Thread: Old Town Blues (xMILENKOx & Shards~Of~Roses)

What the fuck you going to do with that wee butter knife, gonna give me a wee shave?! Paddy taunted without a care for the knife at his throat, after all he had his ready to cut Allie's jugular artery. Paddy had not noticed that Allie was a women, after all the room was dimly lit and very smokey and her appearance was not exactly lady like or at least feminine. The Irish man's eyes watched her like a hawk but were soon distracted by another shiny object that was held to the back of Allie's head, taking a deep breath Paddy eased his knife at Allie's throat before a deep voice spoke behind her in a thick Polish accent. There is no fighting outside the ring and no weapons are allowed in my Gym! This was Josef 'Big Joe' Bukowski the Gym's owner and Boss of the Polish gang, he held a pistol to the back of Allie's head. The room gradually grew quiet as attentions moved away from the fight to the man with the gun. The fight had by now stopped with Sean and his opponent both watching the action outside of the ring. Bukowski was as his nickname suggested a big man, he was a man in his early 50's who had throughout most of his life been a boxer, but now he was just another immigrant gangster. What the fuck is going on here Irish?! Josef asked as a couple of his goons forcibly took the knifes from both Paddy and Allie. Tensions now began to rise as more of Josef's gang began to gather around Paddy and Allie. But then being quite the wise guy he was good at thinking quick on his feet and quickly took hold of Allie and put a arm around her the back of her over her shoulders in a friendly manner. A big grin slid across Paddy's face as he stood holding Allie like a friend while he tried his best to think of something to say to Josef who was now aiming the pistol at them both. Ugh, this is my cousin... Fra, Fre, Fran... Freddy! He just got off the boat this morning, yeah! We had a few to many whiskeys and you know what us micks are like we love a good drink and a fight! Paddy explained lying through his teeth as he tried his best to defuse the situation before he and Allie both wound up sleeping with the fishes. Sean however was growing concerned about Paddy's safety and in his typical swagger he climbed out of the ring and walked over to Paddy, pushing past the Polish thugs as he got close to his friend. Hey Joe, put that away.. Lets get back to the fight! Sean pleaded, hoping to appeal to Josef as a boxer. With a low growl and a reluctant nod to his men, Josef put his pistol back into its holster beneath his jacket. Ok, you two get out of here!.. and you get back in that ring!.. LETS GET BACK TO BUSINESS! Josef yelled as he walked back toward the ring pushing between Paddy and Allie were both dragged out off the gym by Josef's small army. Sean sigh and returned to the ring, knowing Paddy would not be able to claim their winnings at the end of the night. With a hard push Paddy and Allie were pushed out of the Gym and out into the cold streets. Wypierdalaj std! GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE! Yelled one of the Polish thugs before the slammed the doors closed behind them. Paddy landed on his ass with a loud thud and a pain filled groan, the side walk was cold and hard and Paddy had rarely made its acquaintance sober. Sitting their by a couple of trash cans he looked over to Allie. Shite!... Do you know how much money you have potentially lost me tonight you wee fuck?! You stupid little bastard! Paddy yelled at Allie as if she were just a young man or boy, he then stood up and dusted himself off as his eyes became fixed on the Gym's doors. He reached into his pocket and pulled out two fist fulls of betting slips, all that were useless to him now he could no longer enter the gym and get to the bookie.