[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/PIvGkgx.png[/img][/center][indent][sub][COLOR=7ea7d8][sub][b]Location:[/b] Street Hotel ➟ Gala Fundraiser[/sub][/COLOR][/sub][/indent][indent][sup][right][COLOR=7ea7d8][sub][b]Mentioned: Alistar [@Alistar Sabbath]|| Interactions: Lev [@LostDestiny][/b][/sub][/color][/right][/sup][/indent][hr]
Every few moments as someone pushed to get passed Boris, he stood there like a pillar, annoyed and tired. He watched through the crowd blocking the exits as police arrived outside where the car crash occurred. Soon their attention would clearly turn to this chaos inside the gala. He pulled out his phone and searched through his contacts until he landed on Spencer. [color=7ea7d8]"[i]Need help.[/i]"[/color] was all he sent. He thought it best to not tell him what happened with his boss yet. 

He turned his head, body in the same position, to the two weirdos who as far as he's concerned, are the reason he got fired. In the midst of the chaos he watched as one of them raised his arms and began shouting in the room. [color=7ea7d8]"Grandmaster Ninja?..."[/color] he said mockingly under his breath. Under other circumstances he would have used the opportunity to throw a few 'accidental' punches their way... but they did pay him handsomely. So he just turned around and continued looking at his phone while the other masked heroes took care of the chaos. When spencer replied "sorry, busy" Boris groaned. He began shuffling around the crowd, looking for an opening so he can get out.

“The hell are you doing here, crooked cop? Better get out of here before your friends show up.”

[color=7ea7d8]"I'm not a cop anymore"[/color] Boris replied almost instinctively as he turned his head toward a familiar face, regretfully.

“Actually if you are getting out of here, take me with you.”

[color=7ea7d8]"You!"[/color] he slurred out in Russian. He walked up to Lev and pressed his finger firmly on his chest. [color=7ea7d8]"Of course the only other time I find myself in the middle of a freak-show with swords you are somehow involved." [/color]

As police sirens begun echoing in the background Boris looked around frustratingly, seeing Lev had definitely surfaced some anger Boris had been holding in for a while. 

[color=7ea7d8]"Can't you just blow up a hole in the wall like you blew out our cargo? I mean this time at least it would be useful and wont result in a mafia boss holding me by the neck for the rest of my life!"[/color] He gestured with his arm toward a walled section of the building in which no one else was around. 

[color=7ea7d8]"Go ahead, then we can get out of here, oh and while you're at it, maybe pay back the mafia for what we owe since you clearly can afford it"[/color] he said vaguely gesturing around [color=7ea7d8]"seeing as you can afford to meddle around with all these rich folk!" [/color]