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| Home Coming... | Started by: Misty_Wyn on Jan 07, '08 03:00 |
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(RPG join if you'd like, not sure how often I'll post on it.) As the night air cooled over the desert, a quiet two seater plain drifted down three miles out side of Las Vegas. The sun shines it's brightest as it begins it's final decent into night and the pain pulls to a stop next to a waiting car. You late. He was leaning up against the bumper and smoking a cigarette, signs of his time waiting littered the ground, a coke can, and a bunch of butts, one still smoking, he dropped the fresh one to the ground and stepped on it, mainly for dramatic effect... I wasn't impressed. A lady is never late, a lady arrives on time, there for you are early, for once. What do you need? Cash? or favors? He looks up, sharply at the question, caught guilty in a since... doubly guilty if the records in my suit cases made it public. but he didn't know about that, I hoped. I... I need about 100 K, I lost a game of poker and I fear they want there money sooner then I can make it... I need a loan... I'll pay it back I swear... Some how he always looks small when he asks for money... Always looks scared... afraid I won't write out the check afraid I'll cut him off... always let me know he'd be honest with me. I set my briefcase on the trunk of the car, it wasn't his, wasn't mine, who it belonged to didn't matter, not to me. I opened the twin locks and pulled out the gun i kept in there, loving the look on his face... but no, I didn't need it, I just had to get out what was under the gun... My check book. You'll get my 150K back to me by the end of the week, don't make me hunt you down.... He grumbled and opened the door for me... Gentlemen, who was I to turn down the offer? Wait, I was me... So I walked around and got in the shotgun seat, no need to ride in the back who knows what can happen when you have no access to the steering wheel... He looked surprised, but shrugged and lifted my luggage into the back seat, and jumped in next to me. Where to Mistress Wyn? Why does my past always haunt me? |
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Howard spots Misty driving pass and flags her down, and waits for her to roll down the window Hello Misty, Whos your friend? Oh ok, Could we please take a seat in the back i must discuss something with you urgently? NoNo dont worry about your friend, I've been looking for him for sometime Howard gives Misty's friend a sharp glance |
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| Reply by: Howard at Jan 07, '08 17:17 | |
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Misty knew Howard from a while back, He'd borrowed some cash to pay a few home loans and had been friendly enough, she knew his boss, but of course that was cause he was Family... Misty leaned back and unlocked the back door and let him climb in. Where to stranger? It's been a while since I saw you last. |
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| Reply by: Misty_Wyn at Jan 07, '08 18:50 | |
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*Morebulletz whatches as howard jumps into the car* I wonder where there going hmmm lets follow *Morebulletz jumps into his car and watches there move* |
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| Reply by: morebulletz at Jan 08, '08 04:37 | |
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Howard slides in to the far side Well this thing i need to speak to you is about a certain someone that you have become some what Friendly with. I have seen Mr.A talking to a few people he shouldnt be, if you get my drift and was wondering what you have telling Mr.A as i had a friend of mine contact a few people he knows and found out what who he Really is... And as for you my friend in the front I dont think listening to peoples conversations is your best ability...Oh and TJ says ring him asap or we will have to meet again. So Then Misty where are we heading too? |
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| Reply by: Howard at Jan 08, '08 13:11 | |
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Bar District, I have to check on some progress with my newest project... wanta come along, seems we have a tail, We may be having fun soon enough if he keeps following us... Misty grins and offers Howard a bottle of moonshine Fresh from my contacts in NY, Wanta try some? |
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| Reply by: Misty_Wyn at Jan 08, '08 17:57 | |
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Howard also has noticed the tail So we have but that car looks familair. Drvier take a left her and double back please. And yes a bottle of Moonshine would be lovely, bare with me one second while i make a phone call Howard picks up the incar phone and makes a call Hello Cheif, How are you? I need a car plate checking plate number 56KL78U,i'll come and meet you so you can give me the deatils Ahh contacts in the police what a joy, detor to the staton driver? So Misty Hows Business? |
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| Reply by: Howard at Jan 08, '08 18:01 | |
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Misty's driver looked nervously at Misty and at her curt nod follows her instructions. Business is as Business always has been, busy. Misty glanced out at the mirror and grinned. Well can't say this isn't interesting. First time home and I'm being flagged down and followed. wonder whats next. |
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| Reply by: Misty_Wyn at Jan 10, '08 08:38 | |
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Howard is pondering over whether or not to order a take out on he car or not Well its going to get even more intresting exscuse me a second. Howard opens his cell and taps in the number Hello,Frankie? No time for chit chat grab Tony,Rich and that new guy and find a car for me and store the driver at our holding facility and have a word with him but dont open your mouth.. The conversation continued for a short while So Misty make i take you to dinner? |
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| Reply by: Howard at Jan 11, '08 19:31 | |
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Misty looks up from a planner she'd been looking over, one that obviosly wasn't hers. Humm, dinner? Misty closes the planner and glances at the driver. Yes, dinner sounds lovely, I just got back in town and haven't eaten all day, where will we be going? |
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| Reply by: Misty_Wyn at Jan 12, '08 05:20 | |
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Howard quickly runs through the list of posh and expensive resturants he knows... My friend Beno owns a nice Italian Resturant downtown how about there.. Im paying of course... |
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| Reply by: Howard at Jan 12, '08 14:53 | |
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Humm, Italian sounds wonderful. Haven't had a good dish of raviolis in a long time. Misty glances at her driver. Jim you know where it is? If not let my friend Howard explain the directions. A thumping began coming from the trunk and Jim glanced back, then smiled at Misty. Don't mind that Ma'am just that one gentleman who insulted you the other day, was gonna take him out to the stable and have a bit of fun with him and a tattoo gun. Sir, is this that one restaurant off first and the main strip? |
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| Reply by: Misty_Wyn at Jan 12, '08 17:44 | |
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No jimmy this is a more 'private' resturant where if you turn up uninvited you will most likely end up dead.. Jimmy: Oh i see Sir Directions? Howard givers Jimmy Directions Oh and Jim.. Howard grips Jim by the neck and holds a gun to his head If you EVER i mean EVER keep a person in a boot of a car i am ever in you will be dealt with, oh and by the way i want it outa that fucking boot by the time i am finished dinner! Howard turns and smiles at Misty, and says 'People these days they just dont think!' |
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| Reply by: Howard at Jan 12, '08 17:57 | |
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Jim's voice goes cold. Sir, I don't care if you kill me, but if your gonna point guns at me, do it where the mistress isn't in danger. Then, ignoring the gun Jim turned into the down town distract. Pulled into a parking spot and walks around to assist Misty out of the car. I'm going to take this schmuck in the trunk to the stable's and introduce him to a few friends, you two enjoy your meal and call me when you need a ride. |
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| Reply by: Misty_Wyn at Jan 12, '08 18:18 | |
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Howard is disgusted at the disrespect that Jim shows Misty you go on in i need to have a word with your friend here. Jimmys face dropped and he was trying to fight the nerves and not too shake Jimmy,come here kiddo i must speak to you.. Jimmy Approaches..and as he does Howard grabs him by his hear and knees him in the nose and heres his nose crack against his knee Now Jimmy son please never disrespect me again infront of a friend of mine Howard goes to turn around but just before he does he landed a flying kick to the lower back sending Jimmy spiralling foward and over the car |
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| Reply by: Howard at Jan 12, '08 18:24 | |
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As Howard approached Misty raised an eye brow Was that really necessary? I know he can be an arce sometimes, but he means the best, for me that is. Misty held out her arm, waiting for her escort to get to her side, as Jim silently stood, dusted himself off and drove away. Come, before your stomach starts talking to us. |
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| Reply by: Misty_Wyn at Jan 14, '08 02:16 | |
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Howard feels like he's high on drugs after his Drennie rush and is confused by what Misty says My stomach talks? Why who has a talking stomach i certainly dont? Howard completely ignores Misty's raised eyebrow and comments on his actions and pretends he didnt hear them So Misty any idea what your going to have? This is proper italian food run by proper Italians not one of them shit Italian-American resturants that you see these days. |
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| Reply by: Howard at Jan 17, '08 08:59 | |
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As Howard talks Misty hears a low grumbling from his stomach and smiles. I think a good plate of gnocchi would be good, haven't had gnocchi since I was back home with mum. How about yourself? |
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| Reply by: Misty_Wyn at Jan 20, '08 21:17 | |
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*as gameownage walks into the resturant,he notices misty and howard,he goes over and sits next to howard* ahh howard,misty,how are you both doing this fine night? *as gameownage looks into howards eye's he remembers that one of his "clients" owed him some money* ahh yes,howard,when is your uhh,"client" getting that moeny to me? im getting restless. *gameownage waits for more of the conversation* |
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| Reply by: gameownage at Jan 20, '08 22:19 | |
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