[center][h1][color=lightblue]Kalina Kovalic[/color][/h1][/center]

Seemed the rest had deal with the remaining fauna. Good. And that Ivan was awake and speaking. Less good. Kalina narrowed her eyes as Ivan prattled on, more irritated than usual. 

[color=lightblue]"He runs weapons and black market trade for my father's crew. Poorly."[/color] She said simply in response to Val before walking up to the man in question, slugging him in the face.

[color=palegreen]"Augh! Motherfucker!"[/color] Ivan cried out as he was knocked to the ground, paleing as he looked up.

[color=lightblue]"Ivan Vorokov."[/color] Kalina drew her sidearm, flicking the safety off before pointing it in his face. [color=lightblue]"One: what are you doing here? Two: give me a reason not to kill you. I've been telling Dad you're more trouble than you're worth."[/color]

[color=palegreen]"Woah, shit! Hey, easy! Easy!"[/color] Ivan screamed, holding his hands up in alarm. [color=palegreen]"I'm running shit for your dad! I don't get this stuff to him, the Marauders are fucked!"[/color]

Kalina was never the best at reading people. Less charitably, she was downright terrible at it. But...

[b][i]"Kalina, my daughter. You see shitheel, Ivan? Never trust word that comes out his asshole mouth."[/i][/b] Her father's last bit of advice about Ivan ran through her head. A glance at the fallen crates around reinforced that. She narrowed her eyes and shifted her aim to Ivan's left knee. 

[i]BANG[/i]. 

[color=palegreen]"GUUUUAAAAGH! YOU BITCH!"[/color] Ivan screeched shrilly, clutching at his left kneecap. 

[color=lightblue]"I left you the leg that can work a gas pedal. Now try again. About the only materiel I see here that could be mission-critical would be the plastic explosive. And that's a stretch. Or, if you don't feel like telling the truth, give us something out of your own pocket. I know you're good for it."[/color] Just then, a thought came to her head, unbidden. Ah, right. The [i]other[/i] reason she was so angry with Ivan. 

[color=lightblue]"Remember all those care packages from Dad you brought? The ones that coincidentally had things missing that were already mentioned in the letters he put in? You owe me."[/color]