Luger walked the streets with death and evil in his pockets fore it was always risky not to walk with either of the two. His face was shown in these parts not too long ago, but his presence was always a pleasure. With such pleasure he received is what drew his fascination to return.

Picking a soapbox then stepping onto it; he fidget with his tie a bit then calmed his nerves with a puff of the ol Big 5 as he began his speech.

"Hello everyone, great to see some familiar faces in the crowd and I hope you hear from you all after this." He takes one last puff to redeem his cool then puts it out.

"I have recently encountered a man that has ignited a spark of curiosity in my mind. I'm not going to point him out but I'm sure he's going to be one to debate on this topic. The question is, who gets the most respect? Is it the person with the high rank or the person with most body counts?"

Luger looks at the crowd that stood in front of him and notice a bit of an increase and smiled. 

"I personally think it's the gun that does the talking. You can be high ranked with a bold attitude but with no skills in the steel will only lead to a coffin in my eyes. Now I want to hear from you, what do you think of this? What brings power? Rank or Gun?"

He takes a step back and let the spotlight be taking away by the next person with a voice in usage while he listens.