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Haine walked through the alleys and hidden slums of the city, where crime was king. Heading for the closest Yakuza hideout, he was looking for some answers, and heeded some meat to find it for him. Looking at the building, the abandoned warehouse looked decrepit form the outside, but it was secretly reinforced against attack. At least, it should be, if this gang was even the slightest bit competent.
He looked for a door, and tried the handle. It was locked. "Open up this fucking door or some heads are gonna roll, shit!" Haine shouted as he stepped to the side of the door. Sure enough, he was able to brain the first thug that came through with both fists against the back of his neck. Stepping through, he stuffed his hands in his pockets and grinned. "I'm looking for information.."
"And you'll pay for it with your blood." The gang leader was tall, with a black skull bandana pulled over his head, and multiple piercings in both ears. The black leather jacket had multiple studs and chains and the leather pants were tight and expensive. "We're gonna beat your ass to a pulp."
Haine smirked. "Just try me." The hidden 4 shot duelist pistols in his sleeves slid into his hands, and he shot four of the thugs in the shoulder, arm, or leg. His aim was good, but not that good. He had to cheat a little, guiding his shots with his lightning a bit. Not that the lightning riding the bullets was visible, the electric charge was really quite small. He grabbed the gang leader's collar with his right hand. "Someone's been asking around about a mafia, and there may be mafia activity soon. Find out everything you can, and bring me the information. And your attempts to kill me will all fail." Haine pulled a nasty sneer and threw the leader to the floor as he walked out. The violence had made him feel better. He only wished he had more control and power with his lightning, guiding his shots and making a blade sharper than it should be was about all he could do right now. It might not be enough, if the mafia got involved.