It's O.C. time
A few days later.
"Here Dutch, I'll get the door." Rock said as he opened the door to the Yellow Flag. As they walk in Bao let out a long whistle, "Damn Dutch! What the FUCK happened to you guys?" As he looks the group over, he notices some changes. For example Benny has a tazer and a knife on him, Revy has six actual clip holsters on, with extended mags. Bao couldn't tell who changed more tough Dutch or Rock. 'Dutch has a knee brace on and looks like a cornered wounded animal(hurt but dangerous). Rock on the other hand looks like a new man. I mean he's wearing black boots, black jeans with a red pyramid studded belt, a red sleeveless shirt, a black long sleeve button down opened, and a should holster...wait is that a gun?' "Rock! Is that a gun?" Bao shouts, "Yea. It's my new gun." Rock says with a sly grin," Yea Bao, our Rock's got him a M1911." Revy starts to pat Rock on the back, "He even got his first kill with it." Revy sits down next to Rock, "Bao, Me and Rock are haveing a drinking contest so set us up with some Bacardi." Revy said as she keeps messing with Rock, "Sorry Revy, but I'm out." Revy jumps up and slams her hands on the bar, "What do you mean your out?" Bao stares her down, "If you must know that guy in the red duster over there bought both of my cases, and at a 20% mark up like it was nothing." Revy gets up and start to walk over, followed closely by Rock. "Come on Revy, it's not that big a deal. We'll just drink something else." Rock tried to plead, but Revy reponded. "It's a matter of principle Rock, what kind of asshole buys up all of one product" As she got to the table she looked over the man sitting there. He was around 5'8" and stocky with broad shoulders, he wore black boots, jeans, shirt, and finger-less gloves, and a red leather hat and duster. He sat back in his chair with his boots on the table. As Revy finished looking him over she noticed that he was well armed. She could see six pistols on him, and two WWII trench knives. Still pissed off she kicks the table, "Hey asshole!" She says with fire in her eyes. (In a deep southern voice) "And to what do I owe the pleasure of your attention?" The man says while stareing down Revy. "Why the fuck would you buy up all the Bacardi? You ruined our drinking contest." She says as she puts her hands on her hips. "A drinking contest huh! Sounds like fun, take a seat." The man gestures for Revy and Rock to join him. Revy lok dased for a sec then sits down, "Hell Yea! I'll drink to that." Rock sits down across from her, "um, Thank you Mr. um" Rock looks over at him,"Breaden, Ian Breaden, nice to meet you um Mr." Rock looks at Ian, "OH! My bad! My name Rock, and this is Revy 'Two Hands'" Ian looks at Revy, "So your the infamous 'Two Hands' huh." Ian smiles wickedly, "Then maybe I'll actually get a challenge from you two." At this Revy's eye starts to twitch, "And just what the hell does that mean?" Ian just laughs and reaches down and brings up a box and pulls out three bottles of Bacardi, then reaches down and brings up a velvet bag and sets it on the table. Ian opens the bag and pulls out bottle of Bacardi 151, "What good is a game with out a prize?" Ian says with a chuckle, as Revy and Rock just stare at the best of their favorite brand of rum that was right in front of them. Rock and Revy look at each other and nod, "Your on!" They say at the same time.
Until next time,
The Crimson Harbinger
