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Leonardo's face blanched at the mention of porn. Leonardo just stood with his lips twitching, as they stretched to the left side of his face. Leonardo shook his head, as the color returned to his face. Leonardo glanced at Zane incredulously, as he then quickly turned to Akari. Leonardo tapped the right side of his temple, as he quickly moved his hand as he began rubbing the back of his head, as his face now blushed red.

"W-well..." Leonardo shuffled his feet around, as he continued rubbing the back of his head. Leonardo then removed his hand from the back of his head as he snapped his fingers. "Well, uhh... Porn is..." Leonardo stood there for a few moments in complete silence as he continued shuffling his feet, as his face grew even more red. Leonardo rubbed his temple again, this time using both of his hands. He did this for several seconds, before he returned his hands back to his sides as he glanced at Akari. "Porn is... a special form of love. Y-yeah, it is a special kind of love for older people..." He wagged his right index finger as he pointed at Akari.

"Pretend you never heard that just now? I-it's a complicated subject that you don't need to worry about just now. O-okay?" Leonardo's face was just starting to return to it's normal hue.
 
A shudder passed through Miles listening to Luna, it was unsettling. He couldn't tell if she understood what she was saying, or was completely oblivious, and with her it's impossible to guess. Immediately after her outburst to no one, like clockwork, Akari too, began to question the new mystery that was porn. Couldn't Zane keep his damn mouth SHUT, at least for something like that. He honestly wasn't even upset about Zane bringing up his massive porn collection, it was pretty hilarious, but what wasn't funny was his stomach, that was STILL empty. How hard was it to pick up some pizza? "Good lesson Leo. Now can you guys just . . . GET THE HELL OUTTA' HERE ALREADY, I'M STARVING!"
 
"Well" Tyler layed back, passing Leo the bill. "Porn is what happens when a mommy and a daddy get together, then go to the video store to pick up a tape. On that tape, there's a mommy and a daddy, and then the mommy and daddy that bought the tape watch what happens to the mommy and daddy on the tape." Tyler explained.
 
Riley returned to the breakroom without a sound, allowing her comrades and boss to get all pent up over a silly vehicle. Of course, he was right, the prints and particles of recent missions as well as Sunday cruises could be tied back to all of them. It was unlikely, but not implausible. Someone will call the impound, tow-truck will whisk it away, and who knows what sort of tools would poke and prod the car afterwards. She shook her head, smiling as one of the parts of her device fit in oh so perfectly. Just like magic. I always wanted to be a magician. Riley continued with her tinkering, getting so lost in thought that she forgot to remind the recon team about the pizza. Leonardo was holding all the money as of now. "Pizza money..." she raised her voice towards the next room, "Are they getting the grub too or just the car? They need moola to buy pizza." She got up from her work and poked her head out from the doorway. "Whose leaving anyway?"
 
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Leonardo smiled as he took the sweet dollar bill from Tyler as he shoved it with the rest of the monetary donations he had collected for dinner. "Well thank you kindly Tyler!" Leonardo smiled as he glanced at him, "Yo! Wanna stay back and defend the fort, or come to get the pizza... and vehicle. I know Marty is coming along, and I know Allison wants to save our beloved vehicle. So yeah, get the pizza, get the vehicle back, come back eat, sleep etc."
 
"Yeah, yeah, we'll get your damn pizza." Jeez, Miles needed to learn to control his appetite. Zane pulled some money out of his wallet. Hadn't had time to pick it up from Leo. You know what? Zane was proud of him. A good kid. Took charge, led easily. And he wasn't much older than many of them. Sometimes he forgot exactly how knowledgeable many of his younger "siblings" were. But Leo wasn't right for the job Zane had planned. He was too agreeable. Not assertive enough. Too caring. He may be an assassin, as good as the rest of them, but not enough. Anyway. As a stroke of misfortune, there was more on the laptop then just (sadly) some nice videos he'd happened to stumble upon while surfing the web. Logs. Data logs. Hundreds of them. Records of every hit Zane and his family had ever accepted, inventory of all the "product" he made on the side in his own little business ventures, bank account numbers and locations, a constantly updating list of the money they made and what it totaled up to, and names. Names in such number that they could have encompassed the entire world's population. Names of every contact, every employer, and even his own family. He never told anyone about these records for fear of their reaction. He had a sinking feeling that a number of his rivals knew about it. It had made the laptop a target of many of his personal opponents who sought to undermine him. Zane pulled out his key, a small, silver colored one with a Hello Kitty keychain and inserted it into the slot, starting the bike. "Pizza, supreme. Ally, do you still want Chinese? I could go for a burger."
 
Leonardo glanced at Akari, and smiled at her. "Alright, the funds are secured, let's get the food." Leonardo glanced over at Marty and Allison, "You two go get Giancarlo back. Or whatever you call our most glorious compatriot. Personally I still like Giancarlo..." Leonardo shook his head, "But that doesn't matter. What does is that Giancarlo is out. Marty help Allison carry the stuff, and show her exactly where you left our buddy Giancarlo. I'm counting on you two." Leonardo said as he walked towards Akari, "Alright, so are you ready to go to Vito's? Got everything you may want to take along with you?"

Leonardo buttoned up his over-coat, paying exact attention to each button. He glanced over his coat once he finished buttoning it, it was missing three of its buttons near the bottom of it, and was covered in a large amount of soot, and showed it's age with the disheveled appearance. I need to find some replacement buttons for this coat. He walked over to his section, giving it a glance once over, as he snapped his fingers.

I might as well bring it. Quinn did say something about ruffians earlier, and if something does happen... It will be much easier to solver if I have it with me. He took his katana sheath where his katana was resting. He rubbed his right hand over the holster which had a painstakingly drawn image of a tiger on it. Although, you'd only be able to tell if it was a tiger if you saw it long before the paint was rubbed off of it, all that was left from the original design was some blue background splotches, the tiger's mouth, it's left eye, and a floating tail. The sheath was a dark rust color, but even though it was in such a condition, the sheath itself was quite well taken care of, having no noticeable dings or dents. Leonardo began unbuttoning his jacket, as he strapped his katana around his belt, and quickly buttoned up part of the middle of his over-coat, to help cover the appearance that a katana was even there. Of course, part of the hilt was showing, alongside the bottom part of the sheath. Still, Leonardo figured it wouldn't be enough of an image to draw attention, if such a situation were to arise. "Better safe than sorry..." Leonardo said to himself, as he walked towards Akari.

"So, are you ready to go get the Pizza?" Leonardo beamed a smile at Akari, while returning a glance towards Marty and Allison. "Best of luck on your mission."
 
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"Pizza, pizza, pizza." Luna chanted as she went back to her place on the couch, crunching down on her lollipop, coughing a bit as the fragments stuck to her throat and dissolved slowly away. She set out of her backpack, rummaging through ammo and parts, finding more candy to suck on in the meantime. She found some gum, her favorite flavor, chewing the hardened ball in her mouth watching the others leave, already feeling anxious. She preferred staying at the fort, walking the halls, pacing back and forth, anything to keep her mind busy and her heart racing. Outside were too many variables, what if it rained? What if a car ran a red light? What if a meteor decided to fall from the sky? It was too much to think about, the only things that kept her mind focused when outside the fort was focusing on her targets and her missions. It was like a switch, from killer to paranoid child, on and off constantly, even now she found herself holding a pistol in her hand and already standing off the couch, prepared for whatever dared to come in.

But being home was rather boring, more secure and predictable, but boring. Maybe I can fiddle with some of those gadget things, might be fun, but might be messy. She hummed with her thoughts, chewing her gum vigorously, already beginning to lose the flavoring, twirling the trigger of her gun around her finger casually.
 
Riley rolled her eyes in a bored fashion, giving the recon team a half-hearted wave as the shut the warehouse door behind them. With a sigh and a flop, the young blonde situated herself in the old, torn-up recliner that resided in the larger meeting room of the warehouse. She kicked her legs over the armrest and laced her fingers behind her head; the girl's lenient and mysterious demeanor shining like gold. Ry was pretty brash on the field, but here, at home, she could care less about what was going on. Yesterday was a tiresome day as well, and she believed her lack of sleep followed her into the new day. It would be only seconds until she blacked out for the next hour or so, depending on her roommate's actions around her. She was a very light sleeper.

Except now, the girl's mind was racing with several different experiments she had brewing in her lab towards the back of the house. Of course she wasn't cooking harmful chemicals or anything, no, she mostly had explosive devices and little parts scattering the floor an workbench. Man, she should really get to cleaning her section sometime.
 
Akari pulled on her parka before answering "Yeah! Let's go!"

With a smile, she grabbed Leo's hand, and in the other, held a pencil case. "....I hope we get sausage pizza." she smiled.
 
"Don't have time for food, he's a very delicate thing you see! Doesn't handle moisture well!"

She hefted the other gas can and got onto the bike behind Zane. The bike made some noises from the added weight, in truth she was worried that with Marty on their the suspension might not handle it and they could hurt the bike. Trabby-kun needed them though. Out there in the rain, alone and unguarded. The other non-russian cars wouldn't understand him and his biodegradable make. They wouldn't understand that he couldn't play rough thanks to his extremely lightweight and cheap construction. Though it might hurt the bike, Trabby-kun needed them.
 
Leonardo held Akari's hand, with the non sword using hand, as they left the warehouse. Leonardo knew this route to Vito's by heart, it may take awhile getting there, but it serves good pizza at a cheap price. He glanced around, keeping his eyes peeled for anything unusual following the route. "Yes, we can get sausage pizza. I hope I have some of my coupons on me, as it will cost a bit for the pizzas we need. I doubt they would want to ration it as I would, but luckily, the donations to the cause should handle the costs of this expedition. Though of course, if I have coupons all the better."

The outside of the warehouse was typically for abandoned property, there were some glass-shards, most of the plants that actually survived were decaying and rotting. There was a dead raccoon a few feet away, which had maggots crawling from it's ripped out stomach. Then again, at night it wasn't as disturbing as it could have been, especially as it was only a few paces away from the path Leonardo was taking to get to Vito's.

But Vito's was still pretty far away, but the journey to Vito's would well be worth it. Leonardo turned to Akari, "So, how was your day?"
 
Luna looked about the base, rather bored but alert, until her excited eyes managed to look over at Riley, seeing her in a rather normal state. She seemed exhausted, relaxed even. What kind of state was that to be in? Carefully making her way in the meeting room, Luna found herself behind the recliner, climbing carelessly on the back of it as it rocked and teetered, "H-Hey Riley? Whatcha doing?" Luna asked, her words rather muffled between smacks of gum and swallowing of the cheery flavors. She smiled a bit at the explosive manufacturer, her skills always exciting and daring, but she'd never dare herself to try and handle bombs. Hands too sticky and mind to short, she knew she'd blow up in seconds.
 
Riley was finally on that brink of slumber when the recliner tipped and rocked under a new found, uneven weight. She opened one eye to glance up towards the comrade who decided to come over for a little chat. In all honesty, the blonde didn't mind, whoever wished to speak with her and gain her attention was quite lucky. "Hello there Luna. I was relaxing," she stated, opening both eyes to see a flash of color smack behind the youngsters teeth. "What flavor of gum is that? Is it regular bubblegum per chance? I never really delved deeper into the taste of gum once I tried Hubba Bubba." Riley laughed slightly at the memory, "It was my favorite."
 
"It was alright." Akari said, admiring the sights of the nighttime slums. "I stayed in and read the newspaper a lot.... a lot. We should get more books."

She looked at her pencil case for a moment before adding "Or maybe even a garden! Then we wouldn't have to eat fast food all the time."
 
Leonardo nodded, "Yeah, we should get more books, reading is fun." he said while continuing the journey through the night-time slums to hit Vito's. He noticed the remains of a broken plant pot, "Well if that plant container is still here by the time we return with the pizza, we'll have a good start for making and maintaining a garden." He continued glancing at the sights. While the sights weren't pretty, they were what was available. "Yes, I would very much like to see a garden where we can grow our own food. Fast food all the time isn't how people were meant to live...". Leonardo glanced up at the night sky for a brief moment, as he watched the stars. "The stars are sure pretty tonight..." he said while giving a whistful sigh, continuing the trek to Vito's and watching the night-time slums.

"I do hope I have a few coupons on me..."
 
Luna smiled wide, "I have that, hang on!" Luna hopped off from the back of the recliner and walked over to the front, plopping on the floor and taking out her backpack, "I like Hubba Bubba too," she admitted, she liked all candy no matter the brand or taste, "here, you want cherry or grape or green apple?" She whipped out three stacks of gum, each a flavor of choice, holding them out to Riley with a generous smile. "Everyone should have something sweet every now and then." She formed her gum around her tongue, blowing a rather large bubble from her elastic rubber stale piece, planning on adding to it soon. "How are your experiments going? Or rather your bomb-stuff." She asked, taking a piece of cherry and chewing it softly to add to her used stretchy piece.
 
"Ok pops, how am I supposed to get the old trabant 2 here? I'm an archer not a miracle worker," Marty asks "I'm just as bummed out about the car, but if I am going to get the car I need at least another hombre to help me get it here."
Marty was tired, and he wanted to rest, but he knew he made a mistake. How did apologies work again? Marty wasn't sure.
 
Riley sat up in the recliner, crossing her legs beneath her bum and facing the back of the chair so she could speak to Luna. "Green apple would be awesome," she smiled, grabbing the piece from the little one and popping it in her mouth with a quick rip of the paper that kept it pristine. After a moment of chewing the gum softened and Riley was able to focus on the question at hand. "My bomb-stuff is going great. I've been working on several new polymer base explosives as well as some sugar-alcohol base detonators." She rubbed the back of her neck lazily, stretching her elbows up and behind her head until she felt the discs in her spine crack a bit. Laying on that recliner only for a few minutes could wreck your posture. "Thats why I grabbed some of ole' Zane's precious Whiskey, I was trying out some new recipes," Ry chuckled and smacked on her piece of gum, blowing small bubbles and sucking them back in so a shield covered her lips and a loud 'POP' ensued with excess suction.
 
"Sugar can be made into alcohol?!" Luna awed in amazement, quickly catching her gum wad with her tongue to prevent it from falling from her open mouth. "Whoa... sugar alcohol... whoever made that must have been a genius! I could drink sugar and alcohol at the same time! I'd be as cool as boss man--erm, Zane, in no time!" She sighed in satisfaction at her own twisted reality, drinking this sugar alcohol and bouncing around the fort with sugar rush and alcoholism in her veins. Already her mind was soaring on thoughts of this alcohol, hopefully cheery flavored, guzzling it down as she had seen Zane do in big swigs and small glass cups, positive it was as easy as it looked to drink.
 
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