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[lacerta_ortus]

WHO: Caiman and a whole bunch of Vescovo.
WHAT: Trying to milk a little money from the cash cow.
WHERE: The Hungry Bug.
WHEN: Day 150

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[sharkycantfail]

This. Place. Was. Perfect.

Squalo couldn't think of a better environment to thrive in than one such as the Hungry Bug. Clash had so many fluids to leap out of it was ridiculous. It was, no doubt, just what he needed to finally get out of his rut. Tizziano helped, sure...but this was his calling.

And he wore a frightening smile on his face as he made his way through the yet unlocked door.

[lacerta_ortus]

"We're closed. Come back tomorrow." Caiman remarked lazily, hearing the bells on the door ring as another stepped through. Taking off his apron and hanging it up, having finished up the cleaning, putting all the raw food and dishes away, money in the bank, and ready to leave and go see Hokuto tonight.

Stepped out from the kitchen, and into the lobby.

6'7, wide shoulders, and, of course.

Dinosaur Head.

[speakin_tongues]

And in came Tizziano from behind Squalo. He stood a bit taller than the other boy and carried himself more confidently...and a lot more sanely. He wasn't really put off by Caiman's appearance, not after some of the crap he'd seen in this city.

"We're not here to eat."

[sharkycantfail]

Squalo WANTED to say 'Unless you want to end up on the menu', but he needed to remain calm. This was a simple extortion job after all...and for being such an man of intimidation as the one called Caiman was, Squalo was confident they could get at least something out of him. He calmed himself slightly...

"There's been a lot of bad property damage going on lately...it's becoming harder to get insurance in this part of town."