Post by $avage Life on Mar 22, 2012 22:34:43 GMT -5
-The bell above the door of Reece’s barbershop gave a small jiggle as Kane and B.J. exit the building. He felt like getting a touch-up before the old man closed down shop. “Aye, before we hit this party back up, let’s stop by tha stack’s so i can grab sumthin ta eat real quick” B.J. say’s as he makes his way across the street. A large swallow of cognac was taken as he allows his free hand to briefly brush along the top of his freshly cut do before Kane follows his friend, taking notice to a small group of four Balla’s who occupied the corner of The Well Stacked Pizza co. Now B.J. was affiliated with the GSF and these Balla’s knew this but above all there happened to be another problem. “Wuz up homie? Ain’t you dat bitch ass nigga from grove St.? You was talkin’ all that shit the other night wuz up now pahtna?” The lead Balla call’s out as he and his gang intercept the two, blocking them from entering the establishment. Kane allows his hands to fall to his side as he quickly scans the small crowd, sizing them up as B.J. begins to respond. “Fuck all you Ball-less bitches. Ya’ll don’t wanna see me, GSF fo life muthafucka.” <c>
-The group behind the lead Balla began to grow abit antsy and that would only lead to trouble. Without a second thought, Kane tightly grips the neck of his alcohol bottle and thrusts his arm towards the male’s head. The bottle connects with the left side of his target’s temple, shattering instantly and knocking him out cold. As the man’s body fell limply towards the pavement, Kane’s left hand was launched towards the closest Balla within his reach. A light ‘pop’ was heard as his fist jams itself against the man’s nose, causing a river of blood to rush freely down the male’s face. A quick jab followed by a low punch to his left side was received by Kane before B.J. caught one of the two remaining Balla’s off guard with a swift left hook causing him to stagger but it was quickly stopped by a powerful right uppercut from Kane. Once he was disposed of, their attention fell upon the last of the pack, who once noticed this, turned and ran from the scene. Both B.J. and Kane fell into a sprint after the coward, leading him towards the alley beside the tracks. <c>
- Once they were close enough, B.J. throws his leg outward, tripping the man towards the ground, as Kane began to thrust the tip of his sneakers into the side of the man’s face. Once blood began to pour, Kane stops for a second to allow the man to at least get to his knee’s but once he does this, B.J.’s foot was sent forcefully sent into the man’s face, flipping his body over so his back crashes atop of the pavement. This was then followed by Kane’s heel, smashing into the man’s face repeatedly before B.J. finally grab’s his partner with a small chuckle “Aigh’t K.D. he done homie, he done.” The two took a few steps back and caught their breaths before B.J. speaks “ Damn Cuzz, you ain’t have to set dat shit off like dat.” Kane takes a glance down towards his shoe’s before moving his attention back towards the moaning Balla “Ya’ll muthafucka’s was talkin’ too much. Bank dat bitch an lez go. I gotta get me anotha bottle of Henn mane. An these bitch’s fucked up mah shoes.” Laughter then burst’s from the lips of B.J. before replying" Fuck yo shoes, i ain't even get mah damn food." Kane then join's in with a light chuckle as the duo calmly strolled across the tracks and make their way towards the convenience store before heading back to Grove. St. <E>
-The group behind the lead Balla began to grow abit antsy and that would only lead to trouble. Without a second thought, Kane tightly grips the neck of his alcohol bottle and thrusts his arm towards the male’s head. The bottle connects with the left side of his target’s temple, shattering instantly and knocking him out cold. As the man’s body fell limply towards the pavement, Kane’s left hand was launched towards the closest Balla within his reach. A light ‘pop’ was heard as his fist jams itself against the man’s nose, causing a river of blood to rush freely down the male’s face. A quick jab followed by a low punch to his left side was received by Kane before B.J. caught one of the two remaining Balla’s off guard with a swift left hook causing him to stagger but it was quickly stopped by a powerful right uppercut from Kane. Once he was disposed of, their attention fell upon the last of the pack, who once noticed this, turned and ran from the scene. Both B.J. and Kane fell into a sprint after the coward, leading him towards the alley beside the tracks. <c>
- Once they were close enough, B.J. throws his leg outward, tripping the man towards the ground, as Kane began to thrust the tip of his sneakers into the side of the man’s face. Once blood began to pour, Kane stops for a second to allow the man to at least get to his knee’s but once he does this, B.J.’s foot was sent forcefully sent into the man’s face, flipping his body over so his back crashes atop of the pavement. This was then followed by Kane’s heel, smashing into the man’s face repeatedly before B.J. finally grab’s his partner with a small chuckle “Aigh’t K.D. he done homie, he done.” The two took a few steps back and caught their breaths before B.J. speaks “ Damn Cuzz, you ain’t have to set dat shit off like dat.” Kane takes a glance down towards his shoe’s before moving his attention back towards the moaning Balla “Ya’ll muthafucka’s was talkin’ too much. Bank dat bitch an lez go. I gotta get me anotha bottle of Henn mane. An these bitch’s fucked up mah shoes.” Laughter then burst’s from the lips of B.J. before replying" Fuck yo shoes, i ain't even get mah damn food." Kane then join's in with a light chuckle as the duo calmly strolled across the tracks and make their way towards the convenience store before heading back to Grove. St. <E>