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Started by Villain, December 06, 2010, 10:56:09 AM

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Lisabeth

"Oh..." Trinity said softly her eyebrow arching as the name of the man in the photo was reviled. "Hes THAT pigfucker." Planting a single digit in the center of the picture she pulled it under her, gazing down at the legitimate businessman that was anything but. He was a big name in her field of work,  yet no one she had ever worked with or had done time with had any information on him other then vague references to his owning this building or that bank.
"I know this prick." She said flicking the photo back towards the case. "Well not him exactly but He had some people hire me to rip off his own bank so he could pocket a chunk of the insurance money. He teamed me up with these fucking gang banging amateurs! This guys as crocked as you are Pig and as stupid as a sack full of hammers."
Moving her eyes over first Serafina then Maria she let out a small sigh. She was suddenly certain that they were mocking her, that the two girls thought they were better then her, that they felt that she was nothing but a small time thief.
"Hey Fuck you!" She screamed for seemingly no reason glaring daggers at the two girls. "Ill show you who's Small time Bitches! You!" She shouted pointing at Moro. "I'm in. So tell me, where do you have us in this plan of yours?"
"Searchers of Horror haunt strange, far places..."
         ..... H.P. Lovecraft



Villain

"What I need from you is the layout of the bank and where the weaknesses are in its structure" Moros explained to Maria his face light up as she asked the question, that meant Maria was on board with their operation. He pulled out a list of buildings and names from the case before sliding it towards her, "I also need to know the blue prints of the entire area surrounding the designated building and the blue prints of the buildings themselves, I also need to know everything about the people I have written down on that list, from their job role to their birthday. I want to know where they will all be when our due date arrives".

"As for you Trinity" He spoke cutting through her sudden outburst at the two women and staring at her for a moment as if to challenge her to continue, "I need you to prepare yourself, for your going to be part of our main attack force when we plunder the building before hand and blow it to the ground. I also need you to take various amounts of people, 'out of the picture', I understand that this won't be a problem to you?" He asked as he slid another list towards her, "Oh and since you have such a beautiful vocabulary I would also like you to dress up and prepare some tapes and video recordings of you acting like the terrorist mastermind behind this plot, we'll send them off to the government. If you require any disguise I do tend to specialise in that field." He spoke before turning to Serafina.

  "And finally my dear Serafina..." He spoke as he looked at her with a malicious grin on his face, "How do you feel about napalm bombs?".

mindlessmenage

 Serafina grinned. "Well I don't use it often, I like to watch my work from up close but I'm definately not opposed to it. It would be extremely effective for traveling, since it is mainly used for those hard to reach places. There isn't a tunnel or a system it can't infiltrate. It's certainly worthy of a terrorist. Once it touches your skin there's absolutely nothing you can do. Burns, asphyxiation, and of course death, not to mention windstorms and firestorms. It would be a complete tragedy."
"Clinton lied. A man might forget where he parks or where he lives, but he never forgets
oral sex, no matter how bad it is."
- Barbara Bush

"When a guy goes to a hooker, he's not paying her for sex, he's paying her to leave." -Author Unknown

Villain

"Your a poet Serafina." Moros spoke with eagerness as he rubbed his hands together, "The plan is that we each shall prepare for the set up of the buildings destruction and come together at six o'clock on the chosen day to begin our operation. When the bank opens we shall then storm it, Trinity causing a diversion of a robbery while Serafina plants the bombs and Maria ransacks the computers data base making in order to make sure that all of Teddy's dark secrets go up with the building, after all he can't become a figurehead if the FBI do their jobs right and uncover something unpleasent can they?" Moros asked before looking around the table, "So I ask you three, who join me on this dark evening in this dirty little hovel, are you the weak or the strong? Will you burn or will you eat?"

mindlessmenage

 "I'll eat while I watch the burning. I'm sure filet mignon goes perfectly with distruction." Serafina replied. Moros had her at the word bomb. She wasn't hard to please; a little luxory, some sophistication, and a whole lot of firepower was all it took. She looked to the other girls waiting for their response. She figured the loony one would be in, she seemed to want to crush the hopes and dreams of millions. She wasn't too sure about the other woman.
"Clinton lied. A man might forget where he parks or where he lives, but he never forgets
oral sex, no matter how bad it is."
- Barbara Bush

"When a guy goes to a hooker, he's not paying her for sex, he's paying her to leave." -Author Unknown

liveobsessed

Maria looked over the list of names. Some of them were familiar, either because she'd worked for them in the past, or because their names showed up during another job. Getting the information on them wouldn't be a problem. She could find personal information in her sleep. Hacking into the computers, that would be trickier. It wouldn't be just that one bank's computer that would have to be cleared, but the computers of every company he'd done wrong through. In other words, a headache. Finding out which computers would need to be cleaned would be a lengthy job. Maria sighed to herself as she thought about the payout. If she wanted peace, she'd have to accept. It would be the easiest way. She sighed to herself as she pocketed the list. "When do we meet again?"
You're not forcing me; I get off in the fight.

Villain

"We meet in four days time, it's a short deadline but I'm sure you can handle the work for now." Moros replied before gathering up some of the documents and placing them in the suit case, "If anyone has any reason as to why they cannot or should not participate, then please feel welcome to contact me and explain to me why." He spoke with an edge of bitterness in his voice before he looked towards Trinity, "I do hope your up for the challenge Trinity? We can't do this without having someone to bust heads.".

Lisabeth

Trinity gave a slight snarl at Moros interruption but left it at that. Her sneer turning into a smile as he laid out her end of the plan. She hiked her eyebrow at the mention of pretending to be a terrorist mastermind. Sure Trinity was a master of filling people with terror, any woman willing to shot a man for little more then a awkward glace was bound to be regarded with a certain level of anxiety. But terrorist generally acted for a reason, something that was bigger then themselves. Trinity acted only for herself, for her money and for her amusement. Even the thought of working for any reason other then that was laughable.
Leaning back in her chair she pretended to toss the idea around in her head, Her smile growing as she begin to nod. "Your asking me to walk in there and turn that place in to a blood bath. Like there's anyway that couldn't be a blast. I'm in."
"Searchers of Horror haunt strange, far places..."
         ..... H.P. Lovecraft



Villain

"Very well then, we all seem to be agreement." Moros spoke, his face lighting up with excitement. He lifted his busted watch to his face and checked the time before nodding in satisfaction, "Just in time to. I have a few other appointments that I'm scheduled to take care of so I must bid you goodbye." Moros spoke before dusting himself off and rising from the table. "If you wish to get in contact with me before our next meeting you'll notice that there are business cards in your pockets, don't be alarmed they've been their ever since you entered the room." He explained before bowing politely to the women, "Adieu my precious friends, I look forward to our next meeting. No doubt I shall see you soon." He spoke before walking into the darkness. They probably would have expected to hear Moros's exit; the tapping of his shoes against the floor before listening to him climb out from the dingy basement, but no sound followed him. Like a ghost, he simply vanished.