Meeting the Second

[Killer]

Killer slammed his hand on the make-shift table. "Dammit, Tybalt, why can't you take this serious?" He growled. Tybalt eyed him warily, leaning back in his chair, smoking a cigarette and drinking a scotch. "There was a serious foul-up, because of that chatty bastard!" He pointed angrily at Peep, who sat in a dark corner. He flashed a smile at Tybalt and Killer.

Tybalt looked over at Peep. "I have nothing to say about him. He used a poor woman as a pawn and tried to kill a member. It was all quite clever, but as long as she did not die..." He shrugged.

"I was not talking about that! I was talkin' about the Neumann boy finding out our plan! And he's been talking to the leaders!" Killer said vehemently.

Tybalt waved a dismissive hand. "Now Neumann will be paranoid, he'll make mistakes. He, nor their precious leaders can stop us." He smirked, taking a drink. "Please have some Alphonse, you get cranky when not drinking." Killer snarled in response. "If you want, I will punish young Nicholas."

"What?!" Peep asked. "First off, Miss Harvelle didn't die, second I talked at the leaders, not to them..." He tried to defend himself. Tyablt held up a hand imperiously.

"What do you all think? Your opinions are vital to my decision." Tybalt drawled, looking at his members. He waited patiently, Peep smiled at them half-heartedly, while Killer muttered a string of curses under his breath.

[Mischief]

Mischief sat on a crate in the corner, her hair toppling into her face and around her shoulders just over the stitch marks from the wound Ryder had caused. She looked up when Tybalt reffered to the group as a whole. "Personally I would strangle him with my bare hands if I could, but what you say goes even if Peep's a double crossing bast@rd," she growled the last part under her breath. Her eyes went from Peep across the room to fall over on Ryder, big deal, so what if he had stitched her up back to normal, he had put her in the place she had not wanted to be, a failure to her job because he interferred.

Ryder stood leaning his back against the wall acrossed the room from Mischief and he looked over at Tybalt, he figured it best not to speak right now unless he was specifcally referred to, after all his scene had caused Mischief to lose her kill, and he knew that there was a possible punishment in his near future due to what had happened.

Shadow groaned as he ruffled his hair with his hand and looked over at the informant boy lazily from his crate next to Mischief. He didn't quite care either way what happened to the boy, the only time he would care was if it personally effected him. He shrugged simply and looked at Tybalt,"I say we keep him around until we can't stand his crap any more, then the second he gets one of us hurt, he's dead,"he said with amusement, a smirk playing on his lips. He let his eyes fall on Mischief beside him and he eyed her carefully before he brought his hand to her shoulder and brushed her hair behind her ear in a polite gesture,"If I do say so myself I think the bigger matter at hand is that of the scene that was made due to Ryder,"he mused as he let his gaze fall on Ryder.

[Tybalt]

Tybalt set his glass down, put out his cigarette. "Ah, yes, Ryder. I almost forgot about you, dear man." He looked at Ryder with curiousity. "Now, why did you cut up Mischief's chest?" He asked calmly. "As for Nicholas, you will pardoned, but watch you step. Next time you try to kill someone, make sure it can't be traced back to yourself."

Peep looked relieved that he'd been given a pardon for the time being. Yes, next time, he'd have to be more clever. Much more clever.

[Mischief]

Ryder looked up when Tybalt asked him this and he brought his hand up and ran it through his hair as he began to speak,"If I had known Peep had already given her plan away to the black girl, I wouldn't have done it....but he approached Chase and I made a scene with her, it may not have been the wisest decision, but I was tryin' to give her a look of being the victim, making her look helpless so the Neumann boy would tend to her giving her the perfect chance....but Peep screwed the entire thing up either way you look at it, if I hadn't stepped in the boy still would have found out..."he said as he eyed Tybalt, he wondered if he was really going to be punished.

Mischief looked between the boys and she let her eyes fall on Tybalt as she tried to catch his eye, she admired him, he was quite the leader, she just hoped that he understood what had happened, she knew Ryder deserved punishment, but he had saved her...to an extent, the Jack boy had really been her savior in the end. "Peep....ya tell King what Jack said?"she asked as she let her gaze shoot toward Peep, she'd be civil with him, even after he threw a drink in her face, but she would not do more than accept the fact he was important to Tybalt.

[Killer]

Tybalt looked at Ryder. "I accept your explanation, but something must be done." Tybalt hummed as he thought. "You will be on guard duty of the tunnels until further notice, deal?" Tybalt chuckled. "Then again, you have to do it whether or not you like it. I will not deal with disobedience. As for Nicholas, techniquly, he does not work directly for me. Think of him as... A spy for hire. He goes to the hirer price, and that just happens to be me most of the time." Tybalt shrugged. "But I am sure he will remember to watch his mouth from now on." Tybalt smirked. "Or face dire consequences."

"Promise." Peep said with little gusto. He looked at Mischief, his face serious. "I don't remember what Jack said." He lied smoothly. Everyone knew he never forgot anything. "Killer here messed with my memory when he slammed me against the wall... Please, enlighten us." He said, gesturing to her.

[Mischief]

Mischief glared at peep briefly before she looked over at Tybalt, the utmost respect in her eyes,"Well....ta be honet if it hadn't been fer Jack I'd be dead anyway, but he pretty much said that was his final act of kindness in anyway toward the situation and if he sees Peep at all or any of us, he won't take mercy on us, said to tell you that they're watching and they will fight back...."she summed it up for Tybalt as she felt Shadow lie his hand on her lower back.

She reacted fast and grabbed him by the wrist, twisting his arm back,"Don't touch me any more,"she growled at him a look of rage in her eyes. Shadow laughed softly as he gazed back at her,"Nice grip...."he commented. She scowled,"next time it won't be your arm,"she said defensively before she let go of his wrist and he pulled back. Ryder watched from across the room, ever since the wedding she hadn't been as flirtatious as she normally was....she'd been more against men touching her then he'd ever seen. He tilted his head in curiousity, he wondered if he had traumatized her by what he had done.

[Dani California]

Dani walked in quietly, she wasn't part of any of the killings yet, but she could hear the yelling going on at the moment. She hadn't done anything, partially because King never gave her a job anyway. Sneaking into the meeting, she stood towards the back, trying to listen in without getting into the drama, even though drama was rather interesting. Although drama wasn't her forte, she sometimes got into the middle of it. Besides, there really was nothing that had happened for her to do anything.

"Hey King," she said, finally bringing herself to attention, "If the Neumann kid's still alive, let me at him. I'll shoot him faster than he can blink." Dani would kill anyone at the moment, just give her a name, and she'd do it. Besides, if the guy wasn't dead yet, she'd do it herself. If he knew anything they'd be in deep poo. Besides, Dani was pretty sure she was one of the only unknown KC members left. "Or I can kill whoever you want," she leaned on her side, against the wall with her arms crossed, "I'm game for anyone."

Looking over at Peep, she mused to herself, "Maybe Peep's got some competition for information. Maybe the Snoop girl mentioned, sounds like the type to beat Peep to what the cat drags in." Dani found it rather fun to annoy Peep, since he seemed younger than her. In a way it reminded her of her younger siblings, all seven of them. She could boss them around, but hated being the youngest out of all of them.

[Killer]

Tybalt stopped dead with his next argument at the sign of Dani's voice. He looked at her, listening hard. A plan was forming in his head. Tyablt smirked. "Alright, it seems we have a wild card on the loose. Thanks to Peep and his big mouth, a girl named Georgia Freeman is causing more problems then we need at this point in time. So, if you would please, kill her."

"Wait!" Peep shouted suddenly. "Why her? It was all my fault."

"Shut up. I have already dealt with you." Tybalt said, Killer pushed the boy into the wall. Peep remained silent, but his face looked either pained or mutinous. "Now, Dani, I am leaving the place and time up to you. Just make sure she does not breath again. But, don't do it around the child she looks after. The child might start to cry and we are not baby killers. I mean, even Eli was eight..." Tybalt said with slight disgust. He did not like the killing of children. But Ophelia and her unborn brat would be a different story. She was in the way of his money.

Killer nodded vigourously. "Seems to me that Lucky girl is causing problems too." He said. "If she notices that Mercury doesn't come into work the next morning, she might tell someone. We gotta do something about it."

"Yes, we do. I will leave Lucky to anyone that wants her. But Goldie is a must, she goes to Dani." He gestured to her. "Don't let me down, alright?"

[Mischief]

Mischief's eyes shot over to Killer at his suggestion, they would be dealing with Mercury, so why not get two birds with one stone by taking down Lucky too. She looked back over at Tybalt about to open her mouth to speak, when Shadow's voice seemed to come out instead of her own.

"I'll do it," he said taking up the offer of killing the young Brooklyn girl. He smirked and eyed Mischief, he knew by this point she was probably pissed. Mischief growled under her breath and elbowed him hard in the side, it was almost like sibling rivalry it seemed with these boys at least with Ryder and Shadow. She glared at him,"You don't even know who she is do you?"she retorted in anger. Shadow eyed her,"I'm sure you could tell me,"he mused. She scowled,"Over my dead body,"she growled. "That can easily be arranged,"he commented back snidely.

Ryder chuckled from his spot,"You two need to get over it, Mischief yer gonna have to help us out every now again with who's who anyway so you might as well start now,"he said. Mischief's glare shot to him and he fell silent,"You do not tell me what to do, you're the one who caused the problems to begin with the last time, so don't tell me how to do my job if anyone needs telling to, it's you,"she spat angrily. He fell silent at the glare in her eyes, he had dug himself deep with her and there was no way he'd get her forgiveness easily.

Mischief looked at Tybalt,"It's yer call of course, but wouldn't it just be easier fer Killer and I to handle Lucky as well, she'll walk by the Pub on her way to work, after we've already taken care of Mercury by then, it'd be easier that way don't you think?"she asked him. Shadow rolled his eyes and whispered in Mischief's ear,"Always have to get yer way huh?"he teased. She elbowed him again, this time in the stomach,"No,"she growled back.

[Tybalt]

Tybalt glared at the three. "Shut up right now! I will not have petty bickering. Now listen up! Killer and you, Mischief, will set your sights on capturing Mercury alive. Now, if you pull a gun on Miss Lucky, Mercutio is the type who will jump in front of the bullet. He must be taken alive. That is why Shadow will handle Lucky. He will be waiting for her to come home from the docks, got it?" He said, glaring at Shadow, Ryder, and Mischief.

"And I do not want you to wait around with Mercutio once you have him. I want him brought straight here. He's been kidnapped before, and he's always gotten away." Tybalt said grimly. It had happened not long after their parents had died. Mercutio had been kidnapped by a man who wanted money out of their Grandmother, but Mercutio had gotten away. It still amazed Tybalt. "Make sure he does not escape!" Tybalt said angrily.

"And Dani will handle Goldie. All of you must have impeccable timing. Got it?" He said, glaring at them all, willing them to submit.

[Mischief]

Mischief fell silent and she nodded at Tybalt's every word as she heard Shadow chuckle under his breath in a taunting manner toward her, she ignored it for her own sake. She leaned back slightly and sighed a look of reluctance barely etching across her features. "As you wish King,"she said half under her breath, but she meant it she would do as he said because she'd rather listen to him than end up dealing with punishment from him.

Shadow nodded,"Oh don't worry, I'll take care of her she'll barely have time to scream,"he mused as he played with a knife in his hand and eyed their leader. He was impressed that Tybalt was so powerful even though he may not look it. He glanced over at Mischief every few seconds in thought, sometimes he wanted to tear her apart, other times he wanted to protect her right now he wished he could torture her and send her to Jack Kelly as a warning. He smirked at his own sadistic thoughts.

Ryder nodded at every word as well, he knew his job of guarding would not be much until things began to be put into action for the killings and kidnappings, but he was willing to do as King said without argument even though he wished he could be on the job with Mischief, teach her that he was one to be feared and not mocked.

[Killer]

Killer glanced at Tybalt as the Shadow man spoke. He shuddered in fear with what he saw in the younger man's eyes. In two swift and long strides, Tybalt was in front of Shadow. Tybalt brought his hand back quickly and snapped it out just as fast. The sound his hand made when it connected with Shadow's face echoed in the silence. Tybalt had backhanded him with enough strength to bring down a horse. His eyes were suddenly ablaze with a light that made even the cold blooded murder that was Killer (who had killed his own mother at the age of seven) cower into a wall. Peep was sure he had wet himself.

Tybalt did more then glare at Shadow. He wished him death with his entire body. "Shut up you insolent cur! Have you not been listening? Do not underestimate out opponents! You get cocky and you mess up. Act as if the girl was ten times as stronger, smarter, faster, then yourself and you will kill her without a second thought." He turned on his heel and strode away. At the makeshift desk, he brought his fist down, cracking the crate nearly in half and scattering the cards. "One more word about how strong you are, or how murderous you are, and I will show you just how foolish you are!" He took a deep breath. "Killer," He snapped his fingers and the large man jumped. "Come here and show them what I do to those who do not listen..." He whispered, yet everyone heard. Killer was shaking from head to foot as he moved into the middle of the cave, under one of the swinging lanterns.

He slowly began to unbutton his shirt, turning his back to the main crowd as he did so. Tybalt looked satisfied, yet still incredibly angry. Killer dropped his button down shirt and pulled the under shirt over his head, revealing Tybalt's 'punishment'. Jagged scars criss-crossed his back. Some stood out more then others. In some places, whole junks of his back was gone. It was evident a whip had done this, welded by someone with monstrous strength.

"Do you see what I will do to you all? I will not stop, no matter how many times you cry out. Killer was silent until I started to go over what I had already done. Carving deeper, and deeper, and still deeper into his flesh." Tybalt smirked. Killer shivered in fear. "So watch your words, watch your heads, and most importantly, watch your backs." Tybalt finished, looking pleased with the effect he had created. Killer gather his clothes slowly, putting them back on even slower.

[Mischief]

Mischief jumped and quickly moved away when Tybalt slapped Shadow. She cringed at the sound and she watched a deathly glare fill Shadow's eyes. Shadow dare not look at Tybalt, instead he glared over at Mischief and she shook her head at him, mouthing a 'Watch it' to him. She wasn't going to sympathize for him, she wasn't going to defend anyone but herself at this point after what Tybalt had just done. She crossed the room quickly and stayed far away from Shadow as she leaned back against the wall and folded her arms over her chest as she kept quiet and watched as Killer dropped his shirts to the floor. Her eyes held sympathy now, for him....She let the sympathy fade quickly, she couldn't allow anyone to see it.

Ryder had merely stood, he did not flinch as he watched Tybalt smack Shadow, and he did not move when Killer dropped his shirts. Ryder had already known what to expect so he was not surprised by any of this, he kept his mouth shut and he simply watched everyone else's reactions and then watched Tybalt, it had gone completely silent after Tybalt had stopped talking and he understood why, nobody would want to speak after witnessing his wrath.

[Dani California]

Dani nodded. Goldie. That didn't sound like that big of a target, but it was still a target. Kill the target away from kids, and kill them. Place and time up to her. This was gonna be good. She wouldn't fail, she told herself that. Dani was a good shooter, and smirked, thinking of all the possibilities for this. Maybe she would kill her in front of all those other targets, but couldn't help but stay quiet at all that was going around. Right now silence might be the thing at the moment. She'd rather have not died, so that could help her out.

After it seemed the bickering was at a hault for the moment, she asked, "Want the Goldie girl killed in public? Maybe I could kill her in front of Street. From a distance of course, I'll use my rifle for the kill so I dont get caught, but maybe Street will want to give in to you more if she saw what we could do?" Dani could work with that. She'd just have to see if she could get the two in the same place. Of course without a little kid, that would be pretty bad. Other than that, she had a plan coming to mind.

[Killer]

Killer and Tybalt both looked at Dani, Killer was apprasing how much she stood out and Tybalt was apprasing her skill level. "Yes, kill her in public. In front of whomever, just make sure it is a kill. Only hit her. We do not want a riot on our hands. We want to show them we are organized, that we are not pressed for time. That we can strike whenever and where ever! Show them that they will never be able to run from us!" Tybalt said, his eyes lighting up with the passion of it all.

Killer smirked. Tybalt was good at speeches. He was good at inspiring people or putting fear into their hearts. He was the King, after all. Killer moved to Dani. "You got a gun?" This was well practiced between the two of them. They could read each other easily. That was their gift, why they worked so well together.