Post by Spark on Jan 23, 2017 15:25:04 GMT -5
(Current PL: 7,584 Off./2,528 Def. due to +x2/+x0)
(Actual PL: 2,528)
"WHO THE HELL LET THIS CHILD IN HERE!?"
In a shady building located on the outskirts of South City, an underground crime boss sat at his desk in his office located on the top floor of this building. The man wore a traditional mob boss uniform with lit cigar in his mouth, and everything with a dumbfounded look on his face. What he was looking at that made him so surprised, was a young white haired teen, sitting on the man's desk while facing away from him, a hand on said desk while the other rested on his knee. "Oh, I let myself in, geezer." Spark commented as he glanced over at the dude with a confident grin. "H-How!? I had guards surrounding both in, and out of this joint!" he'd slam his hands on the desk before getting out of his seat. Spark looked at the man with a puzzled expression before rubbing the side of his index finger under his own nose. "Oh, ya mean those weirdos that were walking about? Yeah, I knocked em out." he snickered some. The skeptical mob boss proceeded to tilt his head to look over at the open door where he could see one of his grunts back first on the ground motionless. The guy then turned around, and looked out the window to see some more of his people on the ground. The guy sighed annoyingly before placing his hands behind his back.
"K, kid. What do you want....?"
Spark grinned once he heard that question, and decided to stand up on the desk, getting on the same level as the mob boss. "Weeeelllll now. I heard you've been looking for able bodies to transport a certain object to the other side of the city." the mob boss crossed his arms before turning to face the Elemi, giving him an annoyed smirk. "Oh? So you've come to lend me a hand?" Spark shrugged as he started walking around the top of the desk. "Well....not for free, duh." the mob boss chuckled before shaking his head. "Look, I already have some people who will pull this off for me, for FREE as they work for me, so there ain't gonna be no negotiating, especially with little twerps." he claimed confidentially. Spark casually pointed his thumb towards the open door before saying, "Ya mean those guys?" reminding the boss that he had knocked out all his men. "Well, whatever ya say. Just know that I heard that police activity has risen ever in this city since that one time ya boys screwed up." It seems that Spark isn't as dense as most people thought, especially when it came to things like this. As he jumped off the desk, and was about to walk off, he was stopped by a sudden, "Hold up, hold up..." the man rubbed his temples before finishing. "How much do ya want?" "Eh, we can discuss that when I get back."
The mob boss grit his teeth before speaking once more. "It's down in the storage next to this building. A normal sized box, and the only thing that is in there. Take it to the docks on the other side of the town, there will be people there waiting. Don't screw this up, and DON'T OPEN IT!" the guy ordered as Spark mockingly saluted the man. "Whatever ya say, geezer!"
He would then proceed to bust out the window, shattering it as he made his way to the storage, the mob boss sighing in the process.
FINALLY, some damn Work!
Alaka
(Actual PL: 2,528)
"WHO THE HELL LET THIS CHILD IN HERE!?"
In a shady building located on the outskirts of South City, an underground crime boss sat at his desk in his office located on the top floor of this building. The man wore a traditional mob boss uniform with lit cigar in his mouth, and everything with a dumbfounded look on his face. What he was looking at that made him so surprised, was a young white haired teen, sitting on the man's desk while facing away from him, a hand on said desk while the other rested on his knee. "Oh, I let myself in, geezer." Spark commented as he glanced over at the dude with a confident grin. "H-How!? I had guards surrounding both in, and out of this joint!" he'd slam his hands on the desk before getting out of his seat. Spark looked at the man with a puzzled expression before rubbing the side of his index finger under his own nose. "Oh, ya mean those weirdos that were walking about? Yeah, I knocked em out." he snickered some. The skeptical mob boss proceeded to tilt his head to look over at the open door where he could see one of his grunts back first on the ground motionless. The guy then turned around, and looked out the window to see some more of his people on the ground. The guy sighed annoyingly before placing his hands behind his back.
"K, kid. What do you want....?"
Spark grinned once he heard that question, and decided to stand up on the desk, getting on the same level as the mob boss. "Weeeelllll now. I heard you've been looking for able bodies to transport a certain object to the other side of the city." the mob boss crossed his arms before turning to face the Elemi, giving him an annoyed smirk. "Oh? So you've come to lend me a hand?" Spark shrugged as he started walking around the top of the desk. "Well....not for free, duh." the mob boss chuckled before shaking his head. "Look, I already have some people who will pull this off for me, for FREE as they work for me, so there ain't gonna be no negotiating, especially with little twerps." he claimed confidentially. Spark casually pointed his thumb towards the open door before saying, "Ya mean those guys?" reminding the boss that he had knocked out all his men. "Well, whatever ya say. Just know that I heard that police activity has risen ever in this city since that one time ya boys screwed up." It seems that Spark isn't as dense as most people thought, especially when it came to things like this. As he jumped off the desk, and was about to walk off, he was stopped by a sudden, "Hold up, hold up..." the man rubbed his temples before finishing. "How much do ya want?" "Eh, we can discuss that when I get back."
The mob boss grit his teeth before speaking once more. "It's down in the storage next to this building. A normal sized box, and the only thing that is in there. Take it to the docks on the other side of the town, there will be people there waiting. Don't screw this up, and DON'T OPEN IT!" the guy ordered as Spark mockingly saluted the man. "Whatever ya say, geezer!"
He would then proceed to bust out the window, shattering it as he made his way to the storage, the mob boss sighing in the process.
FINALLY, some damn Work!
Alaka