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Post by $avage Life on Apr 4, 2012 22:58:27 GMT -5
*Sham*
-B.J. had done a wonderful job on decorating the interior of the headquarters, but critiquing the interior wasn’t the purpose for this imp articular visit. The elevator reach’s the fourth floor and the door’s open to reveal the form of Shamrock. He steps out of the metal box and follows the hallway until it reaches a door marked ‘Janitor’ along with a mammoth male standing guard. Once the door was opened it was clear to see that this wasn’t the janitor’s closet, due to its size and elegant design. Sham steps inside to find B.J. himself, calmly seated in a leather chair behind a large oak desk. The door was then closed by the guard as Sham takes a seat at the opposite end of the desk “You wanted ta see me G?” Sham asked.
B.J: “Word came down today. On top of dat lil thang you got wit dat outsida, K.D. want you ta see bout a couple people.”
Sham: “Ain’t nuthin’ homie, what’s da resume’?”
B.J.: “Seville Blvd for starta’s. Some nigga name Demon den it’s over to some cat name Blinco? Blanco? or some shit like dat, but anyway handle dat. R.O.D. if they wit us den cool, if they ain't then fuck'em."
-Sham gives a small nod then push’s himself upward from the seat and makes his way to the door. “Oh, almost fa got. K.D. said ta go ta Willow when you leave, he got sumthin’ out dere fo ya.” B.J. calls out before Sham exits the room.-
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