<em>Clomp, clomp, clomp.</em>The firm rubber of Mario's shoes echoed off every surface of the alleyway. "You can't be far..." his voice had a similar effect. "You're only making this harder for yourself, you know... If you'd just pay your protection, like everyone else, you wouldn't even need to run..." Mario lectured the shadows of the alleyway as stalked each one in his pursuit for Jasmine, his voice echoing from around the corner. "Give yourself up now, and we'll give you one more chance to do things<em>right!"</em>A bottle shattered at the end of the street, answered by the hissing and crying of a fleeing cat. Apparently not true to what he was saying, Mario wasted no time to attack anything he thought might be her.<br/><br/>The clomping of his feet grew ever closer as he rounded the corner, looking into the shadows behind the dumpster. For a brief moment, he locked eyes with the girl as she hid. "Where'd that bitch go..." he muttered to himself, his he looked around, as though he couldn't see her. These suits didn't seem like the joking type, but on the other hand, it wasn't possible that he was overlooking her, though that seemed to be the case. Though she was mere inches from his face, he seemed to be looking straight through her, , though he was still drawling closer, reaching in his pocket for his lighter.<br/><br/><hr/>Even in the setting sun, the fine silk of Luigi's jacket gave the man a shining appearance. There was no doubt with a suit like that, he wasn't just similar to the men on the ship, he had to be the exact one who was making a deal with Critz. He looked up at Meredith even as he continued to run the thin wire around Isa's wrists. The metal was very fine, and he wound it very tight, the more Isa struggled, the more it cut into her wrists. It was never designed to be used as a restraint, which made it a rather effective and painful one. His eyes narrowed as he saw the uniform, as though he knew exactly who she was, as well, and wasn't happy to see here there, instead of being dragged home by the boys. "I'd stay out of this." he warned as he tied off Isa's wrists, clipping the wire to put back into his coat. "Learning to pick your battles is important in this city,<em>Princess</em>, if you want to last long here." he didn't even get up to challenge her, certain she would back down.<br/><br/><hr/>"You like to be a smartass, huh?" A voice sounded behind Yam as someone grabbed her from behind. Pauly reached around Yam, not being cautious of where he grabbed as he wrapped her arm around her chest, pulling her tight against him, slapping a cloth with a strong smell over her mouth. "You think you're so much smarter than everyone else, how come you never saw this shit coming?" his voice was starting to trail off, Yam needed to act fast is she wanted to stay conscious. "This seriously looked like a party to you? You were probably so busy being a bitch you didn't even notice there's no yacht!" Even as she faded, he wouldn't shut up, the man seemed to have quite the temper. "Daddy must be so proud..."