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The Bank Job | Started by: SalvatoreMaranzano on Mar 06, '11 23:08 |
Sal stepped out of The Morningwood Elite's HQ, taking a lung full of the fresh Chicago air as he did so. He turned to his left, and began walking down the street towards the local café. He needed a refreshment if he was going to go through with what he had planned today. As he neared the café, a young boy ran into him, falling over because of the impact, the little boy dragged himself back to him feet and looked up at Sal. He then smiled cheekily and ran away without saying a word. 'Kids these days' Sal thought. 'They don't know how good they got it' |
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Simplicity watched as the men headed in. Shaking her head she knew that things could get a bit careless if she didn't show up. People would get suspicious and it was her job to keep that to a minimum. She was here to make sure the police were busy outside and paying no attention to what was going on inside the bank.
Seeing the door close behind the guys that went in it was now her turn. She fixed her dress, reapplied some lipstick to her lips, and then checked her hair. Looking from side to side she then pushed herself off the of wall she had been leaning on to begin heading down the sidewalk. She had to slow her pace down as to time everything perfectly. If she didn't it could cost herself her own life. Seeing the light turn red she knew it wouldn't take too long to change to green. Once the cars started moving again she waited for a space to cut across.
Seeing the police car that made his routine stop by the bank it was now time to pick it up. Speeding up her walk she headed out onto the street. She didn't use a crosswalk like you are supposed to and ignored anything coming. The cars weren't allowed to go very fast down this road, but some didn't care to follow the rules. Seeing the opportunity she had been waiting for she grabbed it. She slowed her pace and the car heading her way didn't have time to stop.
The pain and the impact happened all at once as she felt the cars bumper hit her legs and sweep her off her feet. She landed on top of the car only to then roll off onto the ground. Screaming out she began to cry and watched as the police man came running. He wasn't going to be checking the bank anytime soon.
People on the sidewalks stood there in shock at what had just happened. Yet, Simplicity had executed their strategy without fault, at least for now.
Laying there she could feel tears run down her face. The car wasn't going too fast, but the impact was still enough to do some damage. Her leg was bleeding and her side was pretty bruised up. The police officer didn't want to touch her to much in fear that she could have a broken rib or two. So he just called in for help while asking the crowd to stay back and continue to where they were headed. Only a few budged from their spot, while the rest stayed and watched. |
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Reply by: Simplicity at Mar 06, '11 23:43 | |
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After hearing the commotion outside Sal knew Simplicity had done her job perfectly. By this time he was already in the bank and approaching the clerk. His men were standing in the other queues for the other clerks, as to make sure none of them would raise the alarm. As he came closer to the clerks desk, he noticed the security guard standing in the corner. He was a big guy, and didn't look like he could move too fast. Regardless, he could be significantly detrimental to the plan. Sal looked over to one of his men and nodded towards the security guard, the man nodded back to Sal and began slowly walking over towards him, stopping a few yards away. |
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Reply by: SalvatoreMaranzano at Mar 06, '11 23:59 | |
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At the time the robbers came into the door, Yuri had his hand on the grip of his colt 1917 pistol, when the men came in, he pulled out the gun and went behind the closest desk. He counted to ten, and decided that noone saw him, he reached over and grabbed a phone off of the desk and called 911. If he wasn't going to rob this bank, noone was. And if they caught him and let him help, it'll be alot more fun. He hung up the phone and at that moment he heard someone walk into the office that he was in. |
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Reply by: Yuri at Mar 07, '11 00:14 | |
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Sal, with a confused look on his face, looks into one of the offices to find Yuri, dialing '911' into a telephone. With the confused look still on his face, Sal tapped Yuri on the shoulder. Yuri turns around and stands up. |
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Reply by: SalvatoreMaranzano at Mar 07, '11 01:38 | |
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(OOC: My apologies, I did not know that. Should've checked first.)
Yuri is surprised when the man seems unafraid from him dialing the number.
It is a line for some associates I've met through the mafia, they should be here to help. If they decide to come.
He pulls his colt revolver, then he hurdles over the tellers desk and punches one executive in the face.
Are you going to reach for alarm again? You should, I am a little bored and my arms need a workout, and silk suits are such a fine punching bag.
The man reels back in fright from the threat and gets back on the floor.
Mr robber, first, I did not catch your name, second, I've got crowd control. |
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Reply by: Yuri at Mar 07, '11 01:43 | |
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Sal grabs Yuri and pulls him back over the counter, backhanding him across the face |
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Reply by: SalvatoreMaranzano at Mar 07, '11 02:01 | |
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Kimble had brought all his tools with him. A stethoscope, a hand drill, and a small charge of dynomite. That safe was as good as open already. He moved towards the back of the bank while Simplicity and Salvatore when he heard the distinct sound of a phone being hung up. He jerked his head to the left to see a little man in a tie crouched behind the bank managers desk. Drawing his gun, Kimble fired a single shot, clipping Yuri directly in the shoulder. Blood spattering all over the book shelf as Yuri fell to the ground, yelling in agony. Kimble strowed into the office, drew his pistol and stuck it into Yuri's mouth. "Did you call the police" Kimble asked calmly. The mans eyes were coulded with pain as he slowly nodded yes.
Kimble drove the gun deep into the Yuri's throat, his voice being reduced to a low gurgle. "We don't take kindly to rats in our business, no matter what city you hail from." He growled into Yuri's ear. He held his pistol in his mouth a moment longer, then violently jerked it out and cracked him across the face with hit. Yuri was knocked out cold. He lay motionless on the stone floor, blood slowly trickling out of his shoulder wound. He should kill the miserable man, but Godfather RoRoG wouldn't appriciate such a hostile act. He left the man laying behind the desk. The police would find him soon enough.
Kimble walked calmly back into the main lobby as Salvatore was securing the last patron. They had not come here for blood, only money. All of the tellers and patrons had been detained as Salvatore stood up.
"The rat fuck called the police. We don't have much time." |
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Reply by: Kimble at Mar 07, '11 02:06 | |
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Sal shook his head as he heard Kimble's voice grow from a murmur to a distinct shout. He would often drift into little daydreams. This one included the plan nearly being ballsed up, however it would seem the last 3 minutes hadn't happened and Yuri hadn't walked out the bank, he had in fact been shot in the shoulder |
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Reply by: SalvatoreMaranzano at Mar 07, '11 02:18 | |
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Grabbing his bag off the floor, Kimble set to work on the vault. It was a standard Shermans Bank Safe with a large combination lock on the front, and a tri-axel crank to open. Pretty typical for a master safe cracker such as himself. His current record was 8 minutes, but this time would have to be faster. He set to work in front of the safe he pulled out his drill and started to make a small hole right above the locking mechanism. This part would take the longest, drilling through the steel. He put the stethoscope against wall of metal to hear the exact point when he breached the internal locking box. A few minutes later, with a faint change in sound, the drill passed into the internal lock box. Kimble stepped back to examine the hole carefully. It was just wide enough to pass the charges into the box with a long wick to lite.
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Reply by: Kimble at Mar 07, '11 02:52 | |
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Sal smiled to Kimble, a smile which soon had a hint of evil in it. He'd always wanted to blow something up. But he knew after doing so, they would have to leave fast, as the explosion would certainly attract the local authorities. |
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Reply by: SalvatoreMaranzano at Mar 07, '11 03:05 | |
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Fulmine was a little bored. That was how well this job was going. Except for that bit the Russian. shakes head When he had heard about this bank job he couldn't resist the opportunity to work with the Chicagoans. After paying off the Guard there was nothing else for him to do. As Fulmine surveyed the crowd he noticed a man in his late twenties, on the floor, slowly reaching for something in his waistband. Fulmine smiled.....was this some possible action? As he approached the man he pulled out his Enfield revolver and snuck up behind the man and placed the bullet behind his head. |
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Reply by: fulmine at Mar 07, '11 20:26 | |
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(OOC i meant barrel not bullet behind his head) |
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Reply by: fulmine at Mar 07, '11 20:27 | |
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Melien knew this was his moment. he looked up at the man who had told him to search the cop.
"Don't sweat this one, i've got him covered. you go ahead and keep doing what your doing, and i'll make sure he stays quiet."
Picking up the pistol, Melien gestured the cop towards the desk, taking the safedeposit key from the bank worker, he spoke up
"Anyone with a safe deposit key, come here. one at a time, put you hand into your pocket, and bring out the key, Slowly."
Melien collected the keys and headed for the deposit boxes |
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Reply by: melien_malroar at Mar 07, '11 20:50 | |
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Sal, still loading bags with cash, turned to fulmine |
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Reply by: SalvatoreMaranzano at Mar 07, '11 21:00 | |
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When Fulmine heard his name he turned around."Fulmine! Wait one second. Throw me the security box keys, I'll start rooting through them" |
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Reply by: fulmine at Mar 07, '11 22:07 | |
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(OOC: just to let you know when i write in bold he is speaking aloud but to no one in particular and when its in italics then he is thinking...im sure you know what the quotation marks mean) |
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Reply by: fulmine at Mar 07, '11 22:09 | |
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