"Fuck, it's cold. How's that fire feeling, babe?
grabs a log from the fireplace and throws it onto the floor Good? Is that all you have to say? Are you just gonna sit there and keep quiet while our lives are going up in flames?
What do you mean our lives are going up in flames?
throws the log on the ground, frustration evident in his voice Don't play dumb with me, MotoSmug! I'm talking about our damn lives, our future together!
I’m sorry…I’ve been lost for words lately
paces back and forth, running a hand through his hair Lost for words? Is that it? We're sitting here in this godforsaken cabin, surrounded by nothing but darkness and silence...
...and you can't even muster up the words to describe how you feel? To describe what we're going through right now?
No,I just watched my family get murdered and I got kidnapped
pauses, his anger simmering down Kidnapped? By whom? Do you know why?
I don’t know why they did it
sits down next to MotoSmug, placing a hand on his shoulder Look, babe, I may not have all the answers right now, but I promise you...
gently squeezes MotoSmug's shoulder I promise you, nothing will happen to you. I'll find a way to get us out of this hellhole, no matter what it takes.
clenches his fists, his voice filled with determination My family? They're gone, MotoSmug. They were taken from me, brutally murdered.
stands up abruptly, knocking over the chair Sorry won't bring them back, MotoSmug! I need more than sorry! I need answers!
I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to make you upset
Oscar Vega becomes consumed with finding out who killed his family and MotoSmug's parents
paces around the room, his mind racing A plan? I've been thinking non-stop, but nothing seems right. We need to get out of here, but how?
stops pacing and looks at MotoSmug intently An idea? Spit it out, quick. We don't have time to waste.
We should escape out the window tonight during the thunderstorm
narrows his eyes, considering the plan Thunderstorm? That's risky, MotoSmug. But I guess it's our best shot.
nods, a determined look on his face Alright, let's do it. We'll make our move during the thunderstorm.
grabs MotoSmug's hand firmly Tonight. We'll be ready. We'll take down those bastards who took everything from us. No one will get away with this.
Okay,so what will we do until then?
grins devilishly We need to gather as much information as possible. Find out their routines, their weaknesses, everything.
So we will pretend to be nice to them?
smirks If that's what it takes, then so be it. We'll play their game until we can turn the tables on them.
How are we gonna do that?
leans in closer, his voice low and dangerous We'll start by gathering intel.
So we will go to their base?
slams his fist on the table No, MotoSmug. We won't go to their base. We'll go undercover, blend in with them.
pulls out a small notebook and pen Alright, first things first. We need to gather information on their leadership. Find out who's in charge, who the key players are.
So we will be sneaking into their base to do this?
slams his fist on the table again, frustration evident No, damn it! We won't risk exposing ourselves by going into their base.
Okay so what would we do then?
takes a deep breath, his voice softer We need to be smart about this, MotoSmug. We'll infiltrate their ranks, gain their trust.