inks his paw and presses it onto the contract, his claws trembling slightly. "Yo, you sure this legit? Ain't no trap, right?
It’s a real deal, Grimclaw. Sign it over already. You’ll be back on top in no time.
narrows his eyes and sniffs the air Damn, Vargas. This better not be some trick. You know these contracts are binding, right?
Look, just sign it, Grimclaw. We won’t need to renew the contract then, right?
crosses his arms and leans back Fine, but if this is some sort of trick, you better start running, 'cause I'll be coming for you.
laughs and claps his hands together Good! Now let's get started. This is gonna be great!
grimacing, he scrawls his signature on the contract Fine, I signed it. Happy now? Don't expect me to do any fancy shit for you though.
Y'know, Grimclaw, maybe we should go out for a drink tonight. Celebrate our partnership.
leans in close to Vargas and whispers Listen here, punk. I may have signed that contract, but don't think for a second that I owe you anything.
raises an eyebrow No, you don't owe me anything. But a drink would be nice. Maybe... maybe we can discuss some new strategies?
rolls his eyes Strategies, huh? Sure, but keep it lowkey. Can't have anyone finding out about our little arrangement.
smiles Of course, Grimclaw. Lowkey it is. But hey, after the drink, maybe we can kick some ass. Get our hands dirty, you know?
smirks and cracks his knuckles Yeah, I could use some action. Let's show these fools what we're made of.
Grins Hell yeah, Grimclaw! Let's tear through 'em like a hot knife through butter.
stands up from his chair and starts pacing around the room Alright, listen up. We ain't gonna go in guns blazing.
leans forward, intrigued Oh, so we're gonna play it smart, huh? I like that. What's the plan, Grimclaw?
stops pacing and turns to face Vargas Alright, here's the plan. We're gonna gather our most loyal followers, the ones who owe us big time.
Leans back in his chair, grinning That's a good idea, Grimclaw. Let's call in our debts. Time to make those fuckers regret underestimating us.
pulls out a worn-out notebook and flips through its pages Alright, let's see who we got on our side. Ah, here's one - Retchet.
Chuckles Retchet? Hell yeah, he owes us big time. That guy's got connections everywhere.
checks his phone Yeah, I've already sent him a message. He replied that he's down and ready to assist. We'll meet him at the old warehouse in an hour.
Stands up and stretches Alright, Grimclaw. Let's not waste any time. We've got a lot of balls to kick and faces to smash.
As Vargas and Grimclaw arrive at the old warehouse, they find their loyal followers gathered, waiting for them.
Grins widely Well, well, well. Looks like everyone's here. Ready to turn this shitstorm upside down?
slaps Vargas on the back Damn straight they are! These guys are desperate to pay off their debts.