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Drake Alton growled as he followed after the rest of theEasts he was with that night, his eyes glued to the ground, his headphones blasting loud rock music into his ears like always. He glanced down an alleyway and turned, forgetting about his gang as he entered it, not caring that the gang leader would bark at him later for it. He took his headphones off slowly, striding down further into the alley when he heard something, his curiosity getting the better of him. After walking for quite a long time, and traversing into new alleyways, he had entered Westside territory. He didn't really seem to notice, as he was lost in thought, not taking care to examine the area around him.
"'Jin' stands for 'justice'.
To show compassion to both the living and the dead...
To care enough to give one's own life in service..."
Nikkolous Lopez was walking down the street, a cell phone clenched in his right hand. He was humming a Latino dance song, his brown eyes shining. He was just patrolling West, being casual.
Drake glanced up at the other when he approached him, a small, amused grin spreading along his lips. "Nice music, pal." He chuckled and walked beside Nikkolous, his eyebrows raised. "What is that, like.. Spanish?"
"'Jin' stands for 'justice'.
To show compassion to both the living and the dead...
To care enough to give one's own life in service..."
Nikk looked over at Drake, the sudden appearance cutting off his song, "Si, amigo, it is. Just a popular dance song that mi hermana would always listen to."
Drake giggled and examined Nikk a bit closer, his head tilting to the side curiously. "So, you can speak Spanish? Are you good at speaking English, too?" His hood flopped down when he ruffled his hair, revealing his pale face. "Is it hard to always remember words for both languages?"
"'Jin' stands for 'justice'.
To show compassion to both the living and the dead...
To care enough to give one's own life in service..."
"Nah, bro," Nikk flashed him a white-toothed, dimpled smile, "I grew up in a bikini house. Mi familia spoke both on a regular basis. It comes naturally, you know?"
Drake nodded, turning his music off so he could hear the other better."So what's your name, handsome? I'm Drake. Do you mind telling me why you're out so late all by yourself?"
"'Jin' stands for 'justice'.
To show compassion to both the living and the dead...
To care enough to give one's own life in service..."