In Westside We Trust

[Jacket]

Jacket and De'ialia progressed through the playground structure to the highest point that overlooked the entire Deathblades playground and parts of the park. Their ice cream pops were already eaten before they decided to go upstairs. When they got to the top, the artificial sky over them was in a late Afternoon mood. There are a group of kids below them that wore the cosplay attire that was usual for them to wear. Their outfits ranged from their favorite cartoons, comics, manga, video games, and anime. They're roleplaying around the monkey bars and reenacting as if they were primes that built the Omniverse. The imagination was heavily involved with them and pretended that they were in a situation that would make them heroes for saving the day. Jacket looked down at the group of kids and so did De'ialia. She thought it was cute what they were doing, and that put a warm smile on her face.

"I wish that Westside could have the same positivity coming off from my friends down there," De'ialia spoke softly while Jacket tried to stop himself from having a smoke since he was around children.

The words that came out of her mouth made Jacket perk up a slight smile.

"Me too," Jacket responded quietly but the child Twi'lek still heard his response.

"What was the present you wanted to give me?" she questioned, looking up to him since De'ialia was half of Jacket's height.

"So, not too far from this park, there's a vehicle depot that the Orc Mafia is occupying now. It's basically a fleet shop where they repair cars and vehicles that are owned by the mafia. Someone spotted that they have at least several ice cream trucks there. They aren't just your run of the mill type normal Ice cream trucks you see on some corners of the street. The body of them was armored and heavily reinforced since the orcs use them to deal drugs and black-market equipment. I'm planning to make a stop by there and sneak into the facility to steal the truck for your gang. It would give you guys the upper hand on the streets even for Westside." Jacket explained his plan which built up excitement inside De'ialia.

"Oh, thank you thank you thank you! It's been forever that something extremely epic has come our way!" De'ialia replied barely keeping her hype inside and ran up to hug Jacket tightly as if he was like a big brother to her.

This surprised Jacket a little of her hugging him tightly, but he followed along with him wrapping one arm around her but not tightly. She regained her composure from hugging him by the and they stood there normally with a bright attitude.

"Sorry if I couldn't keep in my excitement." the twi'lek child giggled a little while Jacket accepted her apology.

They continued to gaze at the scenic view of the central park that had some civilians present on the sidewalks that were walking, exercising, or sitting on the benches. The forestry here was surprisingly green to Jacket since the park was located on a low tier. He thought this park wouldn't be living with the plant life and people. Jacket could see why the Deathblades felt safe here since they don't have to handle the threatening street life with their home grounds. It's always playtime here and seems like an orphan's paradise.