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Arite, sorry, I thought we were talking these initiatives scores from next round onwards. If we act again, we'd be doing two actions on a row. But here we go!

"WAaaaAAAaaahhhhHH..." After hitting one of the thugs, Kevin rolls his nunchaku up and down, left and right, and twists his body all around to get to the next mook, his whirlwind of wood striking several times and protecting him at the same time.

Nunchaku strike again: 15 + 1d6 - 1d6 ⇒ 15 + (3) - (4) = 14

Shot cost: 3

Sorry. The Shot cost is standard for an attack, and the damage is 8 as for a nunchaku.

Fortunately, with all this stuff about his master and the Triads, Kevin always keeps his nunchaku with him. Quickly grabbing it, he starts whirling it around, air sounds all around. He created s tornado of wood and chain, striking at whoever gets close to him, and throws a blue at one of the thugs' face.

Nunchaku Strike: 15 + 1d6 - 1d6 ⇒ 15 + (2) - (1) = 16

Spent a Chi point to activate Blur of Rage: until next keyframe, if a mook attacks him, there's a 50% chance the mook drops just before attacking due to nunchaku whirlwind.

Your game, your rules. Which leads me to ask, do you want all of us who go in the same block to post actions, or would you rather we wait in order (so Kevin waits until Leie and Ogami post their actions, etc).

"Shit, I don't want to wait for two weeks." Bowing for thanks, Kevin quickly gets out of the restaurant to check if he can still catch up with the gangsters, or maybe with the guys who followed the gangsters. "I'd do it anyway, but the shrimps were actually good."

So, it seems they just come, intimidate, collect and go. Well, this has happened forever and will keep on happening, but... Just in case...

"How often do they come?"

Kevin knows too well what happend if you decline to use their protection services.

"I need to talk to their boss. Do you know where I can find him?"

Golden Dragon, is that the same gang that attacked my master?

Kevin, after coming back into the restaurant, decided to ask the waitress. "Hey, who were those thugs? Who's their boss?" He doesn't bother asking what were they doing since it's crystal clear.

Kevin walks outside with calm. "Gonna have a small cigarette, will be back in five" he announces out loud, so the waitress knows he's not going to skip payment.

Once outside, he tries to check which way did the gangsters take, and mentally note it down. Especially if they seem to enter any other business.

A pair of minutes later, he comes back inside.

Kevin slurps his shrimp soup while watching through the corner of his eye how the bullies take the money and go away. It's been hard to stay quiet, but he had to think about the poor owner - a fight right here would only ruin the restaurant and the gangsters would come for more another day.

Once they're gone, he stands up and goes to the old man. "Who are those? Are you paying them protection?" Given his recent experience with mafia gangs, Kevin is just looking for an excuse to kick some mafia ass.

Kevin is about to jump, but somehow he manages to keep his nerves. "After all, I don't want them to take reprisals unless for a very good reason. Let's see how they treat the grandpa."

Suspecting already how they're going to treat the grandpa, he takes mental notes of where each bully is, how to disarm one of them with his chopsticks and how to break the least furniture possible.

A young man is sitting alone. His long hair is tied in a long braid, and he's wearing a red changshan.

Kevin takes another shrimp with his chopsticks. He holds it in front of his face for a while before eating it. The doctor said his Master would be okay, though he can't take the poor old man's pain moans from his mind. He realises his Master won't ever be able to hold a shrimp with his chopsticks.

Kevin is ready!