Quick wanted to bite Emmie's head off.

"These are more than "drugged up retards" as you so nicely put it. This is a ruthless cartel with one of the largest king pins in the world leading them! You don't even have weapons! We can't in our right minds bring you into this fight. Even if you are soldiers. You'll both die within minutes if not seconds."

Emmie looked to Reyna who looked back solemnly before the two broke out into whole hearted laughs. They were laughing so hard they had to hold on to each other to keep from rolling on the floor. After a few seconds, Reyna wipes a tear from her eye and chuckles,

"What do you mean no weapons? Do you not see the knives we've embedded in the wall back there? And don't judge our weapons skills off the aim you see. We were drunk as all heck. We also have other concealed weapons. Even if we were without knives, we were trained in all types of hand to hand combat and martial art styles."

"Besides," Emmie piped up, "you'd be retarded to go in there with just the two of you. Have either of you ever seen an actual battle? And if this operation is as large scale as you are making it out to be, you'll need all the help you can get." Aella gave Quick a questioning look. They seemed to have a silent conversation before Quick sighed and mumbled,

"Fine. What weapons do you have? Are you two better at offence or defense?"

"My preferred weapons are throwing knives but I also specialize in swords. I'm mostly defense since I'm normally part of the medical personnel, but I exceed the army's minimum expectations for battle," Reyna supplied.

"Throwing knives, explosives, knorks-" Reyna elbowed Emmie in the side.

"Don't mention the knorks, Emmie." Emmie looked offended.

"They are an extremely versatile and underrated weapon! They are also discreet, and awesome, and-" Reyna gave Emmie a look and she decided it was probably best to move on from the knorks...for now. "I also do well with swords, flamethrowers- really anything that can be used for violence. I am very much offensive and would love to smash in the skulls of the people who made me have to use that stupid sobering serum. I hate it!"

"Okay..." Aella said. "Shall we adjust the plan before we go in, Quick? We need to hurry and then commence." Quick nodded.

"We'll have to make some adjustments, but it'd actually be helpful to have extra people when we get to the loading dock. And having a medic could be very useful. So once we go through the door behind the bar, we'll enter into small storage room. Somewhere in that room is the entrance to the real criminal base. We suspect it's partially underground and opens out into the waterfront. That's how they get all the drugs in; by boat."

"And then?" Emmie questions skeptically. "What about everything in between the secret entrance and the loading dock?"

"Well," Aella said, rubbing the back of her neck. "We don't know. There's literally nothing we could get on it. We even interrogated some of the cartel members and we couldn't get anything remotely helpful." Reyna would have slammed her face into a table had she been sitting at one. Emmie on the other hand looked excited.

"This sounds like it's going to be chaos. Let's go!" She shouted excitedly, racing towards the back room to search for the secret entrance and the beginning of the fun. Little did Reyna know, Emmie had every intention of using her knorks tonight.

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