07-05-2017, 12:56 PM
"It's even worse than we thought."
Charlie was standing outside the Luxor with a few other Jacks, all of them tense and armed, waiting for something that might or might not come. Another sub lieutenant, Tommy Two-Shoes, was explaining to Charlie what he'd missed as the underboss returned from the disastrous patrol.
"The fucking bastards hit us in five separate locations, all on the outskirts. Not just orcs, too. Wookies and other stiffs, which means Gastropoda." Charlie groaned the groan of a man unaccustomed to groaning so much in so short a time. "The fuck did we do to piss off the Hutts? As if I didn't know." Tommy whistled to another group of Jacks standing around. "We'll find out."
~~~~A FEW DAYS LATER~~~~
Tommy pulled out a sheaf of papers, typed up neatly. They were back outside the Luxor, a constant guard now stationed outside for any other attacks on the heart of the Jack's territory. "Alright boss....here's what we got. I don't think it's anything we did specifically. The Westsiders been stirring that particular pot for a while now. Things came to a head, and the Slugs and Orks think we ain't big enough to slow 'em down. Open war, might as well knock the new kids off the playground, you dig, Charlie?"
The majordomo nodded and scanned the street as Tommy went on. "They hit Gino's on 18th, Fat Sam's Speakeasy on West 43rd, Diamond Dallas's on the east side, Sork Luchezo's cafe where you were, and the Top Hat. All on the edges, all during patrol times."
Tommy took off his hat and looked mournful. "We already lost a few. Audrey's did her best, and the new batch of Amaranth helped, but it wasn't enough. Those fuckin' Burners the orks is using kill quick."
Charlie said the words every leader hates using. "Give me the rundown. We got them all back home, right?"
Tommy looked at the list and started reading. "Eddy Locks is gone. Squid Salem too. Then we lost Kro'tan Vasilli, Ukat'iklan, and Siirno Kahn. Little Johnny, Big Johnny, Big Little Johnny, and Fuckin' Fat Mike all got taken out when their ride blew up. That's it for now, but..." Tommy stared down Charlie hard. "We're gonna lose more. This was just a wake-up call."
Charlie spat on the ground and locked the slide on his gun. "I know. Christ....the Boss needs to be here, yesterday. This ain't my decision to be makin'. What set them off, Tom?"
The lieutenant ruffled the sheaf of papers. "Seems like it was a Westside op gone wrong. Leader of the Deathblades took out...fuck. They hit the Narshada hotel and took out Voras the Hutt and his entire operation." His face fell as he continued reading. "Princess Hellstab. Fuck....poor kid. That shit shouldn't happen."
Charlie removed his hat as well, his lips grim. "They were kids, but they knew the score. It ain't playtime down here, Tommy."
The man continued, straightening his bowtie. "Yeah, yeah, I know....hmm. Shit. That broad who leads the Westside? Luci, I think? She's in rough. Put up a bounty on someone named Kuzura. Holy shit, 1000 OM?"
Charlie looked up. "Luci? Boss has been wanting to talk to her for a while....hmm." The majordomo paced for a good few minutes. "Alright. Here's what we do. I want double strength patrols from now on. Everyone watches each other's backs, and I want you to step up recruitment. Start canvassing neighborhoods again, I'm sure we got some fresh imports from up top. Let 'em know what it means to be a Gentleman."
Tommy nodded and turned to go back into the club. "One more thing." Charlie called after him.
"Yeah?" Tommy paused.
"Get Bobby Stabs and Jim. Tell them to assemble a protection squad. I want eyes on this Luci broad so we can tell the Boss when he gets back where she is."
Charlie was standing outside the Luxor with a few other Jacks, all of them tense and armed, waiting for something that might or might not come. Another sub lieutenant, Tommy Two-Shoes, was explaining to Charlie what he'd missed as the underboss returned from the disastrous patrol.
"The fucking bastards hit us in five separate locations, all on the outskirts. Not just orcs, too. Wookies and other stiffs, which means Gastropoda." Charlie groaned the groan of a man unaccustomed to groaning so much in so short a time. "The fuck did we do to piss off the Hutts? As if I didn't know." Tommy whistled to another group of Jacks standing around. "We'll find out."
~~~~A FEW DAYS LATER~~~~
Tommy pulled out a sheaf of papers, typed up neatly. They were back outside the Luxor, a constant guard now stationed outside for any other attacks on the heart of the Jack's territory. "Alright boss....here's what we got. I don't think it's anything we did specifically. The Westsiders been stirring that particular pot for a while now. Things came to a head, and the Slugs and Orks think we ain't big enough to slow 'em down. Open war, might as well knock the new kids off the playground, you dig, Charlie?"
The majordomo nodded and scanned the street as Tommy went on. "They hit Gino's on 18th, Fat Sam's Speakeasy on West 43rd, Diamond Dallas's on the east side, Sork Luchezo's cafe where you were, and the Top Hat. All on the edges, all during patrol times."
Tommy took off his hat and looked mournful. "We already lost a few. Audrey's did her best, and the new batch of Amaranth helped, but it wasn't enough. Those fuckin' Burners the orks is using kill quick."
Charlie said the words every leader hates using. "Give me the rundown. We got them all back home, right?"
Tommy looked at the list and started reading. "Eddy Locks is gone. Squid Salem too. Then we lost Kro'tan Vasilli, Ukat'iklan, and Siirno Kahn. Little Johnny, Big Johnny, Big Little Johnny, and Fuckin' Fat Mike all got taken out when their ride blew up. That's it for now, but..." Tommy stared down Charlie hard. "We're gonna lose more. This was just a wake-up call."
Charlie spat on the ground and locked the slide on his gun. "I know. Christ....the Boss needs to be here, yesterday. This ain't my decision to be makin'. What set them off, Tom?"
The lieutenant ruffled the sheaf of papers. "Seems like it was a Westside op gone wrong. Leader of the Deathblades took out...fuck. They hit the Narshada hotel and took out Voras the Hutt and his entire operation." His face fell as he continued reading. "Princess Hellstab. Fuck....poor kid. That shit shouldn't happen."
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Charlie removed his hat as well, his lips grim. "They were kids, but they knew the score. It ain't playtime down here, Tommy."
The man continued, straightening his bowtie. "Yeah, yeah, I know....hmm. Shit. That broad who leads the Westside? Luci, I think? She's in rough. Put up a bounty on someone named Kuzura. Holy shit, 1000 OM?"
Charlie looked up. "Luci? Boss has been wanting to talk to her for a while....hmm." The majordomo paced for a good few minutes. "Alright. Here's what we do. I want double strength patrols from now on. Everyone watches each other's backs, and I want you to step up recruitment. Start canvassing neighborhoods again, I'm sure we got some fresh imports from up top. Let 'em know what it means to be a Gentleman."
Tommy nodded and turned to go back into the club. "One more thing." Charlie called after him.
"Yeah?" Tommy paused.
"Get Bobby Stabs and Jim. Tell them to assemble a protection squad. I want eyes on this Luci broad so we can tell the Boss when he gets back where she is."
“I don’t wanna be a product of my environment. I want my environment to be a product of me.”