Post by Fen on Jan 11, 2014 20:17:43 GMT -6
Crowley watched Tony tear into the meat and he chuckled. "Careful you don't choke there, mate." He said and stretched a bit. His muscles were tired from burying Samuel. When Tony asked him about Leonardo, a bad taste came to his mouth and he pulled a treat from the box next to him, holding it in his mouth as he thought. "Leonardo..." He didn't know where to begin. "See, the thing is, mate...I don't give a shit what Leonardo and his merry men think. I'm a lot bigger than you think. I've been stealing his business since I walked into Bensonhurst. I have something Leonardo doesn't have." He sat up straight and rolled his shoulders thoughtfully. "I fear no dog. Everyone is expendable. These two blubbering idiots know it." He gestured to Alfonso and Lorenzo. "They know that if I give the word, they would die at the teeth of any Mancini thug, but won't go down without a fight."
He sighed a bit, and chuckled. "You see, I'm not Leonardo. I have no qualms with throwing anyone to the wolves. What keeps these two around, you ask?" He leaned in, his voice gruff as he spoke. "They are just as deranged as me. And they know that they are either with me or against me, and trust me...You don't want to be on my shit list."
He leaned back in his chair and chewed on his bone as he returned his head to the arm of the chair. "Everyone here is a little messed up. Can you tell? This wasn't a random meeting, Mister Valentine. I believe you'll make a lovely addition to my collection of misfits. What do you say? Deal or no deal?" Working for Crowley had a lot of perks. They didn't have the rules that other gangs had. Anyone was fair. Any kill was justified unless it put the family in danger. "Now, I can show you around or you can bugger off with the payment in your belly. Your choice."
He sighed a bit, and chuckled. "You see, I'm not Leonardo. I have no qualms with throwing anyone to the wolves. What keeps these two around, you ask?" He leaned in, his voice gruff as he spoke. "They are just as deranged as me. And they know that they are either with me or against me, and trust me...You don't want to be on my shit list."
He leaned back in his chair and chewed on his bone as he returned his head to the arm of the chair. "Everyone here is a little messed up. Can you tell? This wasn't a random meeting, Mister Valentine. I believe you'll make a lovely addition to my collection of misfits. What do you say? Deal or no deal?" Working for Crowley had a lot of perks. They didn't have the rules that other gangs had. Anyone was fair. Any kill was justified unless it put the family in danger. "Now, I can show you around or you can bugger off with the payment in your belly. Your choice."