2020-04-05 - Of All The Gin Joints (part 2)

Standing with a shake of his head, Geoff follows along after Easton and heading for the back room with O'Malley. Approaching that door leading to the back room, Geoff takes a breath before exhaling and letting himself in, forcing that easy going grin to settle on his features, calling out even before he's fully in the room "O'Malley you old bastard, betcha weren't expecting to see me around any time soon." Even as he's entering the room he's drawing the pistol to levy at the proprietor, gesturing with it so that the other man brings his hands to rest on top of the desk "Easy now, I just want to have a talk. Though if you start moving too fast my finger might cramp up and that'd be unfortunate for both of us, wouldn't." ((We both knew that one of us was going to end up dead before the night was done, but there were steps to this dance and each of us were wagering it'd be the other poor sap who wound up a stiff.))

Maneuvering into the room with Mac, the nosy bartender, in a chokehold without making himself an easy target leaves Easton in an awkward spot. He is forced to sprawl on poor Mac while Geoff has his little conversation with O'Malley which means that it's punctuated with grunts and gasps from the two men. Eventually Easton manages to get one of the arms looped up in the hold and from there it's a pretty easy job of putting the guy down. ((It felt good to squeeze the life out of a man again. It had been far too long since I've used my bare hands to send someone into death's sweet embrace.)) Easton looks horrified at what his internal voice has to say about this turn of events, "Seriously, that's just fucked up" he says to no one in particular, again bemoaning the inaccuracies of his voice over. He pats down his pockets, as if expecting to find a gun and the voice over helpfully explains ((Turner had a gun, but as always I preferred to settle these things with my bare hands...)) "See?! Obviously, it's lying! I want a damn gu-" Easton realizes that he's not exactly giving the situation his full attention and he straightens up and stands, brushing himself off. "Sorry- back to the topic at hand. I'd recommend keeping your hands right there, his finger cramps, really easily."

Geoff looks about to say something when Easton's internal voice is kicking in again, causing a glance over at him...Apparently this glance is what O'Malley thinks is a good excuse to go reaching for the gun that is doubtless below the desk. However before he can reach it Geoff fires, pegging his shoulder ((I wanted to keep this going, putting him down this easy would have been a disservice to the boys he'd set up at the docks. Jimmy Two Thumbs deserved his revenge.)) With a sigh Geoff shakes his head "What'd I say O'Malley I cramp /real/ easy." Offering the gun to Easton he waits for his friend to take it, if only to avoid more revelations of his joy of strangling people, and then walks over to O'Malley. Lighting up another cigarette as he goes he laments "Geeze bud, that looks bad. Real bad you should probably get that looked at it." blowing smoke into the man's face he drops the facade "I want to know why you did it."

The gun is taken as soon as it's offered and trained on O'Malley immediately least he try to get off a shot of his own. Easton approaches close enough to relieve him of his gun, which he also wields. ((O'Malley was happy to hand the gun over to me. He saw this coming weeks ago and made sure he had the leverage on me to force my hand.)) Easton looks up at the ceiling but keeps both guns trained on O'Malley. He looks at Geoff and shrugs. Whatever leverage that voice over thinks exists isn't really much actual motivation for Easton. O'Malley tries to give Easton a meaningful look and Easton gives him the same shrug which he obviously not expecting.

((Pissing him off meant I would never see Amy again and that likely she'd die a horrible death, and there was no way I could let that happen.))

Easton again looks at Geoff and says, "Actually I'm-- I'm fine with that. I don't know who that is. Sorry Amy?" He keeps the guns pointed at O'Malley.

((Amy, well fuck there's a name I hadn't thought I'd be hearing again. O'Malley had pinned her unfortunate demise on us and I was left holding the ball...Quite literally. Gave her a nice funeral off the end of pier three. Sorry bud)) Geoff looks more then a little aghast there, and without a second thought he jams that cigarette into O'Malley's bullet wound "That's for what happened at the pier." The Irishman lets out a gurgle of pain at that and glares at the two men as if looks alone might be able to lay them low "You'll never get the map, if I die then it goes down with me. No one is going to be finding the Dutchman's mine bu---" --BACKHAND-- courtesy of Geoff "Did I ask for lip?" O'Malley goes back to glaring daggers "See, that's what I thought..." glancing to Easton he asks "Do you want to do the honors or should I? You can even use your hands if you want." his eyes falling to the prone form of Mac on the floor.

Easton looks to Geoff as his voice over decides to be helpful and start filling in the details around poor, poor Amy. He looks at Geoff and just shrugs, "No worries." obviously not very worried about Amy, or her fate. He puts one of the pistols into his waistband but leaves the other trained on O'Malley. It takes him a while to find his waistband because they are dressed in that fifties style with the super high waistband that's above his belly button and like halfway up his back. ((It pained me to double cross Turner, but O'Malley had the screws in me and there was no choice.)) Easton again shrugs and says, "Still not happening." It's only then that he realizes that O'Malley is trying to get him to kill Geoff, he was too distracted by the voice over.

"Oh. Yea, no. Can I just shoot you instead? I mean I don't... do we care about the Goonies subplot? I'd be fine just popping him and going back to grab a drink until this blows over?"

((I should have realized I wasn't O'Malley's only insur-)) This time Easton doesn't let himself finish before he's shoving Geoff and diving for the ground himself. Two thugs bust in with Tommy Guns and apparently have no problem opening fire at the two men despite their proximity to their boss who curses loudly and tries to cover his head.

Raising an eyebrow at Easton he says "Man it looks like our friend here is pretty thorough, I wasn't expecting you to be on the take as well." ((I was lying through my teeth, Amy that poor dame had spilled it all to me in bed. Pretty voice, shame she sang like a canary." And then they are hitting the deck and taking cover behind the desk, aiming a vicious kick at O'Malley's gut he asks Easton "Got any good plans here besides ice them?" with a faint hint of amusement he decides "You know Icing doesn't sound that bad." A faint look of concentration comes over Geoff before he is grinning and a loud clattering of the drum of one of the tommy guns can be heard to fall disengaged from the gun, much to the chagrin and cursing of the thug.

Easton lays on the ground, safe from the bullets and he looks over at Geoff, "Apparently? Pretty sure we should just shoot 'em though?" He fires back and misses. He looks down at the pistol and frowns, "Aw, pistol no." He frowns and says, "Icing? You mean frosting? What are you Canadian?" He growls back at Geoff. "But I could kill a piece of cake.. or these idiots. Either." He contents himself for now to keep behind cover and not get shot.

Geoff shakes his head and exclaims "Are you kidding me? You ice folks, what sort of A&E land do you come from where you frost them." he doesn't seem to mind the flying bullets as he gesticulates and exclaims "Like you put them on ice, because they're dead, you /ice/ them." With another gesture, this one more annoyed and brutal he chops and one of the goons can be heard to hit the floor, a cut having formed along the back of his neck severing his spinal column, leaving the man gurgling there on the floor.

((I'm an expert in killing. Skilled in any number of ways to..)) Easton attempts to flip a table and send it flying at the goons but they just knock it away harmlessly and it comesback to slap Easton upside the head sending his gun skittering to O'Malley. "Shit!" He rubs at his head wondering why he's suddenly completely inept. He at least manages to realize that O'Malley is armed and pin the gun to the wall so that it's not a threat but now he's questioning his abilities. "I thought you meant you wanted frosting!" Look wanting to do so icing makes a lot more sense. Then something seems to dawn on Easton and he pulls the other gun out of his waistband (chestband) and fires at the ceiling.

"I'm pretty sure he's jinxing me!"

"I mean I didn't, but now I want a cake....Want to split one when we get out, oh expert of killing." Geoff mentions to Easton before a frown pulls at his lips. O'Malley of course never one to give up is reaching for a knife strapped to his leg. Grabbing the Irishman by the hair, he repeatedly and ruthlessly slams his face into the ground again, and again and again "You fucking piece of shit, you just don't know when to give up. You. Damn. Son. Of. A. Bitch" each of those final words accentuated by a slam of the man's face into the desk ((I...Ugh...Wow....They say man is an animal and filled with darkness. I guess something must of snapped, I didn't know I'd had that in me, the state of his face and that gurgling is going to keep me up at night.)) Geoff's face is blank as he wipes his hands off on O'Malley's shirt "Guess we're not getting the treasure map."

"Yes, that's happening." Easton looks down at the gun in his hand and switches it to his left hand, looking at it, feeling it there. He then raises up to pop off a couple rounds and drop the last goon. "Ah, that's better." He looks back at Geoff and ((Watching the way- )) "Nope!" Easton calls out, his eyes wide. ((..animal rage..)) "Shut it!" Easton fires a few more shots at the ceiling. (( ..so hot.)) Easton fires one final shot into the ceiling before collapsing back. "Fine. It's a little hot." He grumbles, pissed at the voice for playing him out like that. He stands and says, "Alright, now I need a proper drink... unless you want to murder anyone else while we're here?" He laughs and tucks the gun away giving Mac a kick to make sure he's not getting up on the way by.

Standing up from the quickly spreading pool of blood from the group of dead gangsters he offers Easton a hand up and cracks a grin "Look, I'd be a bit offended if my husband didn't find me at least a little hot." looking over the broken bodies around them he shakes his head "Nah I think I'm good. I'm kind of all murdered out for now, because let's be honest these guys never stood a chance." with an exhale he says "Let's go get some cake and alcohol man."

Flipping Geoff off Easton just nods, "Yea yea." He shakes his head and says, "You could have at least stripped yer shirt off and strangled him with that for me." He grins, apparently having gotten over his frustration with the voice over telling tales. He laughs and says, "No, they really didn't. I do think it's cute that the darkness thought this would fuck with us?" He hasn't quite caught on that the Dark Men aren't just out to inflict fear and suffering, sometimes it's enough to get them to make others suffer. Oops. But blissfully unaware of that he agrees and heads out to the bar.