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| I know A guy (open RP) | Started by: Vince_DiMartelli on Mar 29, '09 04:03 |
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Vince knocks on the door before entering the office, his friends close behind. The office door that opens reveals a well-appointed but not overly ostentatious office, dominated by a figure behind a desk. The way the desk was facing everyone who entered the office had to look directly at the man. "Uncle Matt." The man held up his hand and got up with the air of someone about to beat another man's head in. Vince didn't cringe, but he did take a single step back. The two men stood and stared each other down for a moment before the older man, Vince's Uncle, stepped forward, gave vince a quick hug and smiled, seating himself on the edge of the desk so that he could keep an eye on all three men. "Mr Steele," The man said by way of introduction, and then he turned to Vince. "Sono amici di i vostri?" He asked Vince. For the first time the Bronx Italian accent that Vince had used dropped away, leaving pure Old country Italian as Vince replied just as Fluidly. "Buoni amici. Hanno conservato la mia vita." Mr steele nodded, a simple up-down of the head and sat back a little. "You are probably wondering what happened. I am sorry Vince. I didn't find out in time. One of the captains went to the police. But that isn't your concern right now." He held up a hand to stop the protest he could see forming. "I think you will agree that this is more important." He unlocked a drawer of his desk and pulled out a black case, it was obvious that it was a gun case. Vince paled when he saw what was inside. "You can see why I would think this more important." On the black felt was a very large handgun, but the thing about it that caught everyone's attention was the filigreed engraving on the butt. A bird, wings spread, stared off to the side, and below it a single word. " Lealt And woven around it was part of the phrase that anyone who had ever seen Vince's gun knew. His family motto, Here, just "Vale Sangue." This was the mate to Vince's piece. "My brother's in trouble." |
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| Reply by: Vince_DiMartelli at Apr 12, '09 20:50 | |
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Adrian sat back, picking up bits and pieces of what was being said. He heard Vince mention that his brother was in trouble, and realized what he must be going through. He coughed and leaned forward a bit. Sorry to intrude, but I just wanted to stay that if you need any help with your brother Vince, you just give the word, and I'll follow you wherever we need to go. He noticed Mr. Steele looking at him, and nodded to him. The name's Adrian Champagne. Most call me "The Champ". |
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| Reply by: AdrianChampagne at Apr 12, '09 21:55 | |
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Mr. Steele nodded. "I know who you are. And what I've heard from you bears out what my Godson says about you." For the first time in the whole affair the man smiled. It was wan and drawn but it was a smile. "Last I heard, Mikey was in LA. You might head out that way to see if anyone knows him. And remember, he doesn't always give the honest answer when he's asked if he is you." As to your two friends. I trust them enough to bring them here Vince, I just needed to know if you would speak for them." He hugged Vince one more time. "You three have free run of the entire place. Dicky said it'll be a day or so before that car's good to go and you all look like you could use a couple of square meals and some sleep." Mr Steele touched the bell on his desk and a smiling man came from the other room. Vince Almost remembered him, but the man had been here when Vince was just a hood. "I think it would be a good idea to regroup here for a day Champ. We could all use the sleep I'm sure and with Dicky holding our car hostage I don't see that we have much of a choice." Carlo gestured for them to follow him and lead them up the stairs to a set of well-appointed suites. "Anything you need in on the house." |
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| Reply by: Vince_DiMartelli at Apr 12, '09 22:13 | |
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Sounds good to me, I'm in need of a few square meals. With all these excitement, I think I've dropped a few pounds. Where's the kitchen? Adrian lets Vince lead the way, and strikes up a conversation with him on the way, about his brother. Are you and your brother close? Got any idea why he's in LA? |
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| Reply by: AdrianChampagne at Apr 13, '09 17:14 | |
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| Commander hadn't spoken for a long time. "Im Starting up my Training regime, ill see you tomorrow morning." And with that he left the Garage and walked down the street walking in to the local gun shop."Give me your best tommy gun a Pistol any one will do, and a 303 lee enfield Rifle. with telescopic sights." | |
| Reply by: Commander at Apr 13, '09 19:57 | |
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Close? Sometimes, but my brother can be a real ass at times. The thing is things have to really have gone bad for Onore to be here. Neither of us ever let those guns out of our sight. That's why I wear mine on a shoulder-rig, It's harder for anyone to get a hold of. The problem with my brother is that when he gets in trouble he tries to be me. So then the trouble ends up finding me. Vince shows them to the expansive kitchen suite. "My 'Uncle' owns this entire block. As to what's in LA, Not sure. Only thing I know of in LA is the Unlucky Dragon and I doubt he's much of a majong player. The next day, the small mechanic comes upstairs to tell them the car is ready and that it's 'stocked.' which draws a laugh from VInce. "Knowing Dicky he's thought of everything." The three men get into the car and Mr Steele hands Vince a card. "You need to stay someplace or you need fuel or something, you know how to use this. Don't tell them unless you trust them, don't trust them unless you know them, and watch your back." |
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| Reply by: Vince_DiMartelli at Apr 14, '09 16:56 | |
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Adrian wakes up, and splashes some water on his face. He gives himself a quick shave, and heads downstairs. He sees Vince talking with his uncle and waits for him to finish. Walking up to Mr. Steele, he thanks him for his hospitality, and looks at Vince, a big grin on his face. I know you're probably getting sick of me saying this but...let's do this thing. I haven't been in LA for awhile, but I'm anxious to take in the sights. I know a few Hollywood people, if we're in need of a place to stay. Adrian pulls his gold-plated pistol out, and makes sure its full. When he's satisfied, he stuffs it in his belt, behind his back, and turns back to Vince, and then Commander. You guys ready? |
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| Reply by: AdrianChampagne at Apr 15, '09 18:14 | |
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| Commander Pulls the Lee Enfield up and Slides the bolt down."Ohh yeah, lets rock, by the way thanks Mr.Steele." And with that Commander headed to the Back right hand seat of the car winding down the window in case he had to fire at someone. The others said there goodbyes Then got in the car, Adrian prepared his gold plated pistol and Vince got behind the wheel. with a Rev of the engine they were off down the road. | |
| Reply by: Commander at Apr 15, '09 19:42 | |
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The normally cranky car growls quietly as they pull out into traffic. Vince reaches down and pulls open the glove box, shaking his head, in the glove box is a small key. "If the shit hits the fan, there are hidey holes in this rig." Vince said. He waited until they came to a stop and then handed the key to Champ. "Keep a hold of this, The cops'll know the car is mine, if someone else has the key it won't make as much sense that it goes to the car." Vince points to the rug on the floorboard as he turns onto the highway. "There are compartments passenger and driver side, just pull up the rug and unlock it. Ammo, extra guns, and God knows what else knowing Dicky." |
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| Reply by: Vince_DiMartelli at Apr 16, '09 01:31 | |
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Adrian takes the keep from Vince, and nods. Sounds like this is gonna come in handy...so where we headed to first? Maybe we should check out the local bar scene. See if me can't pick up a few chic...err tips in there...yea...that'd probably be our best bet, what do you guys think? |
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| Reply by: AdrianChampagne at Apr 18, '09 04:43 | |
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| "Fucking spot on Adrian, i like the sound of these Sheilas, and while were there try to get some info out of some Schmuck. | |
| Reply by: Commander at Apr 18, '09 05:08 | |
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Vince laughed. "That sounds good, but just remember, keep your eyes open for people who don't like me. If my brother has gotten himself in trouble, no doubt they will think I am Mikey." Vince pulled in at the first place that was not a fox hole. As tempted as he was he passed the Unlucky Dragon. He didn't need to bring this type of trouble there. Vince got out of the car to smoke as he looked over the place and gave the other two enough time to get out of the car. Vince never went into a building like this without at least a cursory looksee. Right now, he didn't see anyone who looked like cops. "Looks like the coast is clear." Vince put out his smoke on the fender of the car, pulled his hat out of the back, and headed for the door. |
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| Reply by: Vince_DiMartelli at Apr 18, '09 06:01 | |
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Vince tried to look like he meant trouble, but for a man as scrawny as he was, that was often difficult, which was why he let his piece speak for him most times. Vince went to the bar to speak to his friend and see if he could get a drink that wasn't watered. He didn't know the place so finding a good drink might be the issue. He did notice that there were some heavies in the corner. Vince prayed silently that they didn't think he was Mikey, or if they did that they were at least indifferent to him. |
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| Reply by: Vince_DiMartelli at Apr 21, '09 02:40 | |
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Adrian let Vince and Commander go in first, as he wanted to change into a nicer suit first. After five minutes, he wanders in, white suit gleaming, and a fancy pair of shades that had heads turning. Soon, the few females in the place were making their way over to him, and he basked in the attention, and winked at Vince and Commander. He then leaned over towards Vince, and whispered to him. If all the attention's on me, you and Commander can try to get some answer, and you won't have to worry about anybody thinking that you are your brother. |
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| Reply by: AdrianChampagne at Apr 21, '09 12:14 | |
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Vince smiled. "madonn' you think fast on your feet." Vince sized up the two heavies near the back door and decided to face the trouble head-on. He walked over to the table that the two enforcers were seated and and seated himself without so much as a 'pardon me." "You gentlemen know a man by the name of Mikey DiMartelli. I need to know where I can find him." "Vafangulo!" One of the guards said as he reached for something. Vince shook his head and drew his gun, shielding it from most of the passer's by. "Not smart. Either you tell me what I want to know, or my friends and I are going to send you some place you don't come back from. And just so we are clear, I have Steele's blessing." The man closed his mouth and looked over at one of the men in the corner. Vince got the idea, these two were the heavies, the other men were the captains. "introduce us." It wasn't a request. The man got up and walked over to the other table, bending to speak with the man before gesturing for Vince to come to him. |
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| Reply by: Vince_DiMartelli at Apr 22, '09 03:58 | |
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| Commander just sat tight and followed vince he was only going to get involved if vince or adrian where in trouble. | |
| Reply by: Commander at Apr 22, '09 05:15 | |
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Adrian was loving every minute of the attention he was getting from the females, but he kept a close eye on Vince, making sure he was ok. If need be, Adrian could be there in a flash, they didn't call him "The Champ" for nothin'. Whoa, hey now girls there's plenty of The Champ to go around! Be careful the suit, this was expensive. |
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| Reply by: AdrianChampagne at Apr 23, '09 03:31 | |
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Vince had already holstered his weapon and buttoned his jacket again before turning to walk over to the other table. Both of the men at the table looked like young bulls, which might explain his brother's issue. Vince was very polite, this time waiting to be seated until asked. "Sir, I know that you do not know me, but I was sent by a friend of a Friend, and this man, Mr Steele, is interested to know the whereabouts of his godson. And so, to prevent further bloodshed and hurt feelings on either side, he has sent me, and my trusted compatriots to find him. If one such as yourself could give us the information we seek, we would be deeply in your debt." The better dressed of the two, whom Vince now realized was one of the local leaders, shook his head and spoke softly. "What could Steele do for me? He is Chicago, I am LA. His arm is not that long. And besides, the matter has been dealt with." "It is unfortunate sir, that you would choose to ally yourself against Mr Steele. And it will be more unfortunate when he hears of this." Vince got up, leaving a white business card on the table between them. Across the bottom is the Unmistakeable Steele Soldiers logo. Vince walks back over to The Champ to see if he can get his mind off of the men in the corner. "Let them stew." |
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| Reply by: Vince_DiMartelli at Apr 23, '09 04:11 | |
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Dynamo walks by, and sees Vince, and not knowing what's going on, decides to approach the man "Hello sir, how are ya today?" |
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| Reply by: Dynamo at Apr 23, '09 21:31 | |
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Commander jumps straight in. He grabbed Dynamo by the arms and dragged him outside. Come back in 1 hour. And he then turned around and went back inside. |
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| Reply by: Commander at Apr 24, '09 01:51 | |
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