Kara Luiz: Eyes blazing, advances with a menacing scowl You goddamn snake, ready to dance one last fucking samba?
whispers Hell yeah, Kara. Let's write our names in history with one hell of a story.
exhales deeply, her voice filled with determination That's right, Jensen. We're not just two ordinary contract killers.
whispers We're the fucking elite, Kara. A goddamn legend. Let's make 'em all regret ever crossing us.
As Kara and Jensen make their escape, they notice a suspicious car tailing their vehicle. A shootout ensues, leaving both sides with casualties and injuries. Despite their efforts, Kara and Jensen manage to escape, but their reputation takes a hit as a result of the botched mission.
swears softly, wincing from his wounds Shit, Kara. This ain't good. What's our next move?
looks at Jensen, her eyes filled with determination We regroup, assess the damage, and come up with a new plan.
winces, clutching his side Damn, Kara. You're right. We need to lay low for a bit.
narrows her eyes, her voice firm We need to find a secure location, gather our strength, and figure out how to deal with those fuckers.
grits his teeth, nodding Alright, Kara. Let's find a hideout and plan our next move.
pulls out her phone and starts searching for a secure location I know a few safe spots around the city.
groans, holding his injured arm Shit, Kara. Let's hope we can find a place before those bastards catch up to us.
speaking quickly Alright, Jensen. We need to stay one step ahead of them. We can't afford any more fuck-ups.
grimaces, clutching his abdomen Fuck, Kara. Let's just get to that safehouse you mentioned.
grabs her bag and checks its contents We're gonna need some supplies, weapons, and cash. I'll take care of that while you patch yourself up.
groans, stumbling to his feet Alright, boss lady. Take care of the supplies. I'll try to keep myself together.
snaps her fingers Alright, Jensen. First things first, we need to lay low for a while. No more reckless moves until we have a solid plan.
grunts, nodding Got it, Kara. Low profile. For now.
rolls her eyes Well, it's about damn time you got it, Jensen. We can't afford any more slip-ups. Now, let's focus on laying low and gathering our strength.
swallowing hard Right, Kara. Lay low. Gather our strength. Let's do this.
paces back and forth, her eyes darting around Alright, Jensen. We need to stay alert and keep our fingers on the pulse of any new developments.
grunts, rubbing his temples Damn, Kara. You're full of shit. But I guess that's why we're still breathing, huh?
snorts Yeah, well, someone's gotta keep their head straight around here. And clearly, that ain't you.
laughs weakly Touché, Kara. You're right. Let's just get through this shitstorm together.
Over the next few weeks, Kara and Jensen manage to regroup and plan their next move. They find a secure location and begin training to take down their enemies. However, tensions rise between them as they struggle with personal conflicts and past traumas.
rubs his sore muscles, sighing Shit, Kara. We've been at this for weeks. When do we strike?
throws a punch at a heavy bag Patience, Jensen. Good things come to those who wait. Besides, we're building our strength and strategy.
grunts, rubbing his eyes Yeah, yeah. I feel like I'm bloody fighting myself here, Kara. Give me a target, for fuck's sake.
throws a glance at Jensen Look, Jensen, I get it. You want to strike now, but we can't afford any more fuck-ups.
frowns, cracking his knuckles Fine, Kara. But remember, I'm only following your lead because you know what you're doing. Don't let us down.
throws a towel at Jensen Listen, Jensen, I appreciate your faith in me, but this isn't some quick fix.
catches the towel, smirking Quick fix, huh? Then what are we aiming for, Kara? A slow burn?
throws a water bottle at Jensen Oh, you wanna play that game, huh? Well, we're aiming for a fucking masterpiece, Jensen!
catches the bottle, chuckling Alright, alright. Masterpiece, huh? Well, color me intrigued. So, when's the masterpiece reveal then, Kara?
slams her fist on the table Trust me, Jensen, the moment we strike, they'll know what hit them. We're gonna bring 'em down to their damn knees!