forum Crime Roleplay (Open)

Started May 15, 2018 by @Robber

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Vittore hears the knock and nods to his men, "Bring them in." He walks towards his desk, sitting back down. He crosses his legs and folds his hands over the desk, smirking a small bit.

She waited a while and rudely asked his brother "Is he going to come out or not? It is hot in this ski mask you bought me!"

Terry got bored and started climbing onto the roof of the building and tries to find a shady spot. "It is 3:00 PM already! I'm bored, can we go home?"

The men leave, walking towards the people outside. They didn't speak only show the others inside. Vittore leans back, a malevolent glint in his eyes, an evil smirk on his face. He chuckles, "Welcome." He says in his thick Italian accent.

"Terry! We can go in now!" He said to his sister. "And don't take off that mask, there are cameras on those skyscrapers!" He then looks and greeted at the men Vittore has sent to take them in.

"Hey, can I park my van in that open space over there?" He points at the empty space with a garage door in front of it.

"Finally!" She cheers as she leaps from the top of the building onto the floor and walks in.

The man only nods silently. Vittore is silent for a moment before speaking rapid Italian with one of his men. He waves the man off, muttering curses in Italian. He looks towards his guests, "Idiotas…" he mutters to himself.

"Cool place you got here, uhh… boss." She remarked the large warehouse with awe as it has many ledges she can climb around her."

He raises a slender eyebrow beneath his mask, "Si…" He smiled a little. Not a sweet smile, but a sly one. "Is this… all of you?" he asks curiously.

One of Vittore's man goes to the button to press the garage door button as George starts up his car and moves it in."

"Thanks." He said.

He unpacked the items he brought from the car and hands Terry her grapple and Uzi.

"Got any rooms for me?" He asked his boss

"Yeah." He said to his boss.

"Hey uh, do I still need to keep my mask on inside the building or nah?" She rudely interrupts the conversation her brother and boss are having.

Vittore sighs before rubbing his chin. "Very well." He stands. "We'll get to business soon enough. But each of you have your own rooms while you work for me. Understand something," he turns, "Betray me, give me away, or abandon your missions, and I will have my men find you and kill you." He says, looking at each carefully. "Miss, do not interrupt, and yes, you may take off your mask."

"Thanks and sorry." She replies and takes her ski mask off.

Vittore adjusts his own mask, making sure it was securely on his face. His gold eyes scan each one of them before walking towards the door out of his office, "Follow me."

"Yes sir." They both said.

Vittore nods, before leading them each to their rooms. "Get comfortable. Come back to my office when done."

"alright," he said.

"Okay." She said.

When she walked in she was in disgust about how small the room was.

"I think its fine." she mutters and sighs at the same time.

She gets to unpacking.

Vittore returns to his office, writing things down, marking maps, double checking data. He looks towards his men. "Anything from our source?" He asks in fast italian. The soldier shakes his head and he swears, running a hand through his hair.

Terry and George both rush into Vittore's office.

"We are done with unpacking." She said.

Vittore looks up, raising a gentle brow, "Very well. I have a file for each of you, your jobs and your payment." He says, smirking a little as he pushes a very heavy envelope towards them. They'd get paid handsomely, since Vittore was very lenient, so to say, with money.

"What is the job?"

He chuckles, "They're in your folders. Basically, they're in your comfort zones." He rolls his eyes. He mutters curses in Italian before standing and walking towards the window, his hands behind his back, his mask glinting in the light. A slight smirk etches itself on his face. "We're going to hit the government hard." He mutters, looking towards them. "I expect progress in 48 hours."