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| kitty | May 23 2010, 12:06 AM Post #21 |
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"And done." John said as he watched the dead man land next to him. Buckling himself, he made sure he had gloves on before rolling up the dead guy on the floor. He was evidence that would have to be erased later. For now, John just checked the guy's wallet for any credit cards, and then began to spend money on them like crazy. After all, this guy was rich. He definitely had some excessive spending habits. "So, where are we going now? Are we heading back, or do we destroy the body first?" |
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| Shaitan | May 23 2010, 12:14 AM Post #22 |
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"We're going to the pier, buckle up." He switched the gears with above average skill and maneuvered onto the highway, taking this baby to its limits.. He was taking a risk doing that. A while ago, his mother told him that the gangs that resided in this area of the city paid the cops to take no notice of any tricked out car speeding on the highway. Time to take that to truth. He swerved in between the cars, dodging the traffic. Hmph. Those races underground actually taught him something. "Hey, put some of that cash into some sort of bank account. We can take it out as cash sometime later. If we're lucky, we won't have to even beat the brothel, all the money we took from this guy. Anyway, if we're gonna be driving around like this a while, we're gonna need a car that's not just fast...but's tough. We're supers and all." He sped past a police car. He raised an eyebrow as the car did nothing. Seems those stories were true. He rolled down a wind, air rushing into his eyes, quickly drying them out. He could smell the scent of the sea air in his nose. Time to dump that body. "Hey. You know a guy that's decent a making fake license plates?" |
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| kitty | May 23 2010, 12:27 AM Post #23 |
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"Actually, I live a free legal life style. So no, I don't" Which was kinda the truth. Now, for putting cash into bank account... well, why not. Not his own though. Oh, hell no. That would make him traceable. No, all the money needed to go into this guy's bank account. Every last cent of it. "Okay, so what is your bank account number? Or where should I send the dough to?" Was he said that he himself wasn't making money? Yes. Well, he supposed he could donate to his university... or the research section. In very large amounts... yes, he proceeded to do that. Because, that money would eventually make its way to him. "Why the pier? I mean, I can think of two reason to go to a pier in a car. Fishing, and picking up girls. Fishing, I don't know. Picking up girls, well we already have that scheduled." |
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| Shaitan | May 23 2010, 12:42 AM Post #24 |
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Tom just had to roll his eyes. "Sure you do. Put everything into this bank account number." He went and rattled off a list of numbers quite easily. Hmph. The numbers didn't actually belong to him. They belonged to his ex-girlfriend, who'd broken up with him when she found he was a super. Hell, he could be a supervillian. She'd do anything after a few drinks, even give access to her bank account. What a dumb bitch. Maybe he'd let her keep a couple hundreds. Frankly, he didn't care where the money went as long as he'd get his fair share. He shrugged. "I don't know. I find it peaceful just to lay down in the sand and look up at the sky. Or the stars. Whichever is out now. Anyway. We find some heavy rocks for our 'project'. Then, since we already know our grade on it, we dump it in the ocean. Frankly, I couldn't care less about the chicks. I need some time to think about what's happened these past few days." He sighed. "No. Too stupid. Let's just go back and see what's up with the mission." Not caring for any other cars, he waited for a chunk of open space before turning an asphalt-screeching 180 into the other lane lane, speeding back to the brothel. 'Time to set some new records.' [Exit] Edited by Shaitan, May 23 2010, 12:52 AM.
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| kitty | May 23 2010, 12:50 AM Post #25 |
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Wait... WHAT! Had John been driving, the car would have crashed when Tom made his intents clear. Well, okay, maybe Tom didn't have experience with disposing of evidence. Well, that could be taken care of later. For now, they needed to get back. They had work to do. "We are not dumping the body in the ocean. I can take care of it later. For now, we have a job to do." With that, he began to take him time sending all the cash to the account that the kid gave. He wished he had someone he could send it to, but meh, whatever. Well, okay, he sent a tenth to Samuel L. Jackson. Just cause. That was standard policy. ooc: EXIT Edited by kitty, May 23 2010, 12:53 AM.
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