Selling drugs in Area 23 was child's play for Levi by now. The people, if they could still be considered that, had abandoned all hope of their world improving. Their dreams and hopes crushed in the dumps they have lived so long in. As they grew older and realized there was no hope, they would decide to waste away their money on whatever drugs they could afford. This is where Levi comes in, selling drugs to maintain living just a bit higher up than these poor bastards. He would sell them powerful ones like acid or LSD to entrance them away from the sad and cruel reality they lived. It was the only way Levi knew of how to help them. Every time he would "visit" Area 23, he would returned home depressed. Reality was callous and unforgiving. While those slobs called the government and those rich assholes with no taxes would enjoy their games of golf and their fine dining, here were the poor treated likes stepped in gum, sick, hungry, and wasting away on drugs just to feel some sort of happiness. His mother used to tell him "Sadly in this world, there are those who are worth more than others and we are not them". However, he did not believe in worth, he believed in assholes and he was not one of them.
The transition from Area 23 to Disno was not much of an ample change. Disno was as shitty as Area 23, just a bit cleaner and less disease ridden. Bad thing about Disno was that there was more thugs and gangs. No one ever messed with Levi though. They were aware that he was not someone they wanted to mess with, nor even get glared at by and Levi typically did not get involved with them either. He would go his way and let them go their's - no questions asked, no interaction. However, today they were picking on a kid, maybe around his age, in some disgusting alleyway. Now don't get Levi wrong, he isn't a social justice type of person and he is most definitely not a hero. He has seen gangs pick on and basically kill (he has never stayed long enough to find out) people all the time. Yet this kid had a magnetic pull on him. It must have been his booming blue eyes. Levi was a sucker for blue eyes.
"Hey," he said coolly. Eight pairs of eyes turned to face him. One of them had his hand clutched around the kids shirt, but as Levi adressed them the man tossed him to the side. Levi was hoping the kid would run, but he just stared at Levi in worry. Almost asking Levi what he was doing with his wide - very blue - eyes. "Whatcha want? Can't you see we are busy?", one asked roughly. "I want you to leave the kid alone," he drawled. The three laughed out loudly as if Levi had just told them the funniest joke in the world. Levi's expression did not change and they stopped laughing immediately. "You're serious?", one dubiously inquired. In a blink of an eye, Levi had already knocked out one of the three with a severe punch to the side of the head. Levi never could stand those films in which a person threatened the typical bad guy long enough to have them get an advantage. He bore his eyes menacingly at the other two. "Leave or I swear I'll kill you," he horrifyingly droned out. The other two raised their hands as a stand-in for a white flag and fled.
As he watched the two others flee, he strutted towards the kid and knelt down to examine the other's injuries. The boy had a deep cut by his eyebrow and a broken nose. "You'll live, but if you come with me I can patch you up a bit," he offered. "What about him, is he okay?", the kid asked in concern. Levi scrunched his eyebrows together in confusion. The kid was worried about the man that was just besetting him? "He will possibly live," he informed. The kid thinned his lips. "Alright, I'll go with you... If you buy me dinner," the kid proposed. That cheeky son of a bitch. No way was he going to buy that kid dinner after he saved his sorry little ass. Even thougn Levi did end up buying him dinner.