[Robert Jr]

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Alexander Scalatti-Mafia HQ, 10:00 AM

"Waiter, get me a beer, no foam, amber, please," Alex said as he sat down near a bunch of mafia buddies, including his best friend Jack. He sat down and placed both of legs on the coffee table.

"Hey man, hows it been," Jack asked, sitting between two hokers with his arms placed around their necks. He looked like he was having a good time.

"Fine, you and your ladies, won't you give it a rest," Alex asked, putting emphasis on the last phrase. "Those hokers probably have more diseases than a two-hundred year old steak."

Before anyone could respond, the waiter came out. She was lightly dressed. She came toward Alex and gave his beer, but instead of leaving, she sat next to Alex. He scooted slightly away.

"Hey baby, wanna have a good time?"

"Sorry, I'm married." At this, several of his mafia friends began laughing quietly to themselves.

"Nobody will know baby, we'll keep this between us two."

"I'm sorry, I can't."

"Alright, your loss," The hoker said, annoyed as she left. The mafia thugs sitting as the coffee table were still laughing, some with tears in their eyes.

"Aw, look at the faithfully married man," One said, as talking to a baby.

"Look at this, scared of hokers," Jack teased.

Alex was getting clearly annoyed, "What us wrong with being married? Look at you Jack, getting ladies at a whim. Before you know it, you'll be fifty years old and no lady will want you."

"Look man, you're young! You won't be young forever, so you might as well enjoy it as it lasts, " Jack said, trying to fight back the laughter.

"Look, I don't want to get sick with two-hundred year old diseases," As Alex said that, a well dressed mafia goon walked over and plopped a note in front of Alex. Alex picked it up and read it.

"What the [censored]! What the hell! [censored] [censored] [censored] [censored]!!"

Several mafia member's smiles disappeared.

"What the hell!? What the [censored]!!" Alex tossed his fedora to the ground and threw the beer glass halfway across the room. "Jack, Frank, you two, come with me! We're going somewhere!"

Frank and Jack nodded to each other and followed Alex.

[Andy durkan]

OOC; The post was getting long, so I split it into two posts.

Alexander Scalatti- Central Square, 10:15 AM

Alex was still fuming by the time they walked into a busy side street in Central Square. Frank and Jack knew that when Alex was mad, you had to stay away. He had an unbelievable temper, and tolerated no failure.

When the Irish gang, as they were called in mafia circles due to their hard to pronounce Irish name, took over Balsley and Reuters Way, nobody could speak to Alex for days. He came from those districts, and hated it being taken by "lowlifes," as he called them.

The trio kept walking until Alex stopped infront of a store. Normally it was busy, but at the moment, it was closed. Alex pulled out his 10MM SMG, loaded it up, and aimed it as the store.

"Frank, Jack, get your guns and start firing."

"Why," Frank asked.

"Look here [censored], I'm in no mood for this, just [censored] shoot," Alex said, this time relaxing the gun to his hip. He then started firing. The glass shattered within seconds. Seconds later, Frank and Jack joined the party. Within a minute, bullet holes were everywhere and the store was trashed.

"Alright, we can leave now, " Alex said without looking at the store. As he said that however, some guy ran down the street and approached the trio. He looked at the store, then angrily at Alex.

"What the hell did you do," The man asked, clearly very angry.

Alex simply picked him up by his shirt. He then punched him in the stomach and threw him into some dumpsters. Frank walked over to the man, picked him up, and threw him back to Alex.

"Look here [censored], I heard that you were planning to vote in favor of a private security firm instead of Mafia protection. You better vote in favor of Mafia protection, and be sure to pay protection money [censored]. If you don't, I'll do far worse things than mess up your store."

The man nodded, defeated. Alex then threw him into the dumpster. As this was all unfolding, a crowd of people had formed around the mafia men and the man.

"Nothing to see here, move on," Frank said firmly with a gun pointed in the air. The crowd dispersed quickly. They knew that the mafia wasn't to be messed with.