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Ryuu! [save for the seagulls and the waves, the docks are eerily quiet. almost too much so.]

All quiet on your side too, huh?

[ He yawns and nods. Too quiet. He almost fell asleep. You'd think being in a gang would be more exciting. ]

Sis wanted me to give you something.

[ His older sister used to be the transporter for the gang. She quit to lead a "more peaceful life", but she still butts in from time to time to give Tanaka and Noya some unsolicited advice and cool toys. She's so proud of them. He's so embarrassed.

Anyway, Tanaka's pocket is filled with homemade smoke bombs. ]

A gift from Saeko-neesan?!?!??

[ Nishinoya loved Saeko, not quite like how he loved Kiyoko, but it was still a very real feel. It baffled him how Ryuu couldn't appreciate how cool she was, with her slick driving and awesome gear. ]

What is it this time?

[ Dude, she's his sister. She will always be lame to him. He's also worried about the amount of time she's spending with them for being a self-proclaimed reformed citizen. ]

Here.

[ He hands Noya some of the bombs. ]

There's plenty more where they came from.

[ Because he tried to tell her that he doesn't need his own supply. He's not the hit-or-run type, he fights head on. But she insisted. ]

[ blood of the covenant is thicker than water of the womb, so they say. ]

Sweet! [ he takes handfuls of them and shoves them safely into his pockets. ] Is she gonna be around at your place? I wanna go thank her for these.

Nah. [ He frowns. Take them. Take them all. ] I told her to head home. Don't want her to be there if something happens.

I guess you can give her a call.

[ALL THE SMOKE BOMBS]

I'll send her a text, but I feel like I haven't seen her in a while anyway. Would she mind if I went by her place some time?

[ She would enjoy it. ]

I mind.

Whaaat! Come on bro, I'm always careful coming by your place. It'll be fine.

[bro. don't betray him like this bro, bro, what are you dOING BRO don't break his little heart.]

It's not my place anymore. We don't live together. What am I, fifteen?!

[ Bro, no. Let his sister go and be free and start a family. An actual family, not a gang family. ...Wait, it's Saeko. It's gonna be both. ]

[ the tanaka family would be 2 strong 5 them tbh ]

Still! I'd be extra careful going to your sister's place! Or I'll just come over next time she's around.

[ because for someone who "left the gang life behind" she spends a whole lot of time in town ]

I'll text you the next time she visits.

[ Speaking of women... and actually nice women, not his stinky older sister. ]

What do you think Kiyoko-san's doing right now?

[ she's not stinky!! but no she is not as glorious as kiyoko-san. ]

Ahhhh man, do you think she's curled up in her apartment, worried about us?

Kiyoko-san, in silk pajamas, hugging her pillow and worrying about us...

[He can imagine it already. Heck, he can almost kiss her. But his sigh is cut short by a lout bang from a distance. ]

Did you hear that?

That would be amazing...

[he almost drifts into full blown dreamland thinking about it until that bang puts the train of thought on full stop.]

I did, it sounded like it came from the west side of the pier. C'mon!

[he rushes around the warehouse, taking the fastest route to the sound. they can't ignore something like this, even if it means abandoning the other post. if something serious actually blew, they'd be in some deep shit - nishinoya is suddenly very grateful for his new arsenal of smoke bombs in his pocket to go along with his twin switchblades and the small gun around his ankle.]

[ Damn it, Noya-san is fast! Tanaka can't follow his exact path, his rifle is too big and cumbersome for parkour, but he does the best he could while keeping both feet on firm concrete. Nishinoya will definitely reach their target first, but Tanaka won't be too far behind and ready to provide some cover.

Provided that no civilians are involved. Because if there are, Tanaka's boned.]

[ sorry ryuu, but nishinoya is not going to let this fly, not on his watch. part of the warehouse held extra ammunition, not to mention it stored any overflow of goods they sold in town. the chances of a civilian seems pretty low, since they're so far out of the way from town and near the water, but anything can happen. more likely someone was trying to break in, or it was the cops, which would screw them way worse than civilians.

he jumps onto a vantage point from a tall dumpster, checking out the surroundings for what was up. it's there he sees the busted side door, definitely blown open, and a fidgety young man standing guard holding a hand pistol. shit. nishinoya draws his own pistol, and waves down tanaka, giving him the sign to draw his gun. tanaka would have a way better chance of hitting this mystery theif. ]

[ Tanaka toggles the safety off and reloads his gun, ready to shoot at a moment's notice. He sneaks towards Nishinoya, slowly but silently, peering behind the dumpster his friend is perched on. ]

The hell? That's just some random punk. [ He almost sounds relieved. Tanaka was afraid that they were getting attacked by some big name rival gang.

Eventually he might figure out that getting attacked by "just some random punk" is a sign that Karasuno's influence might be dwindling. After all, this gang also started as a rag tag team of random punks. ]

[ noya shakes his head, still looking tense. ]

We don't know that until we see whose inside.

[ gangs like wearing their colors, or clothes so everyone would know who they were working for. that's why karasuno always stuck to black, that's why the iron wall was always in shades of gray and green, why seijoh loved their pristine whites. especially for the bigger gangs that had so many members you couldn't possibly remember everyone's faces. just because this dude looks like a random punk, doesn't me he is for sure. ]

Can you take him down so I can get in? [ he's not asking tanaka to kill the kid, but a shot to the shoulder or knee should do well enough.]

[ Tanaka nods. There is no way getting shot won't make someone scream, and it will make some noise, but it's better than having the two of them rush head on, which would make a lot of noise. ]

I'll leave shutting him up to you, Noya-san.

[ He sneaks past Nishinoya and goes to the opposite corner of the warehouse they were hiding behind to draw attention away from his friend when he shoots. He tries aiming for the kid's knee, but hits his leg instead. Close enough, right? ]

I got it.

[ there's no way nishinoya would be able to take on the kid with a gun from this distance, not when there isn't anywhere to drop down from and take him out without him pulling the gun first. if he knew it was a civilian or some low level thug who didn't know better, he'd try is luck, but with ryuu around there was no need to.

as soon as the mysterious dude dropped noya ran, kicking him in the face to knock him out. not subtle, but it worked, and kept either of them from getting shot. he ducked inside, knowing ryuu would follow. the warehouse was their turf, and they knew the twisting insides like the back of their hands. there were always tall stacks of boxes and shelves by the door, giving them perfect cover for their entrance.

there were only three men inside, all dressed in similar drab as the guy outside, but they all looked like they were clearly looking for something. great. even worse, they all must've heard the gunshot, and they all had their own small pistols out. even better! nishinoya drew his own little gun, taking notes of where all the boxes were and the stairs to the overhang office.

two against three, they could do it. ]

[ He follows, gun still cocked because there must be more people inside that warehouse. People don't guard empty spaces.

Three men. No one they know and no one they should care about. Pistols are weak but they're more advantageous in close quarters than Tanaka's rifle. But he can't leave it behind. ]

Cover me long enough to reload?

[ These men know that their plans are busted now, Tanaka and Noya don't need to be quiet now. Maybe if Tanaka empties a magazine at the intruders, he'd hit someone. Or at least make them panic and less likely to come up with a cohesive plan.

He'll explain the property damage to Daichi and Suga later. ]

Yeah, but hurry!

[ the men are running, trying to run to the front exit, abandoning whatever they came here to get and just high tail it out of here. mistake. nishinoya might not be a great shot, but at least he can get a clear view of the guys as they run, using whatever boxes and shelves to his advantage.

these guys might be amateurs at stealing, but at least one of them knew how to shoot - a bullet grazes nishinoya's bicep, making him flinch and nearly drop his weapon. ]

[ Tanaka yells Nishinoya's name so now he can't let anyone escape. He vaults over the boxes he was hiding behind, yelling as he empties a magazine at the men. The spray of bullets might not have good aim, but it had decent range. He knocks one of the men out, and has one of them cowering on the ground.

He also ruined a bunch of boxes and crates, but that's not his priority at the moment. ]

[ nishinoya doesn't think it's that big of a deal that they heard his name, he was a pretty recognizable dude these days, but he doesn't stop tanaka either. whatever bullshit they were trying to pull, maybe this would be a good sign to make them stop.

as soon as the hail of bullets is over nishinoya breaks into a run, jumping himself from the side of one of the heavy pillars of boxes to the cowering dude on the floor. ]

Let's take this one in for questioning. Figure out who they're working for.

[ the stranger has a bullet lodged in his shoulder and oh, tsukishima can have a field day on this one. ]

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