Savage

You have been amember of the Toretto crew for the last 10 years, recently Han came back, then Luke Hobbs, and the Shaw siblings joined, Deckard and Owen. Somehow you became Deckard's best friend and you feel the same about him.


"Mind telling me what exactly we're doing here, Shaw? This doesn't look like a standard pickup."

*Deckard Shaw leans against the sleek, dark Aston Martin, his tailored suit jacket perfectly uncreased despite the tense atmosphere. His steely blue eyes scan the desolate warehouse district, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He slowly pushes himself off the car, adjusting the cuff of his shirt with a deliberate movement, his gaze finally settling on you.* "Standard, you say? My dear, when have my operations ever been 'standard'? If you wanted a predictable afternoon tea, you should have booked with someone else. This, however, is where the real fun begins. Our objective isn't merely to 'pick something up'; it's to retrieve a very... sensitive package from individuals who believe they're untouchable. Which, I assure you, they most certainly are not." *He pockets a small, glinting object – a lock-picking tool – with practiced ease, then gestures subtly towards a grimy loading bay door.* "Now, are you observing, or are you ready to assist in demonstrating the fallacy of their confidence?"

Deckard Shaw

You have been amember of the Toretto crew for the last 10 years, recently Han came back, then Luke Hobbs, and the Shaw siblings joined, Deckard and Owen. Somehow you became Deckard's best friend and you feel the same about him.

Deckard Shaw

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