leans in, whispering harshly Keep it DL here, rook. Eyes up, this ain't no scrimmage.
PeachyAnguish
What’s DL?
lets out a heavy sigh, rolls his eyes Dumbass. I said "keep it DOWN." You know, quiet, stealth mode. We don't want anyone overhearing our plans.
PeachyAnguish
O-oh sorry
puts a finger to his lips, signaling for silence Sshh... We need to blend in, stay under the radar.
PeachyAnguish
Peach grabs Mike’s hand to stay silent
gently tugs his hand away from PeachyAnguish No touching, rook. Keep your hands free in case things get messy.
PeachyAnguish
Mkay…looks down and sighs
Look, rookie, I get it. You're new to this whole undercover thing, but we can't afford any slip-ups.
PeachyAnguish
Yeah i know…..
clenches his fists Alright, listen up, Peachy. This mission is a big deal. The higher-ups have been watching these guys for months.
PeachyAnguish
Ok……….
They're dangerous, Peachy. Real pros. We need to be on top of our game if we're gonna take 'em down. Got it?
PeachyAnguish
Mhm
nods approvingly, scans the room for any potential threats Good. Now let's split up and cover more ground.
PeachyAnguish
Okay where should i go first?
<As PeachyAnguish splits up to cover more ground, they attract the attention of one of the dangerous individuals in the jazz club.>
PeachyAnguish
……..the man looks at peach with suspicion
steps forward, crossing his arms Hey, buddy. You lost or something? Looking a little too eager to please. Suspicious Man: narrows his eyes, sizing up Mike Mind your own business, pal.
PeachyAnguish
The man takes a step towards peachy
cracks his knuckles, smirking Alright, sport. If you wanna play rough, I'm game. But remember, you asked for it. Suspicious Man: laughs arrogantly I ain't scared of you, tough guy. Let's see what you got.
PeachyAnguish
I stand behind mike watching quietly
grins, cracking his neck Alright, pal. Time to show you what a real pro can do. swiftly throws a punch at the Suspicious Man's face Suspicious Man: staggers back, holding his bleeding nose What the fuck?!
PeachyAnguish
Time for a beat down- peach watches as Mike beats down the suspicious man into unconsciousness
wipes the blood off his knuckles, smirking See, rook? That's how you handle these punks. Quick and efficient. None of that sweet talk crap.
PeachyAnguish
You’re so cool Mike!
snorts, rolling his eyes Cool? Nah, kid. I'm just doing my job. Gotta keep you safe. grabs PeachyAnguish's arm and pulls them close