Mafia Roman's Escape Plan - Solo
Jan 11, 2017 23:20:30 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2017 23:20:30 GMT -7
Will be working on this while waiting approval for my character to get things started.
"Life can be normal to some. To those who don't live a normal life, I completely understand that.
Life, see all it wanted to do, is make me hateful, but it didn't, it made me grateful. Two "ninjas" come into Kirigakure Hospital, kill my parents, then raise me, train me, and guide me into becoming a criminal. I should of kill them when I found out, but I didn't, I was grateful that they didn't end up killing me.. now that I cut ties with them and their organization is no more, I joined a real family, The Mafia.. It's unfortunate that fate would bring me back to the same village that I was born in.. now I must escape this village, become a fugitive once again.. and go back to my family. The only way that will happen, is if I come up with a plan... it's my first day out of the hospital, my first day of plotting..."
Well built, well established, business bloomed like hot cakes at this bar. The interior was beautiful, maple wood high chairs located at the back of the bar where the maple table counter is placed. Ten dark maple standard chairs and table scattered near the enterance of the place. Well organized, and able to fit the capacity of 100. The customers now were only twenty, five staff members in total, two security guards at the exterior of the place, and one security in the interior. Wore official black clothing to make themselves standout from the regular employeees. Roman sat at one of the high chairs and at the end, taking a sip of vodka from his medium size glass, and looking at the bartender as he was preoccupied with cleaning the counter. Another sip he took, before slamming the glass down on the counter, almost shattering it as a piece of glass chipped away. Upset by his uncalled for action, the bartender walked towards him sternly and slammed his hands on the counter in an angered fashion and drew his face just three inches from Roman's and spoke.
"Listen here, I will only warn you once, you slam my glass again, or break it, you will not only pay for it, but you will also get kicked out of here.. you got that?"
The interior security guard started walking to the commotion, the bartender gave him the signal to not come no further, and locked eyes with Roman once again. Roman replied back as he started fixing the bartender's collar, while also giving him the distraction of speaking to him.
"I'd like to apologize, it was totally uncalled for, I just lost my wife you see..."
The moment he started to talk, He placed his hands on the bartender's collar to fix it up, but really, used his right lower pinky to snatch his golden key which was located on the bartender's shirt pocket, and by placing his finger in the hole of the key. While it locked, the bartender brought up his arms and pushed Roman's arms away, having Roman close his hands shut, hiding the key successfully. Due the obstruction of Roman's left arm, no other individual caught the theft, and was shocked at how Roman was fixing the collar. The bartender placed his index finger in Roman's face and spoke.
"One chance."
The bartender walking away, and everyone else going back to their day, and Roman leaving the bar.
Chapter 00 - Life's Twisted Game
"Life can be normal to some. To those who don't live a normal life, I completely understand that.
Life, see all it wanted to do, is make me hateful, but it didn't, it made me grateful. Two "ninjas" come into Kirigakure Hospital, kill my parents, then raise me, train me, and guide me into becoming a criminal. I should of kill them when I found out, but I didn't, I was grateful that they didn't end up killing me.. now that I cut ties with them and their organization is no more, I joined a real family, The Mafia.. It's unfortunate that fate would bring me back to the same village that I was born in.. now I must escape this village, become a fugitive once again.. and go back to my family. The only way that will happen, is if I come up with a plan... it's my first day out of the hospital, my first day of plotting..."
Well built, well established, business bloomed like hot cakes at this bar. The interior was beautiful, maple wood high chairs located at the back of the bar where the maple table counter is placed. Ten dark maple standard chairs and table scattered near the enterance of the place. Well organized, and able to fit the capacity of 100. The customers now were only twenty, five staff members in total, two security guards at the exterior of the place, and one security in the interior. Wore official black clothing to make themselves standout from the regular employeees. Roman sat at one of the high chairs and at the end, taking a sip of vodka from his medium size glass, and looking at the bartender as he was preoccupied with cleaning the counter. Another sip he took, before slamming the glass down on the counter, almost shattering it as a piece of glass chipped away. Upset by his uncalled for action, the bartender walked towards him sternly and slammed his hands on the counter in an angered fashion and drew his face just three inches from Roman's and spoke.
"Listen here, I will only warn you once, you slam my glass again, or break it, you will not only pay for it, but you will also get kicked out of here.. you got that?"
The interior security guard started walking to the commotion, the bartender gave him the signal to not come no further, and locked eyes with Roman once again. Roman replied back as he started fixing the bartender's collar, while also giving him the distraction of speaking to him.
"I'd like to apologize, it was totally uncalled for, I just lost my wife you see..."
The moment he started to talk, He placed his hands on the bartender's collar to fix it up, but really, used his right lower pinky to snatch his golden key which was located on the bartender's shirt pocket, and by placing his finger in the hole of the key. While it locked, the bartender brought up his arms and pushed Roman's arms away, having Roman close his hands shut, hiding the key successfully. Due the obstruction of Roman's left arm, no other individual caught the theft, and was shocked at how Roman was fixing the collar. The bartender placed his index finger in Roman's face and spoke.
"One chance."
The bartender walking away, and everyone else going back to their day, and Roman leaving the bar.
