Ebony Nevaeh
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Trace Kernez
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Trace was probably more pissed than he should've been but he couldn't explain why. He walked down the streets of the city, giving off a vibe that read 'don't ******** with me' he knocked on the door of a small apartment building. "coming" was heard from inside before a sleepy looking Keith opened the door. He usually didn't wake up until halfway through the day. Trace grabbed him by the collar "What the hell man?!"
Keith was awake now "W-What? What did I do?" he protested, latching onto Trace's wrists to try to stop him from shaking him "Starr, I don't recall any other groups of drug carters having anything against him. But today I find him in a bush, the tar was beaten out of him. I wonder how that happened" he said with a glare. Keith was now fully in tune with his senses as he pried Trace's hands off him "You think I had something to do with it? You know I wouldn't screw with you like that!"
Trace started to calm down a little. Of course Keith wouldn't know, Keith was after all, a good friend. He'd never beat up somebody Trace had told him was ok just because of a last name...but that meant those other members. Just did it, no leadership, no consent. They just beat the s**t out of Justin. Granted there weren't many rules in the gang. But you had your rank and none of those druggies were high enough to be able to disregard Trace's word without consequences
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**edited due to some errors xP
