The Kid limped weakly and sat down, sweating as his 心 was still racing, he then whimpered lightly at his leg as he held it up and cringed his eyes and clenched his beak, turning away as he pulled the 识骨寻踪 back into place and hissing in pain, he then grabbed a nearby garment, fortunately, a splint, that he attached securely to his leg: tight enough for the healing process, loose enough for blood flow.
"I am not a crook~" The Kid sighed, grabbing a bottle of painkillers and swallowing four without water.
The Kid then chuckled lightly at his 前一个 statement.
"I'm not a crook... But I am a killer! A badass killer! So much that murdering someone is like getting myself a 糖果 bar!" the Kid paused, looking down at his leg and being mindful, for it would hurt his leg 更多 to comply with his own suggestion.
Al walked in, holding out papers for The Kid to look at and smiled unknowingly at his boss, looking down at the wounded leg with no shock.
"Got another place under the Malley mob?" asked Al with a light-hearted chuckle.
The Kid rolled his eyes with sarcastic annoyance.
"We're called The Kidz now," chuckled The Kid, propping up his splinted leg on a coffee 表 and slowly wiggling his toes to test his pain threshold.
"Really now, say, whatcha doing there?" asked Al, setting his fedora down and looking at the coffee table.
"A guy can't just see if he can still 移动 anything on his bad leg? My toes and ankle seem to be holding out, just not the femur..." The Kid sighed annoyedly, stopping and tipping his fedora over his eyes.
"You alright?" asked Al, leaning on the 长椅, 沙发 where his manager sat.
The Kid gave one slow chuckle, patting Al's round head as he tried dozing off.
"I... Got schematics 你 wanted.." Al chuckled nervously.
The Kid's face brightened up with instant succession.
"Oh?" he asked curiously.
"Yeah, for the-" Al was cut off in moments.
"THE BIG RED BUTTON ON RICHARD'S DESK?!" The Kid shouted with giddiness.
"Well... No, but we did get schematics for these areas," Al proceeded to set the papers at his leader's lap for examination.
The Kid started to glare with slight annoyance at one of the papers.
"Al... What the fuck is this~?" he asked, pointing at the print.
"Schematics for the plans at the Tyrol Central Bank to get the dough rolling, why?" asked Al.
The Kid then turned the paper over, 阅读 更多 with a squint of criticism, this faded as soon as he got to a certain section he highlighted with a pen: Dealing with Victims.
"All of this didn't match what I wanted, but because 你 ordered a u-shaped incision on the chest, gouged eyes, and spilled organs, I'll let it slide!" he laughed happily.
"Anything you'd like me to add sir?" asked Al.
The Kid chuckled to himself and nodded at his own idea.
"Make sure there's enough blood for the interior to get a new paint job~" he giggled softly.
"Hehe, sure..." Al hesitantly added that to note with a hint of uncertainty.
The Kid then watched Al as he began 写作 once 更多 on the papers, adding on to the agenda to carry out.
"Hey Al, I'd be so happy if 你 could do me a few favors, got that clear?" The Kid asked, almost begging.
"What do 你 want now boss?" asked Al with slight annoyance.
"You... Please stay with me.." The Kid pleaded softly, with a quiet, almost gasping voice.
"Well, if 你 want me to get anything done, I should go," 说 Al with seriousness in his voice.
"Please..?" The Kid asked, even 更多 softly.
"Fine, but don't be upset if nothing gets done," Al agreed hesitantly.
"I won't, I promise I'll be good!" The Kid smiled warmly and laid on his belly, propping his head up with his flippers.
"What do 你 want me to do then?" asked Al dumbfounded.
"Me?" The Kid spoke softer than velvet.
"Look, I have a wife that I 爱情 and I'm not going to turn on her, I don't care if you'll beat me up 或者 try killing me, but I won't betray her, alright?" Al asked assertively.
The Kid felt hurt 由 this, his weak smile fading as he slumped down and began preening his feathers, talking in between each preen.
"I know how badly 你 don't want to betray your wife... But it'd be nice if I could feel affection from anyone.. I don't even wanna fuck, I just want to cuddle up with someone..." The Kid preened again.
"You can always look for someone," Al said, slowly retrieving The Kid's switchblade from his pocket and putting it in a 安全 area.
"Well... What girl works in this mob who ain't taken?" asked The Kid, preening his flippers.
"I don't think there's any here, but out in the world there are," 说 Al, quietly taking The Kid's pistol and unloading it.
The Kid then rolled on his belly, preening a bit more, getting his tail feathers and chest thoroughly.
"I know 你 won't find anyone here, but just keep looking!" Al responded, about to take The Kid's 牛扒, 牛排 knife, before being grabbed.
"What the HELL, are 你 doing...?" The Kid asked with bitterness.
"Just pacifying you, 你 don't need these if 你 want me to try relaxing you!" Al shouted with a chuckle.
"But-... I wanna keep them..." The Kid pouted with an annoyed sigh.
"Let them go for a little, I promise I won't hurt you, if anything, you're 更多 likely to hurt me, whether 或者 not I had your weapons," chuckled Al.
The Kid then smiled shyly and chuckled.
"You're saying that I'm dominant here, 你 know, the one beyond anyone else?" The Kid's confidence grew.
"Well, it depends, heh," Al chuckled a bit.
"Depends..?" asked The Kid.
"On 你 keeping a vast criminal empire surpassing the others in this damned city," 说 Al.
"I know, I can say I'm already the best, but there's still three mob families that I need to sweep under the rug. Because of that, every last animal in this city is going to die, and it'll have to be 由 my accord~" The Kid mused softly.
"....Any survivors 你 gonna leave out?" asked Al nervously.
"Me," The Kid smiled darkly.
"Xenocide... That... That'll be the first time it ever happened..." Al backed up slowly.
"I'll be doing everyone a favor, the poor and penniless die because I am putting them out of their misery, the rich die because they are taking advantage of the poor, the middle class die because they have nothing else to live for besides comfort. 你 will all die, because there's only room for me, but, I'm thinking too far ahead of myself, I want to find enough recently culled blood to drown me.. That'll be so nice~" The Kid softly spoke.
"Then, a Suicidal-Xenocide?" Al asked nervously.
"I want to kill everyone, but only if I don't drown in blood first.." The Kid closed his eyes, imagining it.
Al then thought about a plan, then realized it had to be done.
"Hehe, well, if /I/ can find 你 enough people to drown 你 in their blood, I'll bring them to a collection vat in an abandoned chemical factory, there 你 can kill them, drain their blood into the vat, and jump in as soon as you're done!" Al proposed.
The Kid opened his eyes for a moment, smiling a bit.
"And, you'll bring enough blood thinner so that it keeps flowing, that way it can start coagulating as I try to escape.. Then I won't be able to, it'll be so thick I can't even flail as fast as I can, then, I'll struggle harder and harder... Trying so BADLY, to get a gulp of air, just to breathe, my lungs starved. I'll kick away to no avail until I drown..." The Kid softly cooed.
Al tried not to be terrified, as he knew that his manager is willing to die for mere pleasure, willing to kill basically everything if he can't get that pleasure.
"Right..." Al responded.
"Right? Righter than right!" The Kid laughed loudly, stopping as the pain in his healing leg initiated.
"Anything else 你 need for now?" asked Al.
"My pistol and knives back..." The Kid responded.
"I am not a crook~" The Kid sighed, grabbing a bottle of painkillers and swallowing four without water.
The Kid then chuckled lightly at his 前一个 statement.
"I'm not a crook... But I am a killer! A badass killer! So much that murdering someone is like getting myself a 糖果 bar!" the Kid paused, looking down at his leg and being mindful, for it would hurt his leg 更多 to comply with his own suggestion.
Al walked in, holding out papers for The Kid to look at and smiled unknowingly at his boss, looking down at the wounded leg with no shock.
"Got another place under the Malley mob?" asked Al with a light-hearted chuckle.
The Kid rolled his eyes with sarcastic annoyance.
"We're called The Kidz now," chuckled The Kid, propping up his splinted leg on a coffee 表 and slowly wiggling his toes to test his pain threshold.
"Really now, say, whatcha doing there?" asked Al, setting his fedora down and looking at the coffee table.
"A guy can't just see if he can still 移动 anything on his bad leg? My toes and ankle seem to be holding out, just not the femur..." The Kid sighed annoyedly, stopping and tipping his fedora over his eyes.
"You alright?" asked Al, leaning on the 长椅, 沙发 where his manager sat.
The Kid gave one slow chuckle, patting Al's round head as he tried dozing off.
"I... Got schematics 你 wanted.." Al chuckled nervously.
The Kid's face brightened up with instant succession.
"Oh?" he asked curiously.
"Yeah, for the-" Al was cut off in moments.
"THE BIG RED BUTTON ON RICHARD'S DESK?!" The Kid shouted with giddiness.
"Well... No, but we did get schematics for these areas," Al proceeded to set the papers at his leader's lap for examination.
The Kid started to glare with slight annoyance at one of the papers.
"Al... What the fuck is this~?" he asked, pointing at the print.
"Schematics for the plans at the Tyrol Central Bank to get the dough rolling, why?" asked Al.
The Kid then turned the paper over, 阅读 更多 with a squint of criticism, this faded as soon as he got to a certain section he highlighted with a pen: Dealing with Victims.
"All of this didn't match what I wanted, but because 你 ordered a u-shaped incision on the chest, gouged eyes, and spilled organs, I'll let it slide!" he laughed happily.
"Anything you'd like me to add sir?" asked Al.
The Kid chuckled to himself and nodded at his own idea.
"Make sure there's enough blood for the interior to get a new paint job~" he giggled softly.
"Hehe, sure..." Al hesitantly added that to note with a hint of uncertainty.
The Kid then watched Al as he began 写作 once 更多 on the papers, adding on to the agenda to carry out.
"Hey Al, I'd be so happy if 你 could do me a few favors, got that clear?" The Kid asked, almost begging.
"What do 你 want now boss?" asked Al with slight annoyance.
"You... Please stay with me.." The Kid pleaded softly, with a quiet, almost gasping voice.
"Well, if 你 want me to get anything done, I should go," 说 Al with seriousness in his voice.
"Please..?" The Kid asked, even 更多 softly.
"Fine, but don't be upset if nothing gets done," Al agreed hesitantly.
"I won't, I promise I'll be good!" The Kid smiled warmly and laid on his belly, propping his head up with his flippers.
"What do 你 want me to do then?" asked Al dumbfounded.
"Me?" The Kid spoke softer than velvet.
"Look, I have a wife that I 爱情 and I'm not going to turn on her, I don't care if you'll beat me up 或者 try killing me, but I won't betray her, alright?" Al asked assertively.
The Kid felt hurt 由 this, his weak smile fading as he slumped down and began preening his feathers, talking in between each preen.
"I know how badly 你 don't want to betray your wife... But it'd be nice if I could feel affection from anyone.. I don't even wanna fuck, I just want to cuddle up with someone..." The Kid preened again.
"You can always look for someone," Al said, slowly retrieving The Kid's switchblade from his pocket and putting it in a 安全 area.
"Well... What girl works in this mob who ain't taken?" asked The Kid, preening his flippers.
"I don't think there's any here, but out in the world there are," 说 Al, quietly taking The Kid's pistol and unloading it.
The Kid then rolled on his belly, preening a bit more, getting his tail feathers and chest thoroughly.
"I know 你 won't find anyone here, but just keep looking!" Al responded, about to take The Kid's 牛扒, 牛排 knife, before being grabbed.
"What the HELL, are 你 doing...?" The Kid asked with bitterness.
"Just pacifying you, 你 don't need these if 你 want me to try relaxing you!" Al shouted with a chuckle.
"But-... I wanna keep them..." The Kid pouted with an annoyed sigh.
"Let them go for a little, I promise I won't hurt you, if anything, you're 更多 likely to hurt me, whether 或者 not I had your weapons," chuckled Al.
The Kid then smiled shyly and chuckled.
"You're saying that I'm dominant here, 你 know, the one beyond anyone else?" The Kid's confidence grew.
"Well, it depends, heh," Al chuckled a bit.
"Depends..?" asked The Kid.
"On 你 keeping a vast criminal empire surpassing the others in this damned city," 说 Al.
"I know, I can say I'm already the best, but there's still three mob families that I need to sweep under the rug. Because of that, every last animal in this city is going to die, and it'll have to be 由 my accord~" The Kid mused softly.
"....Any survivors 你 gonna leave out?" asked Al nervously.
"Me," The Kid smiled darkly.
"Xenocide... That... That'll be the first time it ever happened..." Al backed up slowly.
"I'll be doing everyone a favor, the poor and penniless die because I am putting them out of their misery, the rich die because they are taking advantage of the poor, the middle class die because they have nothing else to live for besides comfort. 你 will all die, because there's only room for me, but, I'm thinking too far ahead of myself, I want to find enough recently culled blood to drown me.. That'll be so nice~" The Kid softly spoke.
"Then, a Suicidal-Xenocide?" Al asked nervously.
"I want to kill everyone, but only if I don't drown in blood first.." The Kid closed his eyes, imagining it.
Al then thought about a plan, then realized it had to be done.
"Hehe, well, if /I/ can find 你 enough people to drown 你 in their blood, I'll bring them to a collection vat in an abandoned chemical factory, there 你 can kill them, drain their blood into the vat, and jump in as soon as you're done!" Al proposed.
The Kid opened his eyes for a moment, smiling a bit.
"And, you'll bring enough blood thinner so that it keeps flowing, that way it can start coagulating as I try to escape.. Then I won't be able to, it'll be so thick I can't even flail as fast as I can, then, I'll struggle harder and harder... Trying so BADLY, to get a gulp of air, just to breathe, my lungs starved. I'll kick away to no avail until I drown..." The Kid softly cooed.
Al tried not to be terrified, as he knew that his manager is willing to die for mere pleasure, willing to kill basically everything if he can't get that pleasure.
"Right..." Al responded.
"Right? Righter than right!" The Kid laughed loudly, stopping as the pain in his healing leg initiated.
"Anything else 你 need for now?" asked Al.
"My pistol and knives back..." The Kid responded.