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| Rain and Tears | Started by: Pickles on May 02, '09 04:06 |
| Avversione scopante I voi! Spero che moriate! Like Kittie! The girl's face is red with fury and nothing but Adrian's body guard keep her from leaping at him like a wild animal. | |
| Reply by: Pickles at May 02, '09 04:18 | |
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Victorio realizes that Adrian's patience is really being tested and he knows that another stunt like that and he won't be able to stop him from hurting her, so just like yesterday, he grabs the girl and puts her over his shoulder, carrying her to the door. Pickles puts up much more of a fight after having a meal and a half and a decent night's sleep. But still not enough to avoid being put down outside of the house against her will. |
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| Reply by: Adrian at May 02, '09 04:18 | |
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As the door shuts in Pickles face she realizes she's probably just burned the only bridge that she had left to Kittie. She stumbles down the sidewalk in an ill fitting dress , tripping over the cobble stones as tears blur her vision. Her shoe catches on a crooked stone and she falls, catching herself on her hands, her breath coming out in a crooked sob. She tries to pull in a breath but can't and instead screams. God, WHY!??! Her screaming becomes unintelligible as she loses what is left of her hope and sanity. As burning hot tears streak down her cheeks one after the other she feels cold raindrops mingle with them and collapses on the ground, utterly spent. |
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| Reply by: Pickles at May 02, '09 04:18 | |
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*Knocks on the front door* Adrian, its me |
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| Reply by: Sam_Giancana at May 02, '09 11:58 | |
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Scipita notices Sam_Giancana knocking on Adrians door All the lights in Adrian's house are on, yet no answer... Having in mind the troubles Adrian has been through. She decides to approach Sam_Giancana. Excuse me sir, sorry to interupt your knocking, but I think it's wise to leave Adrian alone for now. He is a lot of pain and I remember seeing a memo that it would be wise to leave him alone for now. Please come with me, I know something better to do than standing in the rain infront of a closed door. |
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| Reply by: Scipita at May 02, '09 13:12 | |
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| Rebel see's Sam and Scipita talking outside Adian's house. He walks over to greet them but then decides to walk away. He doesnt say anything just walks away. | |
| Reply by: Rebel at May 02, '09 13:41 | |
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*walking down the street past Adrian's house on a business run Marc hears a pitiful sob and turns to the noise. He sees a dark huddled mass in ripped and sodden clothing. He recognizes the dress as one he gave to Kittie. She had only worn it once before gracefully stowing it in the closet and schooling Marc on how to *properly* buy clothing for her. Her only word to him was "don't." He approaches the heap and sees a young lady, 19, maybe 20 at the most. He looks into her dead eyes and knows that something wrong has happened to her. He hears incoherent screaming form the inside of Adrian's and realizes that he has lost his temper again. Without a second thought to the consequences might be, he picks the girl up in a fluid motion and carries her the three blocks to his apartment. His maid is waiting for him at the door and he shoots her a pleading look. She runs to the bathroom to draw a hot bath and he carries her into the bedroom and places her carefully on the bed. Her deep blue eyes flutter for a moment and she whispers a name before drifting back out of consciousness. The maid ushers him out of the room and he walks slowly down the hall to the kitchen. Over a steaming cup of tea he mulls over the name.* "Kittie" |
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| Reply by: Marc_Jamieson at May 02, '09 14:58 | |
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| Scipita, Adrian must be taking it hard, he is a good friend of mine, I came to comfort him | |
| Reply by: Sam_Giancana at May 02, '09 16:33 | |
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| TM pulls up at the gates of Adrian’s compound. He waves at the guard as he is let in. He brings his car to the front of the house exiting the car he makes his way to the front door of Adrian’s house. He knocks on the door he turns and looks out at the view. Not a moment later the door opens. TM walks in informing Adrian’s staff to tell him that he as arrived | |
| Reply by: TM-Scarface at May 02, '09 17:24 | |
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| *Turns to see TM go in* | |
| Reply by: Sam_Giancana at May 02, '09 17:25 | |
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Adrian, seeing his brother walk in the house, nods at him and as he starts walking away, says: "I'll be in my office." |
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| Reply by: Adrian at May 02, '09 17:57 | |
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TM ascends the staircase admiring all the portraits. He motions Angelo to stand by the door as he walks in. He looks at his brother speaking What’s going on brother? I haven’t seen you in a bit, to be quite honest I am a bit worried about you. |
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| Reply by: TM-Scarface at May 02, '09 19:00 | |
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Adrian, obviously annoyed taking off his jacket and trying to clean the food off the back of his shirt and hair growls. This stupid little brat that I picked up because she was all alone, cold and wet. I save her from pneumonia and she repays me by throwing food at my head. But forget about my problems, brother, please let me be among the first to congratulate you on being promoted to Don, man. That is plain and fucking awesome. He goes to hug his brother despite still having some oatmeal on him. |
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| Reply by: Adrian at May 02, '09 19:11 | |
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TM hugs his brother, stepping back onto a firm handshake he laughs seeing the oatmeal on his brother he hands Adrian his handkerchief. Pulling a flask from his coat pocket he takes a sip offering some to Adrian he speaks Thanks I am quite happy today, here take this. So some brat pissed you off huh? Well I would imagine if someone threw oatmeal at me I would be angry, so where did you pick her up? |
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| Reply by: TM-Scarface at May 02, '09 19:17 | |
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Adrian, sill wiping himself off, replies: Some girl looking for a job at the Butterfly. I don't know. Kittie told her we would have a job for her, so she came. I know nothing else about her other than she's totally mental. |
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| Reply by: Adrian at May 02, '09 19:27 | |
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TM laughs to himself taking another sip. He sits in one of the chairs looking around the room at the portraits noticing the portrait of Kittie hanging on one of the walls he replies So how are you holding up? I know all this drama can’t be good especially after what happened. I want to make sure your alright bro. |
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| Reply by: TM-Scarface at May 02, '09 19:36 | |
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| *Knocks on the door again, holding a newspaper over his head to stop the rain from damping his cigar* | |
| Reply by: Sam_Giancana at May 02, '09 19:43 | |
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| Adrian! I'll get in there even if it kills me! | |
| Reply by: Sam_Giancana at May 02, '09 21:32 | |
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Vince knocks on the door of Marc's apartment. When the door is opened, he finds Marc toweling dry after retrieving the young lady. Vince places the carpetbag on the chair next to the door. "How is she?" Shakes his head and reaches for his smokes before remembering that there were ladies in the house now. "Pickles? I remember hearing about her from Kittie. She was planning to go out and meet her, and made me drive her out to go shopping for her." Gestures to the bag. "Kitttie picked it all out for her. Right down to the rosary." Vince was quiet a moment, lost in memories. "You going to be ok?" |
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| Reply by: Vince_DiMartelli at May 03, '09 01:58 | |
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*Marc looks stunned for a minute* "Pickles? What kind of a name is that, how did she know Kittie? I'm a little lost here Vince. I walk by Adrian's house, hear him hollering about something and see a girl on the streets wearing the dress I gave Kittie for her birthday. I mean I don;t even know hoe she is now. Annette is cleaning her up now so I haven't even had the chance to talk to her or find out how she knew Kittie God rest her soul. *he sits down and pours another cup of tea* "want some?" |
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| Reply by: Marc_Jamieson at May 03, '09 02:13 | |
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