When Jaune was told of what to expect from this delivery, it certainly wasn't this.
His uncle hadn't told him much before he went out, only that the delivery was already paid for and that they might ask for something extra work after afterwards.
What that extra work could be varied, the examples he got ranged from painting a fence to cooking a meal. Why a butcher house would have that kind of service was a mystery. The service in Vale must be something special.
He was prepared to do any of those small jobs, thanks to his experience from chores back home. He wasn't prepared for the guy to open the door so fast, while he kept on rambling about how thankful he was that he arrived.
When the guy started thanking him for the third time, it was starting to get a little too much and he decided to stop him.
"There's no need to thank me, I'm only doing my job." He politely says. "We should probably get to the reason I came here."
He looked nervous when Jaune started speaking and his voice got a lot more subdued. "Sorry about that, didn't mean to go overboard. Come in and make yourself comfortable in the living room, I'll get the others." He went inside then, probably to get the other people he was speaking about.
Others? What kind of job does he even need him for when there are already other people here.
He shrugs, might as well it over with. It's not like he's in a hurry.
Stepping inside the cramped hallway, the place looks much smaller than he thought it would. He takes some time to just observe the house from where he stands, noticing how old it looks. He was pretty sure that he just saw a rat run past him.
It doesn't take long before he hears yelling coming from further down the hallway. Not really knowing where the livingroom so he chooses to go where the yelling comes from.
Alec was embarrassed.
When he saw the kid, one could say he was overjoyed since his money problems might finally be over.
But then he ends up thanking him multiple times, and now that he thinks back on it, they didn't introduce themselves to each other either.
He must have sounded like this was his first time, which it admittedly was as this would be his first meeting with another gang as the leader.
Inviting the kid in, he went to look for the others. There aren't a lot of places they could go with how much smaller the house was compared to our previous place.
When Alec walks into the living room, he was only mildly surprised to find all of them there. All five of them laying in relaxing positions around the room.
He claps his hands. "Its time to look, decent guys. Jim take your feet off the table and prepare the map. Rosa, wake up Julia for me and make sure not to get stabbed again."
When he started giving orders, he expected at least some of them to move, but everyone remained in the same position as when he came in.
He tries to remain calm, but he can't help feeling a little angry about this. Ever since they had to sell the previous place to pay back some of the debt, they have been acting less cooperative.
Some of his anger comes out when he speaks. "Are we doing this now? Someone has finally come to give us a job and this is not the time to act like this."
A chair was scraped along the floor, the sound lasting too long for it to be accidental. The culprit being the one that has had the most problems with him even before he became the leader.
"We are like this because this 'job' is just going to be another failure, like last time." Says Tom, the oldest and biggest of the group. The scowl on his face making the scars stand out more than usual.
"The plan wouldn't have failed if you had just listened when I told you not to cut that alarm." The one time they tried to go for a bigger score, and it was ruined, thanks to Tom.
Tom gritted his teeth at that, he didn't like people blaming him for failures, even less when it was solely his fault. This led to him start yelling.
"Maybe, if your leadership wasn't lacking, we would be living in this shitty place one is supposed to call a house."
He didn't know what it was about Tom that always managed to rile him up but their 'discussions' always ended up with one of them yelling.
Or in this case, both.
"I didn't even want to be the lead-" He was about to continue the yelling match that would probably end with no one winning until Julia interrupted me. When did she wake up?
"Whos the kid?" She asks, reminding him about why he came here.
The kid, he really needs to ask what his name is, had walked in while he was busy. He was just standing there, probably waiting to be introduced and there's no way he wants to mess up this thing any more than he already had.
"He is the answer to our problems, I-" Once again he was interrupted, not by Tom or Julia but something much worse.
Laughter.