The Mafias Who Read discussion

((Idk just so warehouse doesn’t get too crowded))

((wow))

cool))

((lol))

Swagger lead the way to the training room, stretching a bit.

"Alright, alright, what do need help on?" Swagger asked, resting on some bench nearby.

((Brb...back in Monday))

*JustMeMichelle wrote: "Harper thought for a moment, if her father was still alive he'd consider her bent out of shape. She decided she'd start with something basic,
"How about hand-to-hand combat?""

Swagger stared at her for a long time before gulping. "Oh, okay. With or without boxing gloves?"

"That...doesn't make sense, but alright." Swagger stretched, yawning.

"Practice." Swagger repeated, looking for the boxing gloves. "Don't tell me you're a boxer." He joked.

Swagger turned around when she said nothing (and when he found gloves. "I ain't hearing anything." He asked. Whispered, more like it.

Swagger stared for a long while. "Sure. Let's hop in the ring."

Swagger jumped in the ring, eager to show Harper he isn't some cheerleader.

"That's the idea." Swagger grumbled, walking slowly to Harper with arms up to his head.

((Lol, this is how me and my friends fight. 😂.))

((xD so did you wanna continue or rp?))

((I'm truly sorry, but I'm gonna be gone for the summer))

Bruno walks in.

"hm"

Tadashi walked in.

"oh hey tadashi"
T:"hello boss"

"got any news"
T: "harper and swagger are on a date"
"oh i see"

(Tadashi! Stalker, much?)

XD))

Bruno and tadashi headed back to the main room.

Chase entered the room, looking around. He didn’t come here often, preferring to train at home.

Maria walked in carrying a small bag.

Chase decided to use the small target in the corner, perfecting his knife throwing. It was a bit over the top, all things considered, and was more of a skill than a practical defense. He was pretty good at it, landing all of his knives within the target and a couple in the red.

Maria pulled multiple knives out of the small bag.

Chase looked over as she did so, curious about her skill level. “Want to join?” He offered, setting up another target.

She then shrugged and walked over.

Chase reclaimed his used daggers and went back to the line drawn on the concrete floor, quaint f for Maria to join him. He didn’t want her to be near the targets, though he was confident in his ability not to hit her, it was more just paranoia (he’d accidentally grazed Lee’s arm one time, and was still mentally scarred from the aftermath of that)

Maria counted her knives before looking at the target.

Chase threw his first knife, watching as it hit close to the bullseye. Not perfect, but better than most. He nodded in satisfaction, continuing with the rest of his knives.

Maria threw the knives and made a circle around the bullseye.

Chase whistled, impressed. “Do you do this often? Is it your preferred weapon, or just a hobby?”

Maria then replied with, "affirmative knives are the easiest weapon to use and collect"

Chase nodded in agreement. “They’re my favorite, but I’m not too good at using them in the field. I find guns easier. Which is a pity, considering how stealthy knives are in comparison.”

Maria threw one last knife into the center of the circle.

Chase went to collect his, then stashed them in his bag and pulled out a gun instead, keeping the same target.

Maria removed her knives.

Chase priced even more adept at the gun, getting a bullseye with each bullet. He grinned, snapping a picture of it to send to Lee. They had an ongoing computation on marksmanship.

Competition *

Maria dropped the knives back into her back before closing it.

Chase turned to Maria. He didn’t enjoy standing in a quiet room, he was a talker. But in this line of work, there wasn’t much one could talk about. Pasts, futures and home lives were taboo, and he knew better than to broach the subject with this frankly terrifying woman. Instead, he asked, “want to go see if we can get anything out of the prisoner?”

Maria picked her bag up before saying, "affirmative"

Chase smirked. “Let’s get going then.”

((Idk where to do this. Do we have a place designated for stuff like this?))

((Let’s use the arena, idk what it was used for in the past but it sounds like an acceptable place to put a prisoner lol))

ok)) Maria headed off.

Chase headed to the arena, where the prisoner was being kept.