(Truth be told, I'm actually kind of getting angry over Facina.

This is one time Jason didn't start shit, and everyone's dumping on him for taking action when shit gets real. It kind of make me feel like you're telling me "DILLON DON"T FUCK UP MY PLAN" and that's not fun.

You're right about the Kim thing, and I'll think of something for that, however I want to address this because it's REALLY pissing me off)

(I'm literally playing my character. Carpinello likes big, gloating speeches, and when they're interrupted, he's going to lose his temper. When people try to gloat back, he's going to doubly lose his temper. Stealing his time for big floaty speeches, yeah, he's going to shoot you. He attacked Rose first, threw a literal knife at her that Tyler blocked. Jason gives a lecturing speech, he's going to get fed up and shoot. He is a prideful man that only cares about himself and what he wants, so things not fitting into his agenda is going to make him a trigger happy maniac, but also easier to take down if you would just give it time.)

Kenny sighed, looking at Jason. "Well, that was catharsis by proxy."

"Go, follow him and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid," Tyler whispered to Rose as he saw Andy disappear as well. "I won't lose anyone else tonight. Go," He shoved her gently towards the hatch.

Carpinello huffed, lowering his gun. "People just aren't fun anymore," He said. "I will admit, foiling the bombs...not something I was anticipating," He conceded to Kenny. "There are other ways to eradicate Facina though."

Rose glanced over to Kenny, but lingered a second longer as she look back at Tyler. She couldn't lose him, not when she'd sacrificed everything for this to happen. Without another hesitation, she disappeared down the hatch quietly, ready to give Andy a verbal lashing.

(Huh, we actually have a good jumping on point without a TS.

By the power of the threadmaster...I COMMAND THEE TO RISE AGAIN!)

Kim looked at Tyler pleading "Please, there has to be another way! It's Facina! We hide murders all the time! Come on!"

From the first few gunshots, Itsumi had picked up her pace and thrown secrecy to the wind for sake of speed. She jerked her knife out of the throat of another guard and turned onto the hallway leading to where the “dinner” had been planned. There were several guards rushing to the door and punching in a code frantically as she walked forward, drawing her gun.

“This is different, he hasn’t been accused yet, I killed what they’ll see as a federal ally,” Tyler said. “I have the money to pay bail and turn the governments eyes away from here so we can clean up Facina, it’s best you all lay low for a bit.”

"Don't go out that door, Kim." Kenny called back to her as he heard gunshots outside the room.

Jonathan wasted no time either, hurrying down the hall and firing off well placed shots at the guards in an attempt to stop them from getting in. He needed to make sure Kenny was fine, or the council would have his head.

(Kim was heading to the door it's mass confusion right now)

Kim lead Jason away taking him to the trap door after regaining her head.

Itsumi was close behind Jonathan, though she hadn’t bothered with a mask herself. Carpinello, dead, and only Tyler and Kenny to be seen. Where was everyone else?

“Oh, Skyla’s sister, huh,” Tyler remarked, recognizing the young girl.

As the rest of the black dirt men hurried up and formed around the door to watch the hallway, Kenny kicked the table out of the way of the hatch. "Position 4, 3 mark 5. 4 in 5, else capture if you can." Kenny instructed, to which Jonathan nodded and let three of the men move to the trap door. "If any of them attack, do what you must."