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<blockquote data-quote="Kevin Perrine" data-source="post: 1757962" data-attributes="member: 20347"><p>Bullet looked and saw a strawberry headed, freckled face boy holding a bleeding arm.</p><p>Bullet stared for long moments seeing his own son in the boy’s face. Emotion lanced icy hot through the pit of his stomach. Yet he kept his features a stoic masque. <span style="color: Blue">“Damn…” </span> he said quietly. His grip slackened slightly on the death-grip he held...</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>the place</strong></p><p>Hell's Kitchen, </p><p>New York, NY</p><p>outside O’Grady’s an Irish-American eatery</p><p>late evening [local time], 2004</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong><span style="color: plum">“Drop that man NOW Bullet!!!” </span> </strong> </p><p>came a voice slicing though the air.</p><p></p><p>Dwarfing other grown men crossing the threshold of O'Grady's, the man-mountain showed weight but not unkept. Dressed in the finest of linens, he projected control and even an earned royalty in his strength.</p><p></p><p>There was no mistaking, Bullet was being addressed by Wilson Fisk... the so-called "Kingpin of Crime". Bullet's history was littered with his affiliation with this humble fish-merchant. </p><p>The knew one another.</p><p>And no matter Bullet's training and physical prowess he could rest assured if the fatman was making a presence here at this moment it had some meaning...</p><p></p><p>Glancing around Bullet could see the crowd from the eatery slowly emptying from the commotion behind the large crimeboss - intermixed no-doubt were a force of bodyguard and other "enforcers".</p><p></p><p>Then Fisk crossed the line </p><p>the one that he'd only crossed on one other occassion with Bullet............</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong><span style="color: Plum">"ahhh... the child...... so innocent, why he could even be a playmate of young Lance - could he not Mr. Bullet?"</span></strong></p><p></p><p>Business is business.</p><p>And personal is personal.</p><p>Fisk's involvement must very serious in this matter..........................</p><p>as the huge man cracked his knuckles gripping his oaken walking cane.</p><p><span style="color: White"><span style="font-size: 12px"><strong>KRRAK, sNAK, KRACK, K-KRRKK, KRRAK, sNAK, KRACK, K-KRRKK.....</strong></span></span></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Gray">In the background just as one would assume, the Kingpin's goons - mostly ex-special forces troops with the occasional thug climbing the ranks all looking to make names for themselves. All ready to "take out" any objective at a moment's notice. They would act mostly as the diversion if this were to go poorly. Hopefully it would not go poorly...</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Kevin Perrine, post: 1757962, member: 20347"] Bullet looked and saw a strawberry headed, freckled face boy holding a bleeding arm. Bullet stared for long moments seeing his own son in the boy’s face. Emotion lanced icy hot through the pit of his stomach. Yet he kept his features a stoic masque. [COLOR=Blue]“Damn…” [/COLOR] he said quietly. His grip slackened slightly on the death-grip he held... [B]the place[/B] Hell's Kitchen, New York, NY outside O’Grady’s an Irish-American eatery late evening [local time], 2004 [B][COLOR=plum]“Drop that man NOW Bullet!!!” [/COLOR] [/B] came a voice slicing though the air. Dwarfing other grown men crossing the threshold of O'Grady's, the man-mountain showed weight but not unkept. Dressed in the finest of linens, he projected control and even an earned royalty in his strength. There was no mistaking, Bullet was being addressed by Wilson Fisk... the so-called "Kingpin of Crime". Bullet's history was littered with his affiliation with this humble fish-merchant. The knew one another. And no matter Bullet's training and physical prowess he could rest assured if the fatman was making a presence here at this moment it had some meaning... Glancing around Bullet could see the crowd from the eatery slowly emptying from the commotion behind the large crimeboss - intermixed no-doubt were a force of bodyguard and other "enforcers". Then Fisk crossed the line the one that he'd only crossed on one other occassion with Bullet............ [B][COLOR=Plum]"ahhh... the child...... so innocent, why he could even be a playmate of young Lance - could he not Mr. Bullet?"[/COLOR][/B] Business is business. And personal is personal. Fisk's involvement must very serious in this matter.......................... as the huge man cracked his knuckles gripping his oaken walking cane. [COLOR=White][SIZE=3][B]KRRAK, sNAK, KRACK, K-KRRKK, KRRAK, sNAK, KRACK, K-KRRKK.....[/B][/SIZE][/COLOR] [COLOR=Gray]In the background just as one would assume, the Kingpin's goons - mostly ex-special forces troops with the occasional thug climbing the ranks all looking to make names for themselves. All ready to "take out" any objective at a moment's notice. They would act mostly as the diversion if this were to go poorly. Hopefully it would not go poorly...[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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