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Post by Leon on Jul 19, 2020 6:54:05 GMT
Leon would drag the kid he had by the face into the Lightning Tower Company building where he would be joined by three of his Raijin Clan suits to take over escorting the kid and Baba's capture to the top floor where they would be forced to sit in chairs and watched as Leon removed his suit jacket took off his gloves and rolled up his sleeves. Exposing a multitude of scars on his hands and fore arms.
He would walk over to a sink and wash his hands before holding his hand out and a glass with ice and a dark liquid would be handed to him. Taking a drink he would sit with the kids and stare.
"Talk, one at a time. I don't understand like you said. That irritates me, things that irritate me now a days, don't live very long."
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Post by Bright on Jul 22, 2020 19:17:13 GMT
The two boys stared back at Leon and in spite of all their attempts to put up a tough front, their gazes shifted around the room. They looked at each other, past Leon, at the ceiling and occasionally back at his face. The boy on the right tapped his feet and swallowed as he searched for words while the boy on the left scanned the walls. It didn't seem like they were being purposefully uncooperative. Rather, it appeared they were still in shock.
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Post by Leon on Jul 23, 2020 3:41:08 GMT
Watching them remain silent he would sigh and grab a thick wooden cutting board, a white rag, and start purifying and cleaning a large knife in a ceremonious way.
"How attached to your pinkies are you?"
He decided to ask while gingerly making practiced motions in the blade cleansing ceremony.
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Post by Bright on Jul 28, 2020 23:56:24 GMT
“D-dude come on!” The boy on the right finally stammered out, “We don’t have time to explain!”
The boy on the left gritted his teeth and stomped a foot on the floor.
“We’re not the ones your looking for!” He growled, “I’m telling you, if we’re tracked here within the next twenty minutes we’re done!”
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Post by Leon on Aug 1, 2020 19:10:44 GMT
Leon would stab the blade into the wooden cutting board and approach the one on the right.
"Then you have five minutes to explain, or I'll be dumping your dismembered corpses in a landfill that burns it's trash and no one will fucking find you."
Leon was done playing games, so he'd lift his right leg high over his head and drop the booted heel down on the right arm of the kid on the left to snap both bones in his fore arm.
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