- The first stores in Rostov-on-Don opened their doors, and the city slowly awakened. Wen was still kind of sleepy and didn't wanna go, but Sar practically pulled her out of the motel. As the two walked out, the cold morning air hit them. -
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"Come on, we're gonna be late." Sar said, annoyed, and Wen was also annoyed, following after her. "Bro, this isn't even necessary." Wen told Sar, hoping they'd go back and sleep in until the afternoon. At last, Wen still wanted to get some more rest before the meeting.
Then, Sar spotted it—a two person bike. "Holy bazinga. It's almost like we poor proles have been blessed!" Sar talked as if she was a character in a Shakespearean play. The two advanced towards the bike at a steady pace, ready to fight for it if needed.
"Girl. What the hell are proles?" Wen asked as she gave Sar a quick side-eye. "It's like a worker, y'know?" Sar spoke and got on the bike, waiting for Wen. "Oh well." Wen said, and got on the seat behind Sar. "Mimic and Comradeski departing now!" she said in a joking manner, and Sar took off.
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Sar was speeding on the bike, with Wen almost falling off about 3 times. There were many bumps on the way which made their trip quite dangerous. On top of that, a brown bear had appeared out of nowhere from a nearby forest and had been chasing the hitwomen. Then, a fellow comrade offered the bear some vodka, and it stopped chasing them. Bears in Russia really are built differently.
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"Damn, that was insane. We definitely have some stories to tell when we get there." Sar noted, and Wen and her made their way into the factory where everyone was already there and waiting. The inside was warmer than yesterday, and it seemed like some members were cleaning it up before Wen and Sar arrived. Needless to say, it was a perfect spot for meeting up and discussing robberies.
Sar and Wen walk in, the sound of their boots stepping on the ground echoing off the walls. "What if I just threw a grenade in here?" Wen suddenly mentioned, abruptly breaking the quiet atmosphere. "Now, now, no need to go all explosive on us." One particularly southern man spoke up; this was Jake Rawlins from Hells Angels.
"Yeehaw, brother!" said Sar in an exaggerated southern accent. Sar and Wen sat at the table, and the same cowboy from earlier replied: "Ay! Ya from Texas, too?" he leaned back in his chair. "Nah, I'm just messin' with ya." she responded in the same accent. "But in all seriousness, I'm from Kazakhstan."
Jake raised an eyebrow. "Kazakhstan? What's that?" Another member, Ekaterina, rolled her eyes. "Kazakhstan is a central Asian country. Did they not teach you that in America?" she joked, and a few laughters could be heard across the table.
"Well, of course they did! Just never heard of Kazakhstan.." Now he was kind of insulted and crossed his arms. Another representative was about to retort, but someone else spoke: "Let's all settle down." One very calm and collected man said, it was Wei Zhang from the Triads, and this seemed to reduce the tension in the room by a lot.
After a few seconds of silence, now that the atmosphere was quiet, Salvatore spoke up: "Alright, this is the last time to discuss our plan before we finally step into action. So it's best not to cause any more ruckus, so to not waste time, okay?" he said, and as he mentioned the last part, he glanced at a few mischievous troublemakers.
"Why is bro looking at us?" Wen whispered, looking at Tommy and Sar next to her. "I dunno." Tommy shrugged, and Sar also whispered: "Dude is onto us." Then, Lian chuckled and said in a more lighthearted tone: "Come on, guys. There's no time to lose."
With this, the meeting continued on a lot quieter than usual. They were being quite productive and thought of things like escape routes and such. As their meeting came to a close, Sar suddenly remembered something. "On our way, we encountered a brown bear which was chasing us. Then someone gave it Vodka, and bro stopped chasing us."
Everyone looked at Sar like she was an otherworldly alien. Wen added: "Broski even drank, like, half the bottle." Now everyone was looking at Wen like she was the alien. Ivan crossed his arms and leaned forward. "The brown bear drank the vodka?"
Wen nodded. "Exactly! This dude took the bottle and just drank it." Sar laughed and continued: "You won't believe it, but he was doing the slavic squat while drinking." Ivan stared at them blankly, not laughing at all. "You still haven't changed from when I was babysitting you two when you were little, you know?"
"Well, we're still the same troublemakers." Wen said as she stood up, "I mean, we're not that bad." Sar commented and also stood up. The two walked out together and waved the rest of the members goodbye.
