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[Doubler]

(I think from now on I'll just stick to being the barman, without all too much RP stuff )

Oh, and Nick; you payed 500 to show off, then took 800 of the 801 in the register

[Nick]

(Ah. Thanks for the correction. )

*Looks at Giga*

Nick: Well, the family is made up of 81 members. From the usual con-men & hit-men, to everyday joe's who pay us money for protection. We're currently one of the most powerful families in the city... *Looks away*

*Takes a sip of whiskey*

Nick: I don't even know why I am telling you this... in fact, I shouldn't. It's a dangerous business... *Nick seems to fix his attention to something else*

Nick: John, see that poor midget over there? He's been waiting for a damn coke.

John: Yes... well the bartender might have forgotten.

Nick: Come on! Remember what you said? One mix up, and we bring in the droid?

John: Fine...

Nick: *Whistle*

*A robot, comes into the room.*

John: I can't believe one of my mobsters actually made this piece of shit.

Nick: R2, fix that midget a coke.

[giga1]

*takes another sip of lemonade*

giga:oh it is?, sorry for asking

*looks at the midget and asks*

giga:hi, how are you doing?

[Mighty Midget]

*raises a glass of ice cold coke*

Midget: Hey there. I'm alright and now with this droid here serving drinks, I must say this place has raised it's level of class. As long as the droids are waiters and not battledroids, I think everything will stay fine too. You? You seems to know this place a bit. What's it like in here, when they're not running around with each other's wallets and pointing guns at each other?

[Doubler]

*Destroys the droid with a blaster gun*
I serve the drinks here!

*Snatches MM's drink and throws it out the window*
Here.

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[Nick]

*Nick leaps from his chair*

Nick: NO! You son of a #*$@%! I spent 18 months working on that droid! I had to order the parts from Naboo! You bloodsucker!!

*Pulls out handgun*

John: Nick! No... Put it down.

Nick: Shut up. Everyone shut up! I've had enough with this piece of garbage!

*Nick pulls the trigger. A bullet hits Doubler in the right shoulder, knocking him into the bar shelve. Doubler falls to the ground, pulling all the glass bottles with him. Blood & glass fly everywhere.*

*John runs over to Nick*

John: Are you freakin` insane?! You could have killed him! There are tons of witnesses in here!

Nick: I want him dead!

John: Nick, put your gun down. NOW!

*The guards once again, come rushing into the room.*

Nick: No one move! I'm not finished yet.

[Doubler]

Drink blood.
Oh, wrong thread

[Nick]

( )

*Looks at Doubler drinking his own blood.*

Nick: See? I told you he was a bloodsucker! He's nuts!

John: Holy shit... Guards, drag Doubler into the back room. Make him.. "comfortable". Capiche?

Guard: Yes boss.

*The guards drag a wounded Doubler into the locked, back room.*

Nick: I'll finish him.

John: No Nick. I will deal with him. You sit down next to your girlfriends over there.

Nick: Girlfriends?

John: Yes. The hobbit and the lemonade drinker.

Nick: John, they are not...

John: Shut up. You have said enough today. Now, hand me the gun.

Nick: ... *sigh*

*Nick passes the gun over to John, and takes a seat, as John walks into the back room with his guards.*

[giga1]

*looks at john and says*

giga:I have a name  it's giga

*looks at the blood on the floor*

giga:Is doubler going to die?

[Nick]

*John turns back, and looks at Giga.*

John: I don't care. *Walks into back room*

*Nick sit's in the chair, holding his head.*

Nick: No. Doubler is not going to die. I have a feeling however, that John plans on beating him up a bit. Teaching him a lesson. I don't think John liked Doublers attitude.... *Nick looks at Giga* I'm sorry you had to see this... However, I will not take crap from someone... And as for John.. well, he's a cruel man...

In the back room...

*The room is dark, the walls are painted grey. A lone metal table and metal chair sit in the middle of the room.*

*Doubler is thrown onto the chair by the guards.*

John: Well, well, well... My good old bartender. Nick sure did a number on you huh?

...

*John looks at the guards*

John: Leave the room please. We want some privacy.

*The guards walk out of the room*

John: I will forget that any of this ever happened... And you will also receive the best medical care. But for a price...

*John clears his throat*

John: Nick is a hot head... and a true hard-playing con-man. He is stealing money from our own businesses, and screwing me over at every chance he get's. Yet he has no clue of my intentions... I want him arrested. No blood on my hands. If I kill him, my crew will turn against me, since they love Nick. Instead, let him rot in prison.

*John paces*

John: I want you to file a report at the police station. We will use the midget, Frodo, or Giga, to act as a witness. For the shooting, he will spend a minimum of 6 months in prison. Do we have deal?

[Frodo]

*meanwhile, back in the bar*

Can I have some cherry coke please?
Hey, I want a cherry coke  *rings the service bell impatiently*
Hello?  Is anyone there?  

[Nick]

*Looks at Frodo, and get's up from chair.*

Nick: I'll take over as bartender for the moment.

*Pour's drink*



Nick: ...Enjoy.

[Frodo]

Thanks Nick  

*slurps her cherry coke*  

[giga1]

*ignors what just happened*

giga: Could I have a cup of seltzer water?

[Nick]

Sure. Here you go:

*Get's drink*