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Post by Leon on Jul 21, 2021 4:46:00 GMT
One of the many pleasure docks as they are called, where you can find your vegas like entertainments at a space station, filled as usual with the sounds of games, people laughing, and the occasional shout of joy. Gamblers being the most common type of person in the station, though others were possible. This station was owned by the Shwarz Family of the Raijin Clan, with the current Chairman in jail, everyone knew the Shwarz Family was most likely to become the new Chairman, so there were high spirits among the workers and many specials were being thrown around like free stays at the luxury hotels and free spins at the roulettes, and bonus chips when exchanging at the tables.
All the fun and static in the air would suddenly shift as multiple doors were blown off their hinges and smoke filled the rooms. Fire systems kicked on with foam and sprinklers blasting everywhere. Just as suddenly the noise would become unbearable as alarms blared and gunfire sounded. Lights turned off except for a few neon strands every here and there. Someone was making a move and attacking the pleasure dock. Didn't seem to matter if it was Shwarz Family mafia people or civilians, everyone was a target.
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Post by Ayden Black™ on Aug 24, 2021 23:01:04 GMT
"For the last time, I don't want to play any slots. I'm just here to refuel."
I waved off one of the attendants, as I made my way through my 10th plate of complimentary wings. Ignore the fact that my ship had been finished refueling hours ago. Besides that wasn't the real reason I came here. Throw around a couple bighead Raijin names and the free food doesn't stop coming. That was until the doors flew off the hinges and the sprinkles ruined the rest of my wings.
I grabbed the attendant that had been nagging me as I kicked over my table, using it cover the two of us as the gunshots rained towards us. I pulled out a black half mask and put it on before unzipping my bag to pull out a bokken.
"Time to get to work. Remember you owe the Sudeki family one, specifically Zhang Yong Bei. Got it?"
I didn't wait for an answer before grabbing a nearby chair and throwing it in the direction the gunfire came from. As soon as the chair left my hand, I dove behind another upturned table.
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