--Prophet-- sits on a couch waiting for the people he knew well
that can do the job asked to him by the boss of Carleonesi.  The room
was very large and lofty. The windows were long, narrow, and pointed,
and so vast a distance from the black oaken floor as to be altogether
inaccessible from within. Feeble gleams of encrimsoned light made their
way through the trellised panes, and served to render sufficiently
distinct the more prominent objects around; the eye, however, struggled
in vain to reach the remoter angles of the chamber, or the recesses of
the vaulted and fretted ceiling. Dark draperies hung upon the walls.
The general furniture was profuse, comfortless, antique, and tattered.
Many books and musical instruments lay scattered about, but failed to
give any vitality to the scene.

 While sitting he hears 9 cars drove off outside the room. "They are here." --Prophet-- murmured. Knod, Kat_Cielo, The_Messiah,d ruglord, FrantisekIII, Carlotta_DiAmbrosi, Sayumi, and Lord_X, all
known to be the best of the best in the organization here in USA.  They
all sit in their designated chairs then --Prophet-- started the meeting.

 "The Father of Carleonosi Family in Sicily called me and asking me
for supporting on the attack of the Vizzini Family.  We all know that
Vizzini is falling apart now and we need a new reign that will continue
to guide us in our shore. I will be the middle man in this team, and I
want all of your support for the success on our endeavor. If there's
anyone of you in here who don't want to get involve you may start
walking in that door and leave."  No one move after hearing what --Prophet--had just said.
"Okey now that all of you agreed on what will happen, the first thing
we will do now is to gather some money to use for the said attack on
Vizzini family. Your first task is to rob four banks in the capitals of
Chicago, Los Angeles, Las Vegas and New Orleans the others will pay a
visit to the drug laboratory of Detroit, St. Louis, Philadelphia, New
York, and Palermo, I will give each one of you 10 of my men to help you
to do the task. You may now pick which country you will be going to do
your crime. I will look forward seeing you again in the next 48 hours.

 After talking --Prophet-- goes out of the room and leaves the 9 people talking for which city and crime they will do.

everyone was mumbleing amongst one and other, Druglord tried to get the attention of all of the people but he was drowned out by the noise. He then heard carlotta say "well im definatly going to palermo." At this point he put his fingers to his mouth and whistled so loud that it cause everyone to stop talking and turn to him.

"excuse me Carlotta," he began "but how many times have you been over to the italian island of sicily?. How well do you know the language?" druglord takes a secon to compose himself and speaks in a soft tone. "Now dont take this the wrong way cause im sure that you could do it but you are not the best in the business when it comes to drugs. i happen to know the plantation owner and the chemist who works in the lab.they regularly supply me with the cheapest heroin you can get. If anyone is going to Palermo, it is me. does anyone have any objections?" they all sit still, a smile starts to creap onto Druglord's face. "Good, now if that is all then ill be on my way"

Druglord stands up and walks out of the building and enters his Ford Model A and drove off, leaving 8 people to sort out what the were going to do.

She was quietly running her fingers across the broken frets of a violin, a cigarette held between her middle and ring finger.  Kat_Cielo didn't join in the family discussion of who would go where.  She listened absently.  Some mentioned one city or another.  Druglord quickly laid claim to Palermo.  She liked his decisive manner.  She exhaled.  The high backed wooden chair she occupied was not comfortable to say the least.  She could be back at the bar packing for her short trip to Chicago.  She was looking forward to setting the city on fire.  She plucked the only remaining violin string before clearing her throat.

"I'll take Los Angeles.  I like robbing banks...and I haven't spent nearly enough time there."

Kat rises carefully, despite her high heels she is relatively rather short. 

"It doesn't seem to be very high on anyone's list of cities they might choose.  I'll look forward to reading the papers after we've accomplished these tasks."

She nods in deference to her boss, The_Messiah and respectfully takes her leave to begin make arrangements for the trip.  She can hear the conversation of the remaining seven members continue after she exits the room.

LordX paces the room with a cigarette smoking between his lips, in deep thought. Finally, he gets back into his chair and starts speaking:

I'll take on the bank in Las Vegas. Should find some big cash there.Then I'll take my boys to the casino!

I'll see you guys later!

LordX waves them off and drives away to meet his crew.

Tommy,who was sitting in the corner smoking a cigarette listened to all of the people claiming their cities. Nobody even knew he was there until he spoke.

"If anybody needs any help with their tasks,you can find me in The Brewery or my Sub-Crew basement. "

And with that,he walked out of the room and headed over to get a drink at the Brewery.

"Carleononosi Family huh? I dont get it....why they still want our help to support them taking down the Vizzini Family even they are already weak? It didnt make a sense..."Sayumi mumble to herself. "Well, just talking didnt take me anywhere. A job still a job and I got some work to do..." Sayumi then look up at those lad in front of her who still undecide which task they will take. She stand off the chair and everyone start silent and turn to her...

"If u guys didnt mind, I'll take bank robbery in Las Vegas as my task." She began. "I know some some good man and even have a connection with some 'good' police officer there. Beside, as you all know, Las Vegas is like my back alley". She look up at every single face in the room, but all she find only dead silent. Sayumi smile. "Then I take it as yes....". She then start walking toward the door as everyone still mumbling at each other. At the door, she turn back and speak at lad inside..."Guys, there's no need to think hard just to take on the mission. Just pick one that you have an advantage on it. That simple."

She smile and wave her hand in front all 6 mafioso who stunned by her speach. She walk out of the building, light her cigarette and sigh...."I did it again...."

Hearing Sayumi speaking about Las Vegas, LordX storms back into the room.

Hey, hey, I'm taking Las Vegas! I told that already!

Sayumi, who on her way to Las Vegas received a phone call. As she driving, she wasnt bother to pick it up. But, after several time it rang, she get annoyed, and the person who keep call her is --Prophet--, the middle man. "Geez....what the hell he want?" She's sigh.  Sayumi pick up her phone. "Its me...." --Prophet-- answer,  "Sayumi, we got a problem here...". Sayumi slow down her car and continued the conversation. "What is it? and make it short!". --Prophet-- sigh. "actually Lord_X claimed that Las Vegas is belong to him, and he want you to pick the other place for your mission. Sayumi push her brake hardly after hearing what --Prophet-- said. "What the...? hey...I already set up my man for prepa..."

"Now now...." --Prophet-- intervene her. "Unfortunately, Lord_X already got a vote of confidence from other 8 member. So, I suggest you take Chicago city as your designate target. Oh....and one more thing, dont do anything stupid, I honestly didnt want our comrade kill each other because of some stupid reason, thats all." --Prophet-- hung up his phone.

"I'm not a kid!" Sayumi mumble to herself. "I guess this is what you got if u lack of respect. She look up at sky and murmured..."I need to change my plan....Chicago, here I come!"

The_Messiah sat in the dark room smoking his cigar. He looked over at everyone, slightly shocked.

"Seems to me the beloved city of New Orleans is still up for the taking. I have been there a few times and know my way around the city. If I'm going to take on this bank though, I'd like some support."

He paused.

"I'm looking for someone to come with me to help take down the banks... maybe a SUPPORT. If anyone is interested, send me a mail through and I'll be expecting you outside my safehouse, the closest the city centre bank, a day before the operation. Any later and you get left behind."

He rose from his seat and left, leaving the others to discuss their business.

The_Messiah had only just entered his car when another car pulled up infront.

"Oh shit," He thought, our bad guys must have gotten word of our meeting.

He filled with relief as Tommy stepped out and greeted him.

"I got word of you needing alittle support on your bank job. Me and my boys will be with you, right place right time."

The_Messiah smiled.

"Anyway, I have to shoot, I'll see you then."

He got back into his car and sped off. The_Messiah watched as his car sank into the distance, and started the engine.

Knud waiting to the majority have chosen takes the word.

Ill deal with the detroit drug lab, only fitting since its where i have my everyday buisness.

With a selfsatisfied smile Knud pours a drink while thinking how convient a raid on a drug lab from a competitor will be for his own buisness there. 

You can rest assure ill do my outmost to make this a complete succes.
Now ill wish you all good luck and be on my way to make the preparations . ciao

Knud leaves the room in a great mood, the only dark spot in hes day was how  --Prophet-- had mispronunced hes name at their arrival.

I know the language, it is true, but I have no real ties there.  My ties have all been in the New World.  Chicago, Detroit, places like that.