Post by alexyin on Apr 9, 2015 5:04:20 GMT -5
We're outside the hotel where many members of the LAW roster are staying, but more specifically we're in the parking lot, very late at night/early in the morning with two women. Both look to be around the same age, same height and have similar facial features, but one is muscular and the other slender but still athletic. They also have different accents. One an upper-Midwestern twang, the other, slighter one, much closer to a Kiwi accent. That accent is the first heard.
Dana: I hear ya, sis. I'd like to make some money too, but we have to set boundaries.
Her sister says nothing at first, instead she lights up something that's, well, lets just say it's not a cigarette.
Dinah: No. If we need to make an impact we need to start taking people out.
Dana: And I'm not against that. It's not who we fight that's the problem, it's who we fight for.
Dinah takes a toke and looks at Dana with a skeptical expression.
Dinah: Dana, you seriously need to get over this stuff about principles and start taking bitches out.
Dana: Hey, if it comes to that, I'm ready.
Dana slides off of the car hood she's been sitting on and we discover that she's been sitting in front of a baseball bat.
Dana: I could go Babe Ruth with this thing.
Dinah: Stop with the American references, will ya? It just sounds...wrong.
Dana: I'll stop when we drum up our first business. You sure you're okay with 70-30?
Dinah: You take 70% but I beat up these little princesses more than you?
Dinah tokes again and then grins.
Dinah: Best deal I've ever made.
Dana then nudges her sister's shoulder as they are both now standing.
Dana: Looks like someone's coming to see us.
The twins walk forwards, with Dana cracking a smile (and her knuckles), whilst Dinah still looks like she could rip someone's head off.
Dana: Hey there. Nice night, huh?
Dana: I hear ya, sis. I'd like to make some money too, but we have to set boundaries.
Her sister says nothing at first, instead she lights up something that's, well, lets just say it's not a cigarette.
Dinah: No. If we need to make an impact we need to start taking people out.
Dana: And I'm not against that. It's not who we fight that's the problem, it's who we fight for.
Dinah takes a toke and looks at Dana with a skeptical expression.
Dinah: Dana, you seriously need to get over this stuff about principles and start taking bitches out.
Dana: Hey, if it comes to that, I'm ready.
Dana slides off of the car hood she's been sitting on and we discover that she's been sitting in front of a baseball bat.
Dana: I could go Babe Ruth with this thing.
Dinah: Stop with the American references, will ya? It just sounds...wrong.
Dana: I'll stop when we drum up our first business. You sure you're okay with 70-30?
Dinah: You take 70% but I beat up these little princesses more than you?
Dinah tokes again and then grins.
Dinah: Best deal I've ever made.
Dana then nudges her sister's shoulder as they are both now standing.
Dana: Looks like someone's coming to see us.
The twins walk forwards, with Dana cracking a smile (and her knuckles), whilst Dinah still looks like she could rip someone's head off.
Dana: Hey there. Nice night, huh?