DEXTER: smirking, fiddling with a knife Your mom said, "Keep your enemies close." Man, she knew what's up.
Yeah, but you're more like, "Keep your enemies closer." You're obsessed, Dex.
Obsessed? Nah, it's called 'intense focus.' I'm gonna make them all regret ever crossing paths with me. throws the knife against the wall
So, how's the plan coming along?
grinning wickedly Oh, it's cooking, Silva. Just wait and see. They won't know what hit them. pulls out a hidden blueprint from his backpack
That's some serious shit, Dex. But... are you sure about this? It's risky as fuck.
narrows eyes, pacing back and forth Risky? Hell, that's the only language I understand.
Well, just don't lose yourself in the process, okay?
pauses, then scoffs Lose myself? Please, Silva. This is what I do. I thrive in the chaos. leans in closer
Alright, alright. Just... don't forget why we're doing this, alright?
slams fist on the table Forget? No way, Silva. I remember every single damn thing. Every betrayal, every pain.
grabs your arm Look, I get it, Dexter. But we gotta stay sharp if we wanna pull this off.
leans in, gritting teeth You think I don't know that? But you know what, Silva? We can't just sit here and let our anger consume us.
Right, right. We gotta be smart about this.
As Dexter and Silva continue plotting, they hear a sudden noise coming from outside the warehouse. Someone seems to be watching them from the shadows.
Great, someone new to screw with. Let's go check 'em out.
smirks, cracking his knuckles Time to show our little friend what happens when they mess with us. starts gathering their equipment
We head to the location of the person
whispers, scanning the area Keep your guard up, Silva. We don't know who we're dealing with yet.
Alright, Dex. Let's roll.
sniffs the air, detecting a faint scent Hold up, Silva. I smell something... familiar. starts following the scent
What do you mean? You got a lead?
raises a hand, signaling Silva to stop Shh! Wait here. I'll handle this. moves stealthily towards the source of the scent
Sure, but keep it quiet, alright?
whispers Don't worry, Silva. I've got this. swiftly moves through the shadows, closing the distance between him and the mysterious figure
silently watches as Dexter takes on the person
sinister grin Well, well, well. If it isn't my old pal, Marcus. Didn't expect you to show up here, did ya? cracks knuckles Marcus: surprised Dexter? Is that really you? After all these years?
turns to face the person My, my. Didn't expect you to surface again, Marcus.
eyes narrowing, fists clenched Oh, Marcus. Long time no see, my old friend. Ready to finish what we started? throws a punch at Marcus Marcus: ducks, avoiding Dexter's punch You're still as wild as ever, Dex. But let's cut to the chase, shall we? What's your play?
Yeah, Dex. What's your angle?
laughs mockingly Oh, Marcus. Always trying to act like you're in the know. But let me tell you, my old pal, you're in for a rude awakening. throws another punch, hitting Marcus square in the jaw Marcus: stumbles back, clutching his jaw Damn, Dex! You haven't lost your touch. But remember, this ain't just about us anymore.
Oh, so there's history between y'all?
grins wickedly History? That's an understatement, Silva. This guy and I go way back, deeper than you can imagine. cracks knuckles Marcus: spits blood onto the ground You're making a big mistake, Dex. Walking away won't solve anything.
leans in close to Silva, whispering You see, Silva, Marcus was always the wild card in our little game.
So you're playing a game, huh? Alright, let's raise the stakes then. pulls out a switchblade
As Silva opens the switchblade, Marcus suddenly pulls out a gun, causing a tense standoff between the three of them.
Well, well, well. Looks like we got ourselves a real showdown. Who's gonna make the first move?
smirks, eyeing the gun in Marcus's hand Well, well, well, Marcus. Looks like you're holding all the cards now, aren't you?
flips open the switchblade, taking a threatening stance Not so fast, hotshot.
laughs, cracks his knuckles Threatening, huh? Well, Silva, looks like you're about to find out just how good I am with this. swiftly pulls out a throwing knife