<strong>Mari<br/>After a gunfight<br/>Observing her handiwork</strong><br/>The guy was somewhere in a different space, it seemed. Maybe he was just too dull, maybe too loyal a follower, or maybe he had gone to the stratosphere from all the cocaine. Maybe more than one of those.<br/>You would likely never know...<br/>The guy pulls a smoke grenade from his coat, dropping the gun like so much useless weight.But then he throws it behind Romario, hiding both of them in the thick smoke. The smoke erupts, causing tears in your eyes almost like tear-gas... but its main goal is to obscure, not to kill you via smoke inhalation.<br/>The hail of fire from Nix's goons lead to some laughter from the other side of the smokescreen - they don't manage to hit even the Italian, who's leaving after laying the suppressive fire for his boss's escape. With all the shooting and screaming, it's hard to shoot by sound, so the smokescreen works quite well.<br/>Well, there was less screaming since most people ran away or huddled low - but after the Desert Eagle's shot, an woman added her screams to the nonsense. "I'm hurt", "My blood is pouring", all the useless stuff people tend to scream. As if anyone involved in a shoot-out would stop to check on them.<br/>It almost seemed like the guy might run away. Except the girl who saved Nix rose to her feet immediately after the guy dropped the gun. It only took one smooth motion, and she still had her gun.<br/>Then she pointed to a point in the smoke, and shot. You hear a man's cry of agonising, shearing pain.<br/>... seems like you'll never know why the guy was unimpressed,<strong><em>unless you check his file in the mortuary.</em></strong><br/>***<br/>Gabi is whimpering at the floor. Other men and women have also been shot, trampled near the exits, or similar things.<br/>The Latino Kings are the only ones still around, but Nix's group meets them with pointed guns. And there are only three of them.<br/>Then someone without the colours of the gang steps forward and shakes his head. He doesn't wear their colours, but he seemed like one of them.<br/>"Go in peace, mon. I didn't invite either of you so you'd piss all over my party and shoot my guests, but you did what you did. You'll have to talk to my bros about... amends, I guess. It's not me you've gotta talk with now. No time to talk now, pigs are going to be here in minutes, and we've gotta do some cleaning".<br/>He moves back in the line, and they lower their own guns, going back to the "cleaning" part. Some people get loaded on stretchers, and it seems there's a van outside.<br/>Nix's blood-shot eyes turn towards Mari.<br/>"You, the battle-angel-whatwasyournameagain... Tell me who you are, and rapidly. Or better yet, tell me this while we're drivin' away!"<br/>The girl with the still smoking gun smiles at you.<br/>"We can take your girlfriend as well", she adds in the same throaty, low voice. "I think a doctor can be found as well..."<br/>Nix looks at her, but doesn't contradict her. Instead, he nods.<br/>"Yes, and pick that Brazilian one-legged sack of shit as well! I want to make an example!"