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Lionsden
They walk down the street. "No one in their right mind owns/drives a car here, it would get looted or stolen." Luciana explained to Nick earlier.
"Theres only two groups of people who has owned a car, the two biggest gangs, the black hats and the one Luci here, has been with." Amear moves her arms back and forth.
"They call themselves brokejaw." Luciana sighed, while Amear pouted, " i want to do the other way around to them. "
They'd been walking for thirty minutes now, they step inside the doors to the large building.
"All I'm saying is that I would look good in a pirate outfit." Amear rolled up her gray sleeves, " it would look so good with my tattoos"
Whoever had done it did a pretty decent job on the half done sleeve, there were vibrant red roses circling her wrists, a snail, and a lion which seemed to have a broken jaw, which was colored.
Nick agreed with her as they walked up to the front desk.
The teenage girl seemed bored, "well, what can I do for ya?"
"We need a room, two beds." Luciana says before Nick has the chance to open his mouth.
He thought this was weird, she was going against HER plan.
But this does make more sense, he supposes.
"Alright, what do you have to offer?" She wore a glowing white smile, surely they didn't have to smoke on the job here...right?
Nick knows this is his cue, he pulls out two sharp knives. One from his belt and the other his new boot.
The teenager have him a skeptical look, rolling her eyes she explains. "You think this will be enough?" She laughs.
"is that not? " Nick glances at the two people next to him, they looked as clueless as him.
"You could earn your keep too." The girl started to girl her hair.
Nick pulls Luciana aside and Amear follows, "You said that would be enough." They stood next to a maroon colored couch, which sat next to a fireplace.
" and I thought it was, it always was! " Luciana whisper yells.
"What if I earn our keep? We could stay here, with our knives." Nick whispers, shifting his glance over to the dull sharp objects in the counter.
"Nick." She looked at him with stern eyes. "No."
"We can modify the plan some." More than you already have he holds back his tongue. Nick was holding onto Luciana's shoulders .
"Yeah luciana, we can and it'll be better." Amear cracks their neck. " it will be. "
Luciana hesitates, "for my people."
" for your people. " Amear nods.
They walk up to the counter, "I'll do it, whatever it is." Nick says taking the knives. " it's like community service? "
The teenager shrugs, "something like that." She grabs keys from under the table and signals for them to follow her.
they walked to the next building over, "you'll be staying in room 412." She smiles while handing over the three keys .
They walk in the tall building, it was almost identical from the last, except for the man in camouflage walking out of the elevator.
The three walk over to it and press the 4 button.
Nick looks over to the girl his age, her brows were borrowed and lips were pressed to a thin line.
She must be noticed Nick stating at her confused, "that's one of them."
The elevator dings as it opens, there was a sign that read "400-415 left, 416-430 right"
They turned left, only carrying a signaled suitcase and entering the hotel room.
The room was small but spacious, and looked like it was once burnt down, it had a full sized mattress and a twin sized bed. Between them was a bedside table which had an old lamp.
"We have entered the lion's den." Amear states coldly just before jumping on the small bed.