center]

Cassandra just recently forced a family back inside their house right after shooting a father in the shoulder. Filled with fear, they locked the door in front of them, a loud slam following it. [color=A0522D]"There we go. Alright, everyone let's quell the other side and-"[/color] The lieutenant was interrupted by a limping man filled with bruises, bruises that aren't anywhere near an average man's hardest punch. It's as if a building toppled down on him and he somehow survived or maybe a speeding car rammed him over twice.

[b]"MADAM GENEVA! WE HAVE PROBLEMS!"[/b] Screaming both in fear and in pain with his rifle cracked and pistol bent beyond repair, Geneva ordered whatever group she was with to help him up for a little bit. [color=A0522D]"What happened?"[/color]

[b]"I-It's the Yakuza! I don't know what kind of drugs they were on but they hit like a truck! And they have these weird paper-things! They hit hard like someone's throwing a boulder at you! It ripped my fucking gun in half and-"[/b] Held in a sleeper hold by Geneva he calmed down, eyelids slowly closing up as he was hushed by the angel of gunsmoke. She gestured whatever men near her to take him back to the safehouse. 

[color=A0522D]"Alright boys. Remember when Enzo's friend gave us a power-up as well? I think it's time we put that to good use, we're fighting fire with fire."[/color]

Of course, she had to change. This dress isn't battle-ready.

[@floodtalon] [@Cu Chulainn]