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Spring Into IllFated Started by: Spring on May 23, '15 20:58

Spring had been traveling around America. She was enjoying visiting businesses that she had never seen before, especially those with goodies. She decided that her next venture would be to Philadelphia. It seemed like the logical option. She had been to New York and she heard Philadelphia was a hop, skip and a jump away so why not? Perhaps she could make some decent deals and bring home a good tribute from her trips.


Spring got off the plane in excitement. Her movements were flurried and flustered at the gates that she thought the security would be suspicious of her. The truth was she had filled up on sugar before she left her last stop. She never did well on airplanes without some sugar in her system. Maybe it was the fact that it allowed her to focus on her jittery movements rather than how far off the ground she really was.


The flight was short and she was soon on her way out of the airport. She decided she would walk the streets. Spring wasn't interested in paying someone else to drive her around so she gathered her bag and began walking. Soon she saw a decent looking hotel that she managed to secure a room in. She showered and got ready to leave very quickly. Tossing her wallet into her pocket, she grabbed the key and left the hotel.


Spring began walking towards what she thought would be downtown. However, she just seemed to get lost. Not giving up she just kept walking. At one point she had her head down momentarily to count out her change as she ran into a man. Startled that she ran into him she immediately began apologizing.


"Oh my!" she exclaimed. "I am so, so sorry Sir. I didn't see you there. I really need to learn to multitask better. You see I was busy counting my change.. Oh you don't want to hear about that. Are you alright?"


She eventually stopped talking and looked at the man. Like really looked at him. He was dressed in an impeccable suit and had the air of authority. Spring was a bit intimidated by him but remained to still be standing as she looked up at him. She tried to flash a smile but it wasn't coming as easily as it should have been. She was truly worried she may have injured him. Although what she would injure she wasn't exactly sure. Perhaps her head had hit his elbow or something.

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On his way out of the headquarter Ill had just dropped off another hefty envelope to the boss. He finally had some time to himself and began thinking of all the things he could do. He hadn't been to the local casino in a while or there was the theater where he could catch a show, even to just hit the local bar for a few . He hit the streets and thoughts just kept flooding his mind. Continuing down the road he saw a woman walking and thought she had to see him and was surely gonna slide to the side so he paid no mind. The two collided, Ill put his hands out putting one on each of this woman's shoulders preventing her from further injury.

"Wow lady you really have to watch where you are going!" now feeling guilty he said "You know it was my fault as much as yours." 

The woman he just literally just ran into looked startled. She didnt have a familiar face at all, he had never seen her before so she defintely wasnt a local. He listened and chuckled to himself thinking how this little woman thought she was able to hurt him in their collision.

"No I'm fine, I was actually more worried about you." he said looking down at his shoe noticing it was scuffed, than reached down wiping at it as he said to her. "I dont think I ever seen you around town before and I know everyone here."

"I'm IllFated." Not waiting for her to reply he than said "New in town?" 

A car came speeding by, the passenger noticed IllFated, stuck his head out of the window and yelled "Ill". He looked when the car came to a screaching hault than backed its way to him. Ill started shaking head knowing what this was about already he looked to his new acquaintance and said.

"Forgive me for one moment I have to speak to them." 

IllFated walked over to the car still shaking his head in anger, he got tot the passenger door and began scolding the passenger and the driver as quietly as possible. "What have I told you two time and time again?! Do not come up to me in the streets trying to cop that shit! I have people out here peddling the shit and you can get it from them. Dont let it happen again!"

Walking back over to Spring hoping she didn't hear what was being said or get the wrong idea of IllFated which in actuality was the right idea and said "Sorry about that just a couple of local thhhfriends." he quickly made the save from saying thugs.

"So what was your name again?" he asked

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Spring had just about given her smart ass reply to IllFated when they were interrupted by a vehicle drawing near. When he said that he needed to speak to them it gave her enough time to think. She was grateful that she had thought about it. She never really heard the name before and it sounded strange in her head. There was just a bit of uncertainty that gave her pause.

Spring knew that there were other crime families outside of Detroit but she had not ran into them to know everyone there was to know. Now she was wondering if this was just one of those moments when she would. You know that stranger things have happened. Perhaps and octopus would bring babies in baskets across an ocean. Shaking her head and laughing to herself at her own thoughts.

Soon she noticed that IllFated had approached her again. She stopped laughing and smiled. Holding out her hand as she offered up her name.

"I'm Spring. This is my first time visiting Philadelphia." She had watched as the car drove away and it caught her attention for a moment. It reminded of her leaving her small town for the city. "I heard there were some great places to eat and shop here so I thought I would check them out."

Spring was getting more nervous as they stood around so she did the only thing that came to her mind. She was a kind of the spur moment with her thoughts. And besides the weather she figured career talk was somewhat safe given her job at the hotel.

"So, uh do you work here? Or are you just visiting too?"

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