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| Deleted User | Apr 22 2008, 12:24 AM Post #1 |
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[size=1] Here is what the dons Tony, Vinny and Nicolas do there work. They have meetings to establish connections and other things. There are offices and meetings. They send there neice to do there bidding with the american lot. Leila walked into an empty room and set up a table and chairs. She set the manilla folder on the table and got something to drink. She was going to help establish a connect with some Tim guy. Her family often sent them to help with the "family" business. She readjusted her white shirt and sat down. She pulled out a file and started using it on her nails. She then poured herself a drink and dimmed the lights. They were bothering her eyes. She opened the case file reading up on this Tim guy. He has recently killed seven people. She nodded and made notes in the file. She was excited to here his reason for wanting a connection.[/size] |
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| Tim Stone | Apr 22 2008, 12:30 AM Post #2 |
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Tim apparated outside the location, and then checked his piece of paper with the address. As soon as he had, the building ahead of him popped into view. He took out his wand, and burnt the piece of paper before knocking and entering. They should be expecting him, he figured, and so just came right in. He saw a pretty young woman looking a folder- probably his, he reckoned. "M'name's Tim" he said simply, holding out his hand. |
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| Deleted User | Apr 22 2008, 12:35 AM Post #3 |
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[size=1] She waved her hand at the men standing by the door. They opened it revealing a young man. She smiled shortly. He walked up to her and before shaking his hand she nodded her head, they did a quick check with a detector. Leila.She said taking his hand shaking it. She than motioned for the seats. Sorry you can never be to careful. So what can I do for you today?She said the worths coming smoothly out of her mouth. She had done this alot so it was sort of routine.[/size] |
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| Tim Stone | Apr 22 2008, 12:42 AM Post #4 |
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Tim watched as the men checked him. He should have noticed them- clearly being with people of his own kind, he was likely to slack off his defenses. But he watched them, eagerly trying to pick up on what kind of spells they were using or what they might find on him. Luckily, they found nothing. Not that he had anything to hide. "It's fine", Tim said. "Should have been expecting it." With that, he sat down in one of the two chairs. Extraordinarily comfy. But that's to be expected with mob members. He noted not to slack off himself. His hand reached down briefly to where his wand was concealed. Didn't wanna be caught in a firefight unprepared. "Anyway, ma'am", he said, deciding not to call her by her first name. Yet. "I'll get straight down to business. I've been looking for connections. I work basically by myself, and it'd be nice to have inside information, maybe some help, from time to time. In return, I'd gladly help out from time to time to repay services. Is this doable?" |
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| Deleted User | Apr 22 2008, 12:51 AM Post #5 |
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[size=1] She didn't know wether to smirk or laugh as he called her mam. She she listened to him speak and waved her hand for things to drink. She offered him one. Well Mr.Stone before we continue, my sorces say you recently killed seven people and trapped countless others?She wanted to see what he was capable of before saying they would have an alliance with him. She noticed his hand go down to his wand and she smirked. Very untrustful this man was. But he was correct in this manner, not many people were trustworthy. What else have you done?She prepared herself to write and she took a sip of her water. Her eyes not leaving his face.[/size] |
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| Tim Stone | Apr 22 2008, 12:57 AM Post #6 |
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Tim nodded silently. "Yes, ma'am. I've done quite a lot in a few months." He mainly kept quiet. The less they knew about him, the better. Somehow even the mob had a profile on him- something hard to attain in only a few months of being evil. Eh, probably a good thing, though. He continued. "I haven't done much else. I'm currently in hiding from the Ministry of Magic, and have done a lot of underground work and research. I'm very capable in shielding and wards. And I'm always anxious to learn more." He nodded. That should do it, he figured. Not too much, but enough that they knew he would be a formidable ally. And that he was willing to learn. Always a plus. |
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| Deleted User | Apr 22 2008, 01:28 PM Post #7 |
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[size=1] Leila listened and stood.She nodded so far it wasn't bad. They didnt' nesecarrily have a profile on him just some information. If they started working with him they would have a profile. They knew about his childhood and what hes been up to. She went to the men at the door and said something to them in Italian. They nodded and continued to stand there. So they have a few questions for you.She leaned back in her chair and the door was opened revealing three tall men in suits. They walked over to her side of the table. She reached for the phone and started talking. They would like to know why they should work with you?She said and hung up the phone. She hated when they called. She just wanted to do this her own way. She sat back down and tapped her fingers on the table. Her eyes flashed cooly.[/size] |
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| Tim Stone | Apr 22 2008, 04:57 PM Post #8 |
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And now the tables turned. He went from being the leader to being the one who was being questioned in a matter of seconds. Something a good negotiator would never allow himself to get into. He quickly had to get himself out and get to some higher ground quickly, or else he could just get dragged in. "Basically, they should work with me because I'm an invaluable defensive coordinator, as well as a good strategic planner. Those seven deaths.. were all in one night, once place, with an entire team of Aurors. I escaped with a few mere scratches. If I could do that with just myself, imagine the things I could do with an entire team." He stood up to meet her. Ha! He laughed inwardly to himself. The tables had turned. At least for the moment. |
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| Deleted User | Apr 22 2008, 05:06 PM Post #9 |
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[size=1]She stood still as he spoke. What he said was true. She turned to face him, she raised her eyebrow and thought. She was impressed slightly. We are not aurors, and we have eternal life.She said to him quietly. She didn't move, she was going to stand her ground. Could you do the same thing with other mafia people or others that are connected?She wanted to hear his answer to this.[/size] |
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| Tim Stone | Apr 22 2008, 05:18 PM Post #10 |
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Eternal life? What the hell?.. He gave her a funny look for just a second- what did she mean by that. He couldn't figure it out, so just blew it off. Eternal life is impossible. He shrugged it off. It's impossible. Whatever. Returning to the conversation. "If you mean organizing large groups and equipping them with fantastic wards, then yes, I can. It takes more time to organize larger groups, as each one has to know their duties and what not. But, yes, given the proper people and materials, I can." He nonchalantly sat back down, and crossed his legs. Maybe to some it would show passiveness and submission. But really, it was a sign of a win. |
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| Deleted User | Apr 22 2008, 05:38 PM Post #11 |
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[size=1] She chortled. She then leaned on the table. Well than show me some of these wards to mention.She wanted proof of his so called talent. She couldn't believe he didn't understand the enternal thing. She didn't push it he would understand on his own terms.[/size] |
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| Tim Stone | Apr 22 2008, 06:05 PM Post #12 |
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Tim shrugged. "Okay.. here's an example. Your guards checked me, right? Probably for any thing concealed, that has Dark Magic, or some kind of a link of sorts to an outside source. Unfortunately for you, I have two of the three." He was sure she must have had a surprised look on her face, but he didn't look. Instead, he reached to his wand, and swiftly pulled it out. Under his breath he began to mutter a few seconds worth of charms and spells, and the he stopped, and put his wand back. He reached into his pocket. He bought out a small hand mirror, something that would look like it might belong in a women's purse. However, he touched the glass, and said aloud "Where am I?" A voice inside the mirror immediately spouted the exact coordinates of the house, along with the full name of the owner. "I got this through your security. And it is Dark Magic. Good enough for you?" |
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| Deleted User | Apr 22 2008, 06:23 PM Post #13 |
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[size=1] Her eyes flashed as he showed her what he got past her guards. She started yelling at them in Italian. They started moving around and left, new men came in. Her eyes flashed again as she sat down abruptly. She waved her hands. Your could hear yelling coming from outside the room. Yes yes very good.She couldn't believe it. She breath heavily and thought. Shall we sign than?She wasn't going to make the contract based solely on word. She snapped her fingers and somebody brought it in with a pen. She slid it to him with the pen.[/size] |
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| Tim Stone | Apr 22 2008, 06:42 PM Post #14 |
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Tim pulled his own pen- the muggle variety- out of his pocket, and clicked it once. He'd had a bad experience once with a cursed pen. This wrote just as well, and didn't have the magically binding contract properties that a quill would. Before she could say anything, he signed his first name on the line. "Okay. There it is. Anything else you need?" He stood up and watched her. |
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| Deleted User | Apr 23 2008, 05:20 PM Post #15 |
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[size=1] Leila sat back surpirsed. She than signed her signature. She stood up and gave the contract to the guy at the door who went into another room. Unless you have business for us now, than thats all. Do you want to meet them?She asked him. Most people would want to meet who there making a contract with.[/size] |
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| Tim Stone | Apr 23 2008, 06:23 PM Post #16 |
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Tim scratched his chin thoughtfully. Should he try to meet the mob boss? He probably wasn't familiar enough with the mob workings to attempt something like that. Maybe he should wait it out. On the other hand, if he made a good first impression, it could be very fruitful. Tim weighed his options for a moment, and then shrugged. No mob boss today, he figured. Not too much on the first time. Well, unless he was invited. But he wouldn't push. "Okay, sure. Who do I get to meet?" he asked politely. |
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| Deleted User | Apr 24 2008, 01:07 AM Post #17 |
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[size=1] She smiled and instead of answering his question she stood up and walked over to the phone. She picked it up and spoke quickly in italian. She hung it up and walked over to the door and slowly opened it. There stood three men in pin stripped suits and hats. They stood with there arms behind them. They silently walked in and kissed her cheeks. She shut the door. She started speaking to them and they curtly nodded there heads. She got three more chairs for them to sit down in. She looked around and waved her hand for the door to shut. One guy staying inside and he watched Tim carefully. This is Vinny, Tony and Nicolas Cosimo. They are three of the nine dones. She pointed to each of them as she said there names. Vinny was the biggest don and he stood there impassively. They all had tan skin and black hair. She turned and spoked to them in italian and said his name. Vinny reached across the table and handed his hand for him to shake. She watched them work, it had been awhile since she had last seen them.[/size] |
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| Tim Stone | Apr 24 2008, 01:49 AM Post #18 |
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Tim, nodded at each of the men respectfully as they entered the room, and then shook hands with all those that were presented to him. He didn't know much Italian- just a few words picked up here and there from his travels, and definitely not fluent enough to keep up with their excruciating pace. Hopefully english would suffice. "Hello. I'm Tim. Nice to meet you three". The guys looked intimidating. Especially that big on the right. |
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| Deleted User | Apr 24 2008, 12:09 PM Post #19 |
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[size=1] Leila sat there silentyly as one by one they shook hands. The looked at her to translate. They didn't really speak english so she said what he said. She than listened as Vinny said Ciao e benvenuto al nostro servizio. Speriamo che tutto sia ritenuto exceptable nel contratto che abbiamo elaborato. She thought quickly translated it in her head. Hello and welcome to our service. We hope that everything is deemed exceptable in the contract we drew up.She said to him and than stood up and poured them drinks. She than sat down silently, unless she was translating she wasn't to speak. A guy came in and walked up to Vinny whispering in his ear. Vinny looked mad and than whipsered angrily back at him. The guy nodded and soon left the house with five others. She shook her head, her brother was always a quick thinker. [/size] |
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| Tim Stone | Apr 25 2008, 04:26 PM Post #20 |
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Tim watched the man quickly leave. He wasn't sure what it was for, but it couldn't be good. Hopefully it had nothing at all to do with him. Either way, his hand went to his wand, just in case. I'd rather be over prepared any day in a firefight. Warily, he spoke to the remaining men. "Yes, I did find it to be acceptable. Anything else I need to do?" He was getting anxious to leave. As much as he probably needed these people, he wasn't very happy to be working with them. |
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