Post by Vito The Don on Jun 8, 2007 9:55:32 GMT -5
The chatter of the regular small arms is dawarfed by the blastin of Vito's gun. Sections of the walls explode in showers of drywall, and most of the furniture is obliterated. Vito pulls what looks like a granade from his pocket and throws it behind the counter. He swiftly grabs DJ by his shoulders and throws him into the street. After making sure melody was safley out of the way, Vito dives through the cades just as the "Granade" expoldes.