Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20160411003713/@comment-25038310-20160417221448

"That went fucking awful." Sander muttered, burying his head in his palms as the ringing in his ears refused to cease.

The plan had worked, originally. Yet, the drugs were grinded to dust now, the warehouse was blown up and engulfed in a mass of fire and a plume of thick black smoke hung pver the city - something that could most likely still be seen by most people. Wouldn't be long bwfore others arrive.

Their RV was.. taken with the blast. Jon was forced to rig it woth explosives, jump out at the last possible srcond as it crashed through the garage, pulled the trigger, and set a few dozen men ablaze or left in pieces. A few seperate limbs and horribly burnt bodies dotted their surroundings. Some were burning alive as they hopelessly tried patting it away.

The two sat in an alleyway next to a green dumpster, watching the scene from afar. They were unharmed for the most part, except for a few bruises amd whatnot.

"We killed 'em all, din't we?" Jon asked.

"Yeah. But lost the drugs."

"Meh. Bad for you anyways."

"Wasn't planning on using them, you fucking junkie. Could've been a product. Lafayette industries, coke for every bloke." He muttered.

Jon snickered for a moment at the motto, not taking the insult to heart. Today was a good day.

"Should prolly leave." Jon said. "Think cops are gonna be here soon."

"In the neighborhood?" Sander asked, rather surprised.

"Better to be sure."

"S'pose you're right." The man said as he patted away some dust on the sleeves of his trenchcoat as he rose to his feet.

"I'll just hijack a car. You got a gun, right?"

"Yeah.." sander muttered absently as he saw a few people from the neighborhood gather around the building, some turning away in disgust or calling others - most likely the cops, an ambulance or maybe guya from the fire department..