TAKE ME TO CHURCH! / Death

[michael t.]

YOU NEVER GAVE UP ON ME; WHY DON'T YOU?
I'LL NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU SEE; WHY WON'T YOU?

"He's dead."

Michael's words cut coldly through the air, although he hadn't really intended them to sound so... emotionless. He had actually been a fan of Xhocoatl, and had begun to consider the other a friend. However, he knew better than to shed tears over something that The Coalition had done. That would only provide them with a sense of satisfaction, and the dealer had no intention of letting them have that. Instead, he would have his own sense of satisfaction. One The Coalition of the Condemned was nonexistent, slaughtered down to nothingness for their crimes. Honestly, The Typhoon should've killed them all when they had the chance, when The Coalition was on the run and weakened following Stryker's death. Unfortunately, he knew why they hadn't. Roxanne had been distracted, far too worried about Goldie's condition for something like that. And she had wanted to give The Typhoon a chance to recover, and he knew that – yet still, he couldn't help being frustrated. Cause now they had countless people being kidnapped, not to mention killed.

The scent of blood and death on the air made bile rise in the back of Michael's throat, and he shook his head from side to side. His muzzle was downturned in a sharp frown, muttering to both Keona and Goldie, "The best thing we can do right now is just report it to Roxanne. We're gonna get revenge for him... and everything else The Coalition has done. But we can't go running after somebody over a dead body." And he knew what he said was true. Sailing off after a random Coalition member would do them no good, especially since it would more than likely just lead to more captures. A heavy sigh then left the bobcat as he glanced over at Goldie, noticing the way that she distanced herself from the scene. It made sense, considering what had happened just so recently.

Looking back at Keona, he gave a short nod to his fellow dealer, although he knew that she wouldn't be able to see it. He then made his way over to Goldie, pressing lightly against her side as he muttered, "Don't worry... we're not letting 'em take anybody else. And especially not you. Roxie would tear the whole world asunder for you... not to mention that Sophiea girl." He offered the former captain a bit of a mischievous smile, trying to raise her spirits slightly.

— Reggan