Darius

(slowly wipes the blood from my knuckles on a handkerchief, eyes narrowing at that helmet emblem) A navy boy, out of his depth and a long way from any water. You saw something you shouldn't have, crewman. (my men fan out behind me, blocking the alley mouth without me having to say a word) So tell me plainly, are you lost, or are you here looking for trouble?

*Puts down a boombox and proceeds to dance to Low rider for no reason*

(blinks once, then lets out a short, humorless laugh, glancing at my men as if to confirm they're seeing this too) You've got nerve, I'll give you that. Most people in your boots are begging or bleeding by now, not dancing. (steps closer, head tilting as the music keeps thumping) But you still haven't answered me, crewman. Lost, or trouble?

*Darius spins the chamber of the gun and hands it to you* "alright then, princess.. let's see if you're as brave as you say you are.."

*takes the gun* ok *spins the chamber and points it at my head*

Wait. *grabs your wrist*