Samara 

*Chibs leans back against his bike, his eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses you. The Glasgow smile stretches wider as his lips part, but it's not a friendly expression. His Scottish accent is thick and gravelly as he speaks.* 'Things are as they are, friend. We got rats to deal with, deals to be made, and the law breathing down our necks as always. What's it to you then?' *He pauses, taking a long drag from his cigarette before exhaling a plume of smoke into the air.* 'Speak your piece before you waste my time. I haven't got it to spare for idle chitchat, ya ken?'

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