It is around ten in the evening. You can hear the sounds of cars driving, people arguing with one another, and a siren going off. The streetlights are on and there is a character named Soren who is out taking a stroll around the block. He has a book in his hand and a flashlight attached to it so he can see. The book appears to be called “You Can’t Spell Evil without Lie”.
Soren: “Wow. I am surprised she ended up like that. I never thought she was behind it all. I can’t wait to see her fate.”
While Soren is walking and turning the pages he is stopped by three men.
Gang Member #1: “Looks like you picked a wrong part of the neighborhood to walk around alone.”
Soren stops reading his book and pulls out a bookmark from his pants pocket. He puts it in the page he was last reading and closes the book. He then looks calmly at the three men.
Soren: “I’m sorry. Who are you guys?”
Gang Member #1: “We’re members of the Commandos and-”
One of the other members stops him from finishing his sentence.
Gang Member #2: “Law, there really is no reason to give answers to a dead man. Just know us as the people who are going to bury you.”
Afterwards the three gang members all pull out guns from their pants. Soren doesn’t seem to be phased and looks more interested than anything.
Soren: “Three “Revolution” pistols? A 92 series if I’m not mistaken. How did you guys manage to get your hands on guns anyway?”
Law: “You’re quite talkative aren’t you? Shouldn’t you be more worried about dying?”
Soren has a blank look on his face and stares Law in his eyes.
Soren: “Not really.”
Law: “That’s it! Light him up boys!”
The three men open fire on Soren. Soren smacks the bullets away with his book and dodges a couple with ease. The three men look at him in awe.
Law: “What, or who the hell are you?”
Soren: “I studied a lot on guns. If I know the trajectory of the gun and how your finger moves when you pull the trigger it’s easy to avoid.”
The three men don’t seem to believe him and keep shooting. Soren deflects them all and in a split second appears a few inches in front of them. He looks impatient.
Soren: “You guys are becoming an annoyance now. You’ve shot off 27 bullets now. There’s no more ammunition in none of your guns, so please drop them. There’s no need to continue this senseless fighting any more.”
Gang Member #3: “Fuck you, you bastard!”
The gang member makes an attempt to pistol-whip Soren but before he can do so, he is tapped on the shoulder by Soren, along with the rest of the gang. They drop to their knees for a few seconds, and then finally fall on the ground.
Soren: “Don’t worry. Even though you won’t be able to move for a while, I’ll alert someone of your whereabouts.”
Soren picks up all of their guns and throws them in the nearest dumpster. He walks away from them and continues to read his book. Ten minutes later Soren walks into a building and is greeted by somebody as soon as he walks in.
Person: “What book are you reading now?”
Soren: “This new mystery book I picked up yesterday morning.”
Person: “How many pages is it?”
Person: “How far are you on it now?”
Soren: “I have thirty pages left.”
Person: “You read too fast!”
Soren: “I probably would have finished during my walk but something came up.”
Person: “Now that you mention it, it seems like your weekly walk took a lot longer than usual Soren, what happened?”
Soren: “I had a little run in with some people.”
Person: “I hope you fucked them up.”
Soren: “So much profanity Jax. But I didn’t bother.”
Jax (disgustedly): “You say that bullshit every time you fight somebody. Are you scared to have some blood on your hands? I’m pretty sure those guys weren’t looking to go out for pizza. I know we aren’t the murderous type but you could at least rough them up.”
Soren: “The only reason King is roughed up is because of me. Believe it or not there are a few people that don’t live to fight Jax.”
Jax: “That’s a pretty crappy way to live don’t ya think?”
Soren (walking away): “Whatever you say Jax. Whatever you say.”