>>5797528>>5797526>>5797512You press your fingertips against the glass of the window and move them slightly, you hear a brief crack as you break the seal between indoor and outdoor. You pull back rapidly and press your back to the wall.
"The fuck?" You hear the goon say, his heavy footsteps walking towards the window.
"It's called a fucking breeze, coño. They don't have those in the Bowery?"
You hear another sharp crack.
"I told you to zero out the fucking spanish, punk. Don't forget who the fuck gives you orders."
"Fuck you, cabrón. Anarky's been gone for a minute and I don't think he'd work with someone like you."
"Well maybe not kid, but someone like me has the gun that's making your mama my fucking mule. So unless you want her and lil sis to catch some lead. Shut the fuck up."
You peek around again and see Caesar laying on the ground rubbing a cheek as the man crouches over him. With the seal broken you press your fingertips to the glass again and slowly slide it upwards, miraculously this is one of the few non-squeaky windows in Gotham. You lift it enough to slide in, as your back foot touches the carpet you hear him again.
"Where the fuck is this draft coming-" He freezes as he sees you, you rest a hand on your pistol.
He looks younger head on than he did from behind, you see fear and shock in his face, more importantly you see his hand twitch as he considers going for his gun. More frightening is the fact you get nothing from the city on this, you are for once truly in the dark about what might happen next.
>Quickdraw, use your training to put two in his chest from right here. (roll)>Just grip your pistol. "This doesn't have to get ugly if you just get on the floor." >You can't risk a gunfight in a crowded apartment, rush him down and take him to the floor. >Time for back up, draw your gun as you yell: "Hawthorne!">Write-InJust a heads up if you fire and crit fail. The consquences will be dire, not to jinx it or anything. 