Mark & Others

They weren't that bad, not really. Sure, they definitely were criminals, but compared to other branches of the Russian mafia, they were puppy dogs. They normally were quite merciful, at least under Mark Maxwell's watch. Well, they did kill sometimes, but only when they saw it necessary.

The leader himself walked down the sidewalk. Most people here knew him. He was The G-Man. While he wasn't really violent, he was indeed quite dangerous to those on his bad side. He gained a few nervous glances from a few people, but nothing more.

Alexander and Morgan leapt out from behind a corner as their leader walked. Mark stopped for a moment, but then continued as a way of saying "Follow me."

"Where we going, Doc?" Alexander asked ambitiously.
"To see somebody." Came Mark's simple reply.
"Oooooh..." Morgan whistled, "Somebody gonna get beat up by The Doctor!" There was a grin and a chuckle, but she gained no more than a nod from Alex and a sideways glance from Mark.

Shotgun and Boris followed close behind, doing their duties as guard dogs. If anybody thought about attacking their owners, they'd be the first to draw blood.

Selvyn & Larianna

Selvyn with Ciggerette in hand was not too far down from where the boss man and the other two were. He knew they would be following him when he got down to them. He glanced at his twin sis and smiled slightly. He heard Morgan speak and chuckled and shook his head slightly. Of course someones gonna get beatHe spoke. He took his last hit and flicked the rest away.

Larianna just stood and then turned to follow the group without a word. She wasn't much of a speaker.

Marson & Jackie were with Selvyn and Larianna like usual and they stayed beside them.

Mark & Others

Mark was lightly armed; he had nothing but a pistol, a knife, and his bare hands. But he didn't need a weapon to kill somebody. That's what made him dangerous. "There will be no beatings today. Fish, Selvyn. I'm sorry to deprive you of your joy of shedding blood." He paused, looking back at the group. "Unless the plan changes."
"Who is it?" Asked Alexander.
"Rook, does the name 'Volkov' ring a bell?"
Alex, or Rook as he was often called, stopped dead in his tracks. "Oh, man... I wish I never asked."
"Who, you mean the crazy sons of bitches?" Came Morgan's reply.
"Be quiet, Fish. They are my allies."
Alex mumbles something to himself, which sounded an awful lot like "They're not my allies."

Shotgun and Boris fell back to walk alongside Mason and Jackie. "Mark is in his "meeting" mood... This doesn't look good for whoever he's meeting." Boris stated in a low voice.
"He doesn't look very determined this time. Maybe it's just an interrogation." Shotgun replied, watching Mark carefully.
"I think we're both wrong." Boris suggested.

Selvyn

Selvyn frowned and then shrugged. Oh wellHe mumbled as he followed. He listened calmly and raised an eye brow.He carried a pistol. He didn't dare argue about no blood shed. He loved to fight.

Larianna didn't mind no blood shed. She wasn't one to like fighting but she still could be quiet vicious.So where we meeting them then?She spoke not that it matter to her she just didn't like being silent.

Mason and Jackie looked over and nodded. Yes this should be quiet interestingMason spoke and jackie agreed.

The Doctor; Rook; Fish

Mark chuckled a bit, which was rare for him. "Ah, you kids always was a little bloodshed." He didn't look back; he continued walking. The Volkovs, he knew, were a dangerous family. Forget about the mafia - those guys were vicious hunters. Viktor wasn't so bad. It was Dimitri and Adrian they had to watch out for. Viktor was the leader of The Wolf Pack, but Dimitri seemed to take over as the commander. He was almost as infamous as his father. "We're meeting them here." He turned a corner and entered a small bar. "It's closed, but I've got a friend who works here."
Rook raised an eyebrow. "A friend?" He asked, more sarcastic than anything. "That doesn't sound good."
"Ah, Rook, you need to learn somethin' about friends and enemies. Make a friendship - that is, a pact to not kill each other and nothing more - or be killed. Be friends or have another kid whose blood you need to clean up." Fish smiled a bit as she said this. Rook looked back and grinned. He liked the way she thought.
The Doc raised a hand to silence the younger gang members. "Don't talk about this in public." That was all he said. Then he sat down in a booth and waited. Rook and Fish were seated in another booth, trying not to make it known that they were with Mark.

"Haha, as always!" Boris said with a cheeky grin. "Humans are strange, but I love 'em."

Selvyn & Larianna

Selvyn smirked and chuckled. He did wonder what this meeting was about but took a seat in another booth with his twin sister. He was always good with not speaking about thing in public and would bring it to the grave with himself. His hands were folded together as he leaned back.

Larianna smiled and was silent.

Mason nodded. IndeedHe smirked his stub of a tail wagging.

Mark & Others

The trio sat there for a while, remaining silent for most of the time. It wasn't long before the allies would show up.

And they did. Dimitri arrived, slamming the door open. "Whoa, take it easy, Dimitri." Came a voice that didn't belong to Dimitri. It was Riley "Osprey" Texas. He had both an alias and a callsign; even Dimitri wasn't sure what his real name was. But who had a last name like Texas? He was a helicopter pilot for the Volkovs and their allies, and was usually - and also today - dressed in combat clothing.
"G." Dimitri said simply, looking at Mark pointedly. Mark raised his head.
"Ah, Dimitri. I understand you have a job for us."
"Da, that is correct." Came the Russian man's reply. He and Osprey sat down across from Mark, ready to hear who they were assassinating today.
Osprey, however, shot a glance at the twins. They must either be new or just now started coming along for the meetings. "New thugs, right?" He said with a grin. "Riley Texas at your service."

Selvyn & Larianna

He knew they would show soon. Doc wouldn't bring them here and make them sit for too long. Then the door slammed open and his eyes slightly narrowed. He watched them carefuly. They sat with Mark and he knew the man glanced at them but like usual made no notice accept to cock an eyebrow. A job? hmm this should beinteresting. He smirked slightly. Larianna remained silent.

Mark & Others

Mark remained still and silent, waiting for Dimitri to speak. Rook crossed his arms and rested them on the table. Fish leaned back. Osprey stood next to Dimitri, apparently a sort of servant to his friend. When Dimitri needed help, he either called Adrian, Benjamin or Osprey. This time, it was Osprey. In this twisted town, he figured out how to get a Sikorsky MH-53 - a "Pave Low" - complete with adequate armament: two miniguns.
"Damian is back." Dimitri informed simply. He seemed to show no emotion.
Mark looked up at him. "And you want us to kill him?"
Dimitri shrugged. "That would help, yeah." He showed a hint of sarcasm.
Rook looked over at Mark. "I say we take it, man." He suggested.
Mark paused. "...Yes." He replied. "We will take it."
Fish stood up and nodded to Selvyn and Larianna. "You ready to kick some ass?"

Selvyn

His lips twitched into a cruel smirk as they spoke of killing. One thing about Selvyn is sadly he craved to spill blood, he craved to kill. When fish spoke he only smirked.What you think fish?He smirked cruely. His muscles flexed as if showing them his meaning.. This out to be quiet funHe spoke looking at the group now. He so wanted to just go now.

Larianna smiled briefly. I suppose its inevitableShe spoke. She did like to fight she just didn't care for it.. What she enjoyed was teasing and seducing guys and right when they think their gonna have some fun with her well they were usually dead before they even got too far into her game.