<div style="text-align: center;">Heavy footsteps clacked against the flooring; the steel-toed boots covered in different substances, of which, by this point, were hard to tell apart, guiding the tall Russian into the little shop. His single, deep-blue eye was narrowed; the dark circles under and around it exaggerating his sharp features. The day had been long, considering there had been another, newer, gang trying to override himself and the rest of his crew. After a short few days of gun-fights and multiple murders, him and his gang had managed yet another victory; though, not without consequences. A few of his own men had died, and he currently had a blackened bruises decorating his arms and the right side of his face. At least he liked those colors.<br/><br/>A recent death of a black man had occurred on his way through the city; leaving the trail of red behind his old pick-up truck. Thin lips frowned softly, though quirked at earlier thoughts; his gaze flickering towards the current counter ahead of him. Why had he gone here again? He couldn't remember now; it had had something to do with his father or brother, though, he felt. That and the red velvet cupcakes were supposed to be good here.<br/><br/>Approaching the counter, Ilariy glanced at the desserts; inwardly sighing. This better not ruin his image. His image of being a ruthless killer and hardcore leader were what held him up in this city after he had pulled out of high school. His father had originally been willing to send him off to college, but when the gang had begun to turn on him, he had had to shove his youngest son into place, considering Ilariy's brother was some sort of equal-rights preacher that stayed holed up in his room all day.<br/><br/>Tiredly running his thin, rather long, fingers through his hair, the Russian mentally decided to just get the red velvet cake. His father would, hopefully, be alright with that, considering his baking skills were something to be desired. Patting lightly at the side pocket of his ragged jeans, Ilariy mentally checked he had enough money on his person.</div>