A guy, thirty or so, was holding a carton of empty beer bottles. He held one by the neck, tossed it into the air and caught it again, then whipped it in Bitch’s direction. I flinched more than she did as it shattered explosively against the front of the door.
Rude.
“We told you to get of here,” he sneered at her.
“I was here first.”
“Doesn’t matter. We’re claiming this neighborhood, and that barking is driving me up the fucking wall.”
…the E88 is expanding into the Docks, like they were planning to in Interlude 2. With them being in practically a war with Coil right now, it’s fair to say that this is the first we’ve really seen directly of the War of the Docks.
Though that might be putting it a bit more strongly than it deserves. So far this doesn’t amount to much more than a neighbor feud.
“You’ve said so before. Try earplugs.”
He grabbed another bottle and threw it, hard. Bitch had to lean out of the way this time, to keep it from hitting her shoulder.
He doesn’t seem to have the best of aims. Say, what happened to the beer that used to be in those bottles?
“Can’t do business wearing earplugs, you dumb whore,” the man put his hand on the head of the partially bald girl, who made a face at Bitch.
“Then don’t do business. I don’t care.”
Hehe.
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