Every week, Malka and her bandit crew makes sure everyone under the ''protection'' of Yael, pay their weekly debts, those who fail to often have their place destroyed, get beaten to a bloody pulp. If they fail to pay their debt the next week they tend to disappear, with a collar around their neck when the debt collector himself shows up. Malka has a specific restaurant where she orders all her crew to leave alone as she handles this collecting herself.
''Malka'' hey stutter boy, it's that time of the week again..... So how's business?
''Zyr"" M...MM...Malka! Im so happy to s...sssssss..s..ssee you! Tonight we turn the p....ppp....p.plaaa...place into a dancing floor! Please come with me Malka!
''Malka'' Dancing? What is there an event i don't know about? Also i just came for the money, not to do dances.
''Zyr'' P...p.ppleeease Malka! It'll be like old times, i even k....keee..kep....kept your dress!
''Malka'' ha for.... you really kept that ugly thing? Can't believe i wore that crap. Look kid i gotta go so please give me the money so i leave.
''Zyr'' ho........ok...... I just w....w..wanted to see you happy a...aaa...again, you are the only f...fffa....faaa...family i have.... but i guess if you don't want to.
''Malka'' ( heavy sigh) Fiiiiiiine i'll join you stutter boy... Anyway you are my last stop for the day, so no one is waiting for me.
Zyr hastily brought her the old dress she used to wear, in the old time when being a cruel bandit was far from the things she would ever begin. A time where she was a dancer and life was about finding happiness and spreading it around. As she wore the dress, she had second guess, but Zyr childish excitement dragged her to the dance floor, and for a few hours, Malka the bandit was gone.
Wanted to flesh out Malka story a bit more, so she wasn,t just a stereotype bandit with no redeeming quality.
Art and Malka belongs to me
Zyr
TheGentlemanSergal
nevrean agudner and sergal race
mick39
''Malka'' hey stutter boy, it's that time of the week again..... So how's business?
''Zyr"" M...MM...Malka! Im so happy to s...sssssss..s..ssee you! Tonight we turn the p....ppp....p.plaaa...place into a dancing floor! Please come with me Malka!
''Malka'' Dancing? What is there an event i don't know about? Also i just came for the money, not to do dances.
''Zyr'' P...p.ppleeease Malka! It'll be like old times, i even k....keee..kep....kept your dress!
''Malka'' ha for.... you really kept that ugly thing? Can't believe i wore that crap. Look kid i gotta go so please give me the money so i leave.
''Zyr'' ho........ok...... I just w....w..wanted to see you happy a...aaa...again, you are the only f...fffa....faaa...family i have.... but i guess if you don't want to.
''Malka'' ( heavy sigh) Fiiiiiiine i'll join you stutter boy... Anyway you are my last stop for the day, so no one is waiting for me.
Zyr hastily brought her the old dress she used to wear, in the old time when being a cruel bandit was far from the things she would ever begin. A time where she was a dancer and life was about finding happiness and spreading it around. As she wore the dress, she had second guess, but Zyr childish excitement dragged her to the dance floor, and for a few hours, Malka the bandit was gone.
Wanted to flesh out Malka story a bit more, so she wasn,t just a stereotype bandit with no redeeming quality.
Art and Malka belongs to me
Zyr
TheGentlemanSergalnevrean agudner and sergal race
mick39
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