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Juran nodded. "I'll be fine" he replied. It was a really rough down-town area though, it seemed there was a murder a day, countless shootings and stabbing, drug dealers and hookers on every corner. He knew Teito had reason to worry, but he'd grown up around here and had rarely been hurt on the streets. Inside the warehouse seemed more dangerous to him, with the likes of Michael and the boss. He took the gun though, stuffing it into his belt under his jacket. He gave Teito a quick kiss on the cheek then left. He had no bother at all going to the cafe. He got the two breakfast sandwiches and coffees without incident. On the way back however, two guys jumped him from an alley. He recognised one of them. "s**t Tony! What the f*ck are you playing at?" he demanded. "You made me spill the bloody coffees! Let go of me. Stop pissing around!" The guy had taken Juran by surprise and he was holding him in an arm lock, the coffees and sandwiches a mess on the floor; he never had a chance to pull his gun. "You know I'm still fixing from being stabbed!" "Not pissing around, Ju, got a message for you" Tony told him. He nodded to his companion who frisked Juran and took the pistol. "What's this? Expecting trouble, are we?" Tony said with a smirk. "So, tell your boss that the flamingoes are dancing. Get that? The flamingoes are dancing." "What the...? That makes no sense. What sort of nonsense is that?" "He'll understand." He gave Juran a hefty shove so he fell then the two guys were gone, disappearing back down the alley where they had bikes stashed. They were soon speeding off. Juran got up, swearing and yelling. He went back to the warehouse with a bloody nose and scraped hands from the fall and no breakfast.

Juran grabbed a tissue for his nose and sat down on the bed. "Bloody sore, that's how," he replied when Teito asked about his side. "Two guys jumped me. Tony and someone I don't know. Bloody bastards. Lost the coffees and the sarnies. They took my gun, too. Gave me some stupid weird message for the boss." He told Teito all about it.


((Well, you're doing better than I am then cos I swear I went nuts years ago! XD))

"Yeah, your gun. You know what I mean" Juran replied. "F*ck! If that gets in the wrong hands, its got our fingerprints on it! Huh? He said to tell him that the flamingoes are dancing and that he'd understand what it means. If you ask me he's just raving loony."

Juran sighed and shrugged. "I guess so. Honestly, though, it's just nonsense. I think Tony's been watching too many 1940s gangster movies." he replied. He frowned and held a hand to his side as he opened the door for Teito so they could go and see the boss. He wasn't looking forward to that at all.