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| The broke mobster | Started by: johndillanger on Aug 11, '08 09:26 |
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The broke mobster Toni scanned the street one more time. His hands were shaking. He tried to convince himself that they were shaking from the cold wind that was whipping down the street and not because of what he was about to do. He never expected when he got on the boat to the land of opportunity that he would find himself broke, hungry, desperate and about to cross the line. He knew this was it. If he did this there would be no turning back. He pulled his collar up to shield himself from the wind and walked up to the entrance of the bar. He'd been standing outside for over an hour making sure that the place was empty. It was now or never. Pulling on the ski mask he knew it was time. His hands were already adorned with leather gloves. A knife, covered with a sheath, was tucked into the back of his pants under his shirt. Finally he burst into the empty bar and ran up to the bartender. The knife was pulled free from the sheath and held up to the bartenders' neck. "Give me your money, man, or I'll cut your throat! I mean it man. The money now! The bartender, in fear for his life, quickly obliged. With shaky hands he opened the register and began pulling out the money. With his other hand he grabbed a bag that was normally used to place bottles of beer in. Once all the money was put into the bag Toni tucked the knife back in the sheath, grabbed the bag and made for the door. "You'll never get away with this punk! THis bar is protected!" He ignored the shout from the bar tender and continued running. His heart was pumping in his chest, he felt like he was on fire. Two blocks down the road he ducked in to an alley way and quickly pulled of the ski mask and gloves. He shook off his overcoat and wrapped the mask and gloves in it before stashing it in a dumpster. He checked the bag, not a bad haul. He couldn't believe how easy it had been. He vowed then and there that he would never be hungry again. As his pulse settled, he picked up the bag and made his way back on to the street and started walking for home |
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As Monty saw Toni walking down the road at a still slightly hurried pace he knew something was off with the man. He looked worn down, his clothes were tattered, his coat was patched up, and he was holding a bag that was, to say the least, way too nice to be his. Monty stopped the man on the street carefully. "Hello there friend, what seems to be the hurry? You are in a bit of a rush, late for dinner or something?" Monty continued to look the man over carefully. "No, we both know that's not the case, now, you do know that bar you just robbed belongs to a close friend of mine don't you? The way I see it, we have two options here, either we can walk back to that bar and bring the good man his money back, or I can take the man his money back leaving you laying here in an alley somewhere. Now, if you take the first option, there might be hope for you, maybe I can help you out, give you some presentable clothes, a little bit of money to get your life straitened up, but this is no way to fix your problem mate, it'll only get you killed." Monty reaches his hand out waiting to see what Toni does with the bag. "It's your choice mate." |
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| Reply by: -Montiego- at Aug 11, '08 10:18 | |
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*wonders down the alley and slides his cloak aside quickly, the urge to pee so great. ahhh.... *suddenly realises there is people in the alley and so desperately holds back the pee....looks around nervously then realises one of them is Monty "oh hi Monty how's it going this fine evening...oh is this the chump that knocked over the bar? if you want I can take him to the "underworld" or is that a bit extreme?" |
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| Reply by: Reaperofsouls at Aug 11, '08 13:24 | |
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Noticing that another man had joined him and Toni Monty grins. "That's ok Reaper, he is just a bit misguided, I think we would be better off just helping this one, you can go ahead and find a restroom somewhere mate." Monty turns his attention back to Toni as he accepts the bag and starts walking back toward the bar. |
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| Reply by: -Montiego- at Aug 11, '08 16:52 | |
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sat in a bar, slowly drinking a SOCO and lemonade, smoking a cigarette and chatting to the bartender He did what? i cant believe the cheek of these youngsters these days you know, so misleaded and naive... is disrupted by the bar door being slung open and two tall men, one scruffy looking and the other in a smart suit carrying a bag. Quickly Foofaton stops talking and watches the events that are about to be unraveled. |
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| Reply by: Foofaton at Aug 12, '08 08:02 | |
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Monty walks in with Toni close by his side as he passes the bag back to the bartender and nods at Foofaton. "I think you'll find it's all still there friend, this was nothing more than a desperate man who got off to a bad start, but the way I see it, no harm, no foul right?" Monty lowers his head at the bartender a bit waiting for him to agree. As the bartender goes through the bag he nods his head a bit and puts the money away. "It's all there then? Good. Now, we'll be on our way, this young buck still has a lot to learn; Sorry for interupting your drink there friend, it's on me." Monty throws some cash on the counter and walks out with the young man still following close behind him. |
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| Reply by: -Montiego- at Aug 12, '08 08:30 | |
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