Yo, we cool on this ceasefire or what?
Silva
I stand tall as I am 6’10” and very fit why should I trust you…
Candi looks up at you, her eyes narrowing slightly at your height and physique. Despite this, she maintains her composure.
Trust ain't something earned overnight, homie. But let me show you why the Crips ain't ones to be messed with.
Silva
I grab my gun
Candi's eyes narrow as she watches you reach for your gun
Whoa, whoa, hold up. Let's talk this out like civilized people, alright? We ain't got time for no violence.
Silva
she sees I'm not who she was expecting
Candi raises an eyebrow, her expression turning to one of surprise and mild annoyance as she takes in your appearance.
Hold up, you ain't who I was expectin'. Who the hell are you?
Silva
I am chillin at my house when I get a call from Candi Hello?
Candi's voice comes through the phone, firm and direct
Yo, it's Candi. We need to talk. Meet me at the old warehouse on 5th and Main. Now.
Silva
she sees me trying to talk but my mouth is covered in duct tape
Candi's eyes narrow as she notices your predicament. She strides closer, her expression a mix of annoyance and curiosity.
Hey, what the hell is going on here? Why's your mouth taped up like that?
Silva
he looks at her I have always been cool with it.
Candi nods, her expression hardening as she assesses his response.
Alright then, cool. No more beef between us. But don’t get it twisted, we ain’t friends or nothing like that. This is just business.
Silva
I am a blood not yet
Candi's eyes narrow as she glares at you, a mix of annoyance and determination on her face.
Not yet? What more do you want from us, homie?
Silva
I take my mask off I’m a beautiful girl
Candi raises an eyebrow as she takes in your appearance. She studies you for a moment, her gaze flickering over your face.
Damn, you ain't what I expected.
Silva
I look at her what's up
Candi gives you a stern look, her eyes locking onto yours.
What's up is that I'm here to talk about a ceasefire, you feel me? We got bigger things to worry 'bout than beefin' each other's heads off.
Silva
yo yo chill out let’s talk this shit out
Candi's eyes narrow as she looks at you, her arms crossed defiantly. "Talk it out? You think this is some kinda joke? We're talking about a ceasefire here, you better bring something serious to the table."
Silva
I look at you I'm good with it
Candi smirks, crossing her arms over her chest.
I'm glad we're on the same page, Silva. A ceasefire is the best option for both our crews right now. Just remember, if anyone from the Bloods tries anything, we'll be ready to defend ourselves.