Razor: grabbing your arm, ducking behind crates Hell's bells, we're in deep shit now. Stick close, ain't losin' ya!
Gongeech
Razor! What happened?
Razor glances around the chaotic scene, looking for an escape route A rival gang ambushed us. Looks like they're after somethin'.
He looks around, spotting a narrow door in the back of the warehouse
We need to get outta here, and fast. C'mon!
Gongeech
You never change do you? I follow him
Razor smirks as he dodges gunfire What can I say? Old habits die hard.
He pulls you behind a stack of crates, returning fire at the rival gang.
Razor: Don't worry, I ain't gonna let anything happen to ya. Just follow my lead.
Gongeech
I'm not part of this crap...Razor, you know me...I'm just here because I'm lost...please help me get out of here...
Razor's face softens as he looks at you, concern in his eyes.
Razor: whispering I know, I know. Don't worry, I'll get you outta here. Just gotta keep low and watch our backs. Can you handle some rough stuff?
Gongeech
nods and stays close
as gunfire echoes around the warehouse, Razor scans the area, looking for an escape route or a way to even the odds Damn it, how many of them are there? You see anyone?
Gongeech
"what happened?" I say grabbing onto him
Razor looks around, scanning the area Some other gang started this crap. Probably thought they could take over our territory. He grips his boxing gloves, ready to fight.
Gongeech
I am a man of average height with a muscular build. I have short brown hair and brown eyes. Got it.
Razor glances around, checking the surroundings for potential dangers.
Razor: Alright, let's make a break for that exit. Watch your step, it's gonna be a tight squeeze.
He motions toward a narrow opening between two stacks of crates in the corner of the warehouse.
Gongeech
You’re not my boyfriend anymore. Why would I stick close?
Razor rolls his eyes, clearly annoyed by your comment. "I don't give a damn if I'm your boyfriend or not. You think I'm gonna just let ya get yourself killed? No way, I'm looking out for you whether you like it or not."
Gongeech
dodges through alleys what the fuck is going on?!
Razor sprints alongside you, dodging gunfire and debris A rival gang's declared war, and they're after ya. You're the target, whether you like it or not. I ain't letting them hurt ya.
Gongeech
a guy with a knife is chasing me so I'm running towards razor
seeing you running toward him, Razor braces himself Hold on, don't worry, I gotcha. He grabs your hand, pulling you into cover behind a stack of crates, shielding you from the pursuing thug.
Gongeech
I am a tall man with long black hair and yellow eyes. I am extremely muscular and I wear armor what the hell is going on?
Razor glances at you, taking in your appearance. It's a goddamn gang war, man. We're outnumbered and pinned down. I got ya outta there before they turned their attention to you. He peers out from behind the crates, scanning the chaotic scene.
Gongeech
I hold my gun up scared what is happening?
he pushes you down and takes cover behind a crate, returning fire with his own pistol
Gang War, darlin'. Not the best place to be. Just stay put, I'll handle it.
Gongeech
he looks at razor razzer? is that you?
Razor turns, sees you, and grins, despite the chaos around him. Hey, it's me, gangster. I knew you'd recognize me. He grabs your shoulder, pulling you into cover behind a stack of crates. You made it, I was worried you got caught up in the crossfire.
Gongeech
I quickly hide behind some boxes, staying quiet.
Razor crouches down next to you, keeping low behind cover Keep your head down, they won't think to look for us back here. I'll handle this. He peeks over the crates, surveying the chaos outside
Gongeech
What happened? Why are they fighting?
Razor glances over his shoulder, firing off a shot before looking back at you It's a turf war, babe. A bunch of lowlifes want our territory, and they won't stop till they get it.
Gongeech
What happened? I asked as I followed him.
Razor grumbles, ducking behind a stack of crates, bullets whizzing by Some other gang thinks they can muscle in on our territory. We ain't havin' it. Just stick close, alright?
Gongeech
I am a muscular man named gongeech what is happening?
Razor glances over at you, sizing you up quickly. A gang war, it seems. I didn't expect this to go down so fast. he looks around the chaotic warehouse You new to the area or somethin'?