TW: Underage drinking
No One POV
(y/n): Now, we can all start pulling triggers and let this turn into a massacre, but that's not why you're here, is it?
Balalaika just looked at (y/n), her APS still to his head and (y/n) didn't back down either with his Desert Eagle to her chin. The Mexican Standoff was still happening in the bar as Bao was hiding behind the bar. Balalaika and (y/n) looked at each other as crazed smiles slowly went onto their faces and Balalaika let out a laugh. Both of them lowered and holstered their respective pistols and everyone breathed a sigh of relief and lowered their weapons.
Balalaika: You're an interesting one (y/n). I would like to-
(y/n): No thanks.
Balalaika: *chuckles a little* Why's that?
(y/n): I know who you are and what you're offering and I'm not interested. You run Hotel Moscow, a subsidiary of The Russian Mafia. I know what you people do and I'll never associate myself with the likes of you because of what you do to innocent people.
Balalaika: Hmm. It seems that you have a moral compass like Rock here.
(y/n): *looks at her with a hardened look* Make no mistake Balalaika, I'm not afraid of taking lives or of killing.
Balalaika looked at him with an interesting look on her face as (y/n) knocked back a 3rd shot of Bacardi.
Balalaika: You have the moral compass of Rock yet, you don't shy away from killing either.
Revy: Believe me, sis, he's no joke.
Balalaika: Hmmm.
Balalaika looked up and finally saw John next to (y/n).
Balalaika: Mr. Wick, to what do we owe the pleasure?
John: Business, Balalaika.
Balalaika: I see.
John: With him. *referring to (y/n)*
Balalaika: I see. You're working together then?
John: Yeah.
Balalaika: I see. How's Vigo?
John: Dead.
Balalaika: What happened?
John: He got in the way to protect his son.
Balalaika: I see.
Balalaika got up and started walking towards the exit.
Balalaika: A pleasure, (y/n).
She walked out with the rest of her security team as The Lagoon Company breathed a sigh of relief.
Revy: (thoughts) This kid is fucking crazy!
(y/n) was still sitting there, unfazed by what just happened.
Dutch: We should probably go.
John and (y/n): Yeah.
Dutch paid for the tab and the 6 of them got up and walked out. John, (y/n), Rock, and Revy were in the back seats as Benny and Dutch sat up front, Benny in the driver's seat. They drove to The Lagoon Company's headquarters while making conversation with each other. They arrived outside the building and got out of the car.
Dutch: Welcome to The Lagoon Company Mr. Wick, (y/n).
The 6 of them walked inside and got comfortable. (y/n) was sitting at the island, field-stripping his Desert Eagle and checking the parts, The Lagoon Company was sitting around on the couches, Revy and Rock smoking while Revy had her legs proper up on the table, and John was standing towards the back. Revy was watching (y/n) like a hawk.
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