4736/Run and Gun Operations.

Run and Gun Operations.
Date of Scene:	24 June 2018
Location:	Gotham City
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Kid, Lucky Day

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Kid has posed:
The feltering cesspool that was Gotham was home to crime at all hours of the day in one form or another. From the wicked narrows, to the more humble China Basin. They all had their troubles. And this one was guns

Lots of Guns

Guns that needed to be moved quickly, before trouble comes in. Now while Malcolm was no gang member, he charged a price few could refuse. His payment would be a bag of mangos...which was fairly cheap compared to most folks! And so he was brought into the warehouse to get to work loading the trucks

Malcolm rolls his eyes as he hears thoughts of money and the big life. He wondered if these human realized where they were sometimes. Regardless he hefts up a heavy crate with ease and proceded to walk towards his own designated truck.

Lucky Day has posed:
The Bratzort gang was the luckiest gang of orphans around. They didnt do musicals and they didn't consider you one of us but they did life cars like no one's business. When they saw a car, you would think it UNlucky that they were looking to lift it but given Malcom's owns streak of luck at being annoying to Tom combined with the Orphans it worked out for both that one of the kids, in the process of stealing the truck WHILE HE WAS RIGHT IN FRONT OF IT, as one of the orphans underneath grunts, "Wow. There's totally a bomb under this thing.

Kid has posed:
Malcolm blinks as he hears a voice which caused him to look at the truck, and than glance underneath it. The annoyance on his face may have been pricely. He signs quickly "Hey! You kids, get outta there, fore I gotta call in the boys ta take care of yer" he warns "Thats your only warning. Go on Scram!!!" he runs to the side of the truck and throws open the door to grab the kid inside and stop the theft of the truck.

Lucky Day has posed:
The kids look like they are not afraid of anything. Why should they be? They have slowly accumulated tons and tons of fortune magic and they know it. "I reaaaaaaaally think you should let us have the car mister." One grins as the other pokes an actual stick at the bomb trying to disarm it.

Kid has posed:
"Fat chance! Less you got a better offer than the bag of mangos I am getting, get lost!" he signs. He stomps on the trucks entry way and signs out "And whatever your doing down there, cut it out." by the now the other folks in the warehouse were begining to notice.

Lucky Day has posed:
The kid pokes the bomb with the stick in JUST the right way so it detaches, and starts to count down. It sort of rolls out so Malcolm can see it. The kids all laugh and they try to rig open the doors. "Fruit? We can steal you fruit dude. Two bags of fruit for a car.

Kid has posed:
Malcolm is about to answer before that bomb rolls out from underneath, counting down. He actually reaches down and grabs the Kid who detached it and pulls him into the car. Turning up the voloum on his watch he signs "IT'S GOING TO BLOW!!!!" everyone in the warehouse began to scramble to get the hell out of there
    "Kid, shut up, sit down and hand over the keys. NOW." he signs looking right pissed. Not nessarily paniked, but pissed. So much for an easy job

Lucky Day has posed:
The kid rolls his eyes but the bomb is not something he is messing with so he hands the keys to Malcom. "How'd you know I picked your pocket?" He seems impressed as they all get in the back of the truck, anxious for the interesting drive.

Kid has posed:
Kid signs "I didn't. I don't have pockets" it was all an illusion "But you must have gotten into the car somehow" and thats when bullets start being shot towards them - as they very clearly had people that shouldn't have been there.
    Without another word Malcolm starts the engin and puts the pedel to the metal as he drives forward. Crates of guns fall off the back of the truck as he speeds forward trying to get away from the impeding explosion of the bomb.

Lucky Day has posed:
The kids hoop and hollar as civilians also get the frell out of the way as the bomb EXPLODES melting the firearms around it to slag. Had Kid been near that, he would be an ex-gorilla at this moment. The kids are eying the guns with interest.....but too busy holding on for now.

Kid has posed:
Malcolm burns rubber as he sharply turns the car almost doing a donut to face the now burning warehouse. Guns and ammo were popping off off left and right. Other people were still fleeing the building. And some of the others in car were now facing them, guns out and not looking to happy

".....I want SEVEN bags, you hear?" he signs before grabbing the Kid who was messing with the bomb and getting pretty dang close to his face, growling showing off canines that could probably piece a humans skull.