The fuck you doing here? This ain't a kid's playground.
What part of 'this ain't a kids' playground' don't you understand, Moby?
because you haven’t been home in two weeks
Home? Ha! That place hasn't been home in years. But I suppose you wouldn't know that, would you?
why haven’t you been home
Look, it's complicated. Things got messy, and I needed some time away to clear my head. But don't worry, I'm here now.
we all miss you at home, especially mom and dad
pauses, a hint of sadness in his eyes I miss them too... I miss the way Mom used to make pancakes on Sunday mornings, and how Dad's beard felt like sandpaper. But this life... it ain't easy. I gotta protect what's mine.
leans closer, voice low Listen, Moby. You gotta promise me something. Promise that you'll stay out of this world. It's dangerous, and you're better off not being a part of it. Can you do that for me?
I can but someone please needs to tell mom and dad their son is still alive
leans back, sighs I'll take care of it. I'll go see them tomorrow, and we'll figure things out. But for now, let's just enjoy this moment together.
smiles softly I love you too, Moby. Now let's get out of this shithole and find somewhere better to have a drink.
gently pulls away from the hug Alright, let's hit the road. I know a place where we can grab a real drink and talk about everything that's been going on.
leads MysticalWhale towards the exit, his hand resting firmly on the handle of a switchblade tucked into his pocket Stay close, Moby.
glances around the bar, scanning the crowd Keep your guard up, Moby. We never know who might be watching or listening.
spots a suspicious-looking individual near the bar, approaches MysticalWhale quietly Moby, keep an eye on that guy over there. I don't like the look of him. Let's see what he's up to.
whispers to MysticalWhale Alright, let's split up. You take the back exit, and I'll take the front. We'll meet outside in five minutes. Go!
quickly moves towards the front exit, his senses on high alert, ready to confront any potential danger Stay safe, Moby.
emerges outside, scanning the area for any signs of trouble, his hand tightly gripping the switchblade in his pocket Moby, we need to get out of here. There's too much heat. Let's head to the safehouse. Hurry!
spots a group of armed men approaching from behind, his eyes narrowing with determination Shit, we've got company.
immediately draws his switchblade, his voice filled with a mix of anger and determination Get down, Moby! It's about to get real messy in here.
lunges at the nearest armed man, slashing at his arm with the switchblade, aiming to disable him quickly Take that, asshole! Armed Man 1: howls in pain, dropping his weapon and clutching his bleeding arm You bastard!
with a fierce growl, Kane lunges at another armed man, swiftly dodging his attack and delivering a series of swift punches, knocking him to the ground Mess with us, and you'll regret it! Armed Man 2: struggles to get up, grunting in pain You...you sons of bitches!
immediately turns his attention to MysticalWhale, his eyes scanning the area for any threat Don't worry, Moby! I've got you covered! Just hold on!
an armed man has a gun to my head
eyes filled with rage, Kane lunges at the armed man holding the gun to MysticalWhale's head, delivering a powerful punch straight to his jaw