Polo and Marlo were always on the same brainwave, whooping and jostling every time they made a stupid joke. "Nah Big D ain't smashin' a princess, that's just you–" he tussled with Dion when he found himself in a headlock, reaching up to tweak his nipple in retaliation. Because of that he'd only seen the tail end of Ace's moves, laughing freely in a way many people probably didn't think was possible where their leader was involved. What people didn't understand was that they weren't through and through evil, they were just guys, best friends, brothers, with a pretty hectic code. "Pretty sure his baby mama's on that lingerie billboard Dion's always rubberneckin' at when we ride outta town. Your sister's hotter though, man," he winked at Dion, skirting around Marlo to avoid another headlock. "Cruz's gonna be down for a minute but I ain't break nothin' too serious. Figured I won't get him too good until I wring him for everything he's got. Then I'll get a couple fingers. Or you can, whatever you want, Ace." Polo kicked the toe of his shoe at the back of Marlo's knee while he was shooting, fucking around because he knew his ass was coming last by that point. "Maybe Joker's been so against it 'cause he thinks his boy's gonna be better at all this. I mean, must suck havin' everyone think you're the weak link." @marlo-reyes
Polo's remark about Ace's princess got a big whoop out of him, head on an excited swivel at the ruckus they were causing. While Marlo was generally known for goofing around, nobody expected the rest of the lost boys, especially not Ace, to laugh the way they did together. Of course he'd never cared what other people thought, just his people- his brothers in front of him, and he'd always use his friendlier disposition to their advantage, charming and disarming. "Where is your sister, she sick of us already?" Granted she'd only come around for that one Thanksgiving a few years back and he didn't know if that was because she'd seen enough or if Dion decided he wanted to keep those parts of his life separate. It took him a second to remember who Kit's baby mama was, just based on some gossip he'd heard, and he tossed his phone to Ace with a picture pulled up. "Lemme get a finger too," he called out just as Polo kicked the back of his knee and Marlo stumbled forward a few steps. He glared back at him before he took his last shot, which went in, his final score the highest of the boys, and then he went back to jostling with Polo, "Still won fucker. I bet he will be, and Joker knows it too, s'why he's not fightin' it too hard. Or maybe he is fightin' it, I dunno." @smokingaceschw
The pendulum had swing back in Ace's direction in terms of who was getting it. Tessa had always been an easy target, his princess was damn near infamous among them so it took it all in stride. "Yeah yeah be careful or I might take your girl just for fun. Maybe you're on to something with moving in silence, D. And if his sister is sick of you then I wouldn't blame her Marlo, you drool." He nodded liking where Dion's head was at, and he clapped him on the shoulder, "Let him heal it is. See what he has to say for himself, either way that fucker is gonna bleed." Ace caught Marlo's phone easily and took a look at Teagan, "Damn that is the billboard chick. He knocked her up?" Ace let out a long whistle as he tossed Marlo his phone back, "She is fine shit." Ace filed this knowledge in the back of his head, if Kit thought he could evade them during the coup then Ace was going to have to do a little more than just beat the guy down, it was a little personal, only a little though. While Ace had every faith in the world of Cam's capabilities, if he even cared about his perception in the gang that was his own battle to fight. All he knew was that his brother had taken his beating like a man and even though he bitched and moaned sometimes he did what needed to be done. "Joker just likes to sit on his high horse. Sometimes he climbs down other times he stays up there." The quiet part was that he was a fine soldier regardless and maybe that chip on his shoulder would always stop him from unlocking all of his greaser potential but his kid brother had potential in other areas that meant that he'd have a good life in the long run, and as his older brother, that's all Ace could ask for. As his gang leader it was good enough that he at least feared the consequences enough to do what he had to do. "Alright you won, Marlo don't cum in your pants about it. Means you get to decide what we do next." @diondempsey
"I know I'm on to somethin'." The less people were in his business the better the way Dion saw it- he didn't mind hearing other people's business though, gossip that ran rampant through town and eventually found its way back to his ears at the bar. Ignoring Marlo, he gave Ace a nod back then peaked over his shoulder at the phone. "Damn," he echoed, "She blind?" He might've not had a traditional moral code but he did draw a line when it came to involving people's kids, so that was just leverage for later, unless Ace had another idea. What he did know was Kit needed to pay them back tenfold, not in cash but in blood. Oddly enough he saw a bit of himself in Joker. Dion barely finished high school, let alone go to college, but he was smart nonetheless, and observant, like Cam. If he leaned on that a little more and quit whining so much he figured he'd have an easier time with the gang, and even be a great greaser, but he knew he'd find success other places too. "I don't think he's doin' so bad," he said not because he thought Ace wanted to hear it but honestly, then looked to Marlo, "And don't go pickin' some goofy shit either." @polomikami
