OK, so maybe I said or posted some brash things the other day, disowning is a serious thing and all, we all say shit we don't mean, get over it. Not my priority right now, though...
Cause someone's on edge, someone really hates me at the moment, someone in power. Either that or someone is following me...
Cause someone's on edge, someone really hates me at the moment, someone in power. Either that or someone is following me...
Between spying on those arms dealers, I had a little project on the side. Kyrylo and I, we were scoping out an electronics store for a couple of days, I figured we'd get a great take from it. Alarm system was rapid response, so we disabled it. We thought about going in at night, but Kyrylo likes doing crowd control. It seemed like our standard Wednesday robbery at first; we crashed our van through the doors, overwhelmed the place. We got the guy on the register to pay up, and the customers to hand over their wallets and valuables.
But then guess what? These heavily armed bastards from SOBR are suddenly pulling up outside in their own vans, all hopping on our dicks with their guns and shit.
Now I should probably explain something about Kyrylo. He has a Dying Man shard inside him, whom he calls Pchelka. Now, the case usually is that a bad shard possesses a kind-hearted guy. In the case of Kyrylo and Pchelka, a kind-hearted shard tried to possess an evil man. And Pchelka pretty much ended up as Kyrylo's bitch, having to do Kyrylo's bidding, heal him and possess other people and kill them for him. Hence why Alexandria was not able to kill him. Not to say Kyrylo wasn't pissed off; he was. Anyway, resisting a shard is what makes Kyrylo really remarkable to me, his crowd control tactics are boss, he's got an enthusiasm you won't find in anyone else.
And the moment he saw the SOBR dogs, he said to me, "Tyoma, you got any idea what kind of stuff must be in their vans? Military grade shit. We could fucking triple our take and have some good heat." Here's to you, Kyrylo. Now we have some fucking excellent weapons and one hell of a haul.
Now there's SOBR crawling all over the place, and military dogs, I can smell their stench from up here. I'm gonna find out who sent their asses up here, and then I'm gonna send them back down.
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