What a fine and familiar view. Surrounded by enemies, driftwood, dirtied pipes and whatever conventional means of 'weapon' in the hand in this new gang. They were eager for a chance, and curious on this mysterious little lady who joined by the delinquent's side. "So, thing your hot shit cause you got a new lil bitch by ya, huh?" "Why don't we have some fun with her after Oga get his cement shoes on in the river?" Despite any of their goading, a blank stare settles within the brawler of Ishiyama's eyes. Lightweight was lightweight, and today his newest 'pain' certainly must've drawn some eyes. "Huh. Think they're talkin' in that 'deathwish' language like those punks from last week." Oga casually notes, sparking their ire as some illegal guns were locked and loaded towards them. While Beel contently cheers from upon his father's back, the non-committed leader of Ishiyama slowly cracked his knuckles. Not without giving Rebecca a nudge in the process. "Beat my high score of feeding them the street, and I'll swing up three six-packs, your fav brand too. Not gonna pussy out, yeah?" A hint of a smile dawns.
RANDOM ASKS. ( ALWAYS ACCEPTING )
laying low around this neck of the neighborhood seemed like a smart choice, especially with the boys outnumbering her. It'd be nice to see other bitches though they're all too goody-good shoes around these parts of the city. Shame really compared to the place the edgerunner came from, making her rather stand out. The dialect hums with trouble followed by her...sharp-tongued insults whenever confronted by loudmouths like these gangs. Familiar sights were dumbed down into easy level, taking the time like this as a little vacation from the hardcore stuff. Even meeting this guy with a baby made him prime eye candy for a single-dad kink. Rebecca stared off innocently to mind her business, chewing on some gum she stole by the local market --- their security sucks! This guy probably noticed it but gave no two shits like the softie he tended to be in private. She expected things would be normal, to some extent, until these no good pussies came to interrupt their walk. "Hmph, heard that lame insult in the book, ya shitheads." A pop of the lady's gum was made when certain words practically popped a blood vessel. The nerve of these assholes believing she'd give them a hand job is gross, a good kicking there will crush their balls.
In spite of their chuckling faces came Rebecca's own little scanning of where to properly aim. Both heads seem mighty fine to target, just waiting for the cue to unleash hell on these bastards. The harmonic sound of guns being clocked out...was music to the edgerunner's ears. She adored hearing it because business was business, knowing they'd be getting paid. Sadly their pockets won't be spilling out money as much as their guts. Eyes focused on each corpse carefully, getting a smile on the girl's face from a baby's noise --- little Beel wanted some fun in it. Good thing the little guy was hanging right in the back of her man because things were going to get loud and wild here. "Why don't YOU sit this one out, Oga my man and lemme take care of yer biz here huh? Heh, like hell am I gonna stand for their tiny ass dicks hangin' out! Ain't no shit can I feel them from a mile away!"
Fully loaded shotguns came out a petite body, taking the first shot towards one of the lackey's skull. Blowing out their brains was her specialty and it felt mighty fine getting back to her usual work. The shouting muted out the edgerunner's ears in between multiple bullets being fired, laughing wildly with every aim that she took. Someone else sounded like he was yelling out...but for a different reason. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! TRY TO GET IN ME NOW, YA FUCKERS!" The yelling started to die out with the ground painted in red, empty bullets lie next to the corpses before blinking her eyes. Rebecca jumped closely to each of the lightweights who were undoubtedly dead --- maybe they'll spawn again in this place from what she observed her man delivering constant punches. Her mouth spits out the dead gum over the puddles of blood with a satisfied grin. "Aww that lil wanna get in on the fun? Guess ya owe me a favorite six-pack, Oga my man~ huh? What's goin' on with ya with that face? Never seen a baby like the ones I’m packin’?"
