The Sins of Our Fathers [DEAD]

[TragicSoliloquy]

Where am I?: My apartment
Who am I with?: Amy, Kian, and Regi
How do I feel?: Excited
What am I thinking?: I hope they agree to this.
My theme song: Gorgeous Nightmare

"You think you can handle me? Go ahead and try."









Antonia had just finished her snack and scooped her plate up and transferred it to the trash can underneath the sink. Then her ears picked up three swift raps on her front door. She saw Regi look back at her as if to say: You gonna get that? Clearly, her sister was still mad at her for this morning's endeavors. Toni simply rolled her chocolate eyes in response to Regi's facial expression. Reluctantly, Toni moved to the door and opened it.

Across the threshold stood a petite girl with hair that could only be described as strawberry blonde. Amelia O'Conner was one of the newer recruits in the gang, but she was also, next to Kian, Toni's favorite person. "Amy! Hi sweetie, come in," she said with a quick embrace. When Toni first met Amelia, she caught herself shouting at the poor girl out of ignorance for her condition. But now, she spoke to Amy in the same way she talked to anyone. Unconsciously though, she tried her best to look straight at the Irishwoman's face when she spoke.

Once Amy stepped inside, Toni shut the door behind her and walked over to where Kian and Regi still sat, motioning her friend to follow. "You can sit wherever," she said to Amy as she took a seat on a large leather chair that she and Regi jokingly referred to as her 'throne' the chair sat basically diagonal from the large white sectional that took up a large portion of the living room. "So, now that I'm--er--not as hungover, I'd like to propose what to do next as far as the end game we've set for ourselves: Take down Moretti. We only stirred the coals so to speak. Now we need to add to the fire," she looked between the three of them before speaking again. "And fire is exactly what the result will be. Ladies, and Kian, we're going to light up Moretti's strip joint!"

Toni always got excited when it came to planning things and doing business. "I know it seems crazy, but think about it. It's definitely not as guarded as his warehouses are, he barely goes there anymore, it's in a part of the city close to our territory, and has tons of people going in and out all night. We do this right, and it'll be a piece of cake to send a message to Demitri." She took a beat to calm down a little, which proved difficult at the moment. Again she shifted her gaze between the trio in front of her. "So, what do you think?"

"You cross me, and I'll stick my 9 mil. down your throat. Scared yet?"

[Ensui Ryuu]

Kian McCaffrey

So, I hear that you like to play games.
That makes two of us.

Kian had been passing the time until Toni would finally rouse herself from the hangover she had by talking with Regi. Most of it was pertaining to what had been happening the past month or so that he was gone. Flip side of that was he had to give some information on what he had been up to. And for the most part he answered those questions by simply giving just enough information to say you don't want to know more.

Upon hearing the knock on the door, he saw Regi turn and then he heard Toni great the person at the door. 'Amy?' He knew everybody involved with the De Luca family, but this person was new. Turning his head to look at the door, he felt as if the color had just been drained from his face. Standing up, he walked into the kitchen opened the fridge, grabbed one of the beers he managed to always have on hand, opened it, and walked back into the room and stood behind the couch. Just having the beer in his hand made him feel a little better, but he still knew that it wouldn't be lasting very long.

And just as he feared, there it was. The inevitable idea from his fearless, and and at times questionable, leader. Letting out a sigh, he brought the bottle to his lips, and like the man his was, made sure it was empty in a matter of seconds. Setting the bottle down on a nearby table, he went straight into everything he saw wrong with this. "What do I think? I think you're bleeding insane, honestly. Do you honestly think that Moretti would let the stunt you pulled last night slide. Hell, you should be lucky that he didn't try to find you last night. And about that. You should know better then going out and pissing your rival off and then getting piss drunk so that you end up going home with some random schmuck."

And then he decided he might as well inform the girls of what went down in Boston because, well, it affected all three of them. "And lets not for get, we have the grand-daughter of the man who more then likely wants me dead for forcing Boston to go through an internal restructuring during the middle of a deal with the O'Connor family." Turning to face Amelia, he gave a slight bow of courtesy, something the two De Luca girls would probably notice he never gave anybody besides their mother. "Yes Miss O'Connor, I know who you are, and I know who your Grandfather is. I wouldn't be a very good Irishman if in this world if I didn't." Although, now that he knew she was here, he also figured that was probably the reason why he wasn't dead yet for that messy bit of business he left Boston with.

Oh, wait, you were expecting me to play nice?
Clearly, luck was not on your side.

[XoEvil _AngelXo]

Alex rolled her eyes, “Demitri! She’s your mother! You don’t know how lucky you are to have her.” To even have a mother, is what she didn’t say. Dem knew about her past and her rough upbringing and what had happened to her parents. It was a touchy subject one she didn’t like to talk about. At his question of names she thought for a moment, she had always loved the name Kyleigh. “Hmmm, Kyleigh Rose Whelan? Eh, sounds good enough, I guess.” Oh, lovely a call to Victor. The guy was good at what he did but she didn’t entirely trust him and for good reasons to. “Fun, fun.”

She ran her hand through her hair, wanting to be done with all this. Her stomach was in knots and she had that nervous, something’s going to go bad feeling in her stomach. Alex closed her eyes and tried to tell herself everything would be okay, she had to believe it was true but still her doubt reared its big, ugly head and had to give its opinion. She knew that no matter how much she prepared herself she would never be ready.

Location: Demitri's Penthouse in the living room
Who's with me? Dem
Thoughts:
I'm feeling: Worried
Theme song: Down & Out by Tantric
My Outfit.
OOC:

Moretti's Second-in-Command.

[TragicSoliloquy]

Where am I?: apartment
Who am I with?: Regi, Kian, and Amy
How do I feel?: Frustrated and tired.
What am I thinking?: Seriously?! God, I don't want to talk about this anymore.
My theme song: Gorgeous Nightmare

"You think you can handle me? Go ahead and try."







Antonia's proud mood was stymied by Kian's staments. Immaturely, she rolled her eyes at him and scoffed at his argument. With Toni, it was a 'my way or the highway' thing. "Alright first of all, I know Demitri's trying to get to me because of what I did. But that's why I think we need to do something to show him that we aren't afraid of him! So, if my idea is crazy, you come up with something! Second, don't you dare lecture me. I understand what I did last night. And I guess I was just being a cocky b***h about pulling one over on Moretti, okay?!" The brunette closed her eyes and let out a frustrated exhale before continuing.

That's when he mentioned Amy and her family. Toni knew there was a connection there that she hadn't made. But she hadn't really paid much attention to it. Frankly, the girl was too selfish to care about much else than herself and her business. However, Kian was her best friend, how did she not know this? "Yeah, that's her," she gestured a hand at Amy. "Look, I don't mean to sound like I don't care, but you're back now. And I'm your boss. So isn't this more pressing?" The girl raised a perfect chocolate-colored eyebrow at him, almost like a challenge. Toni was mentally and physically exhausted. She didn't want to deal with this right now, but she had to.

"You cross me, and I'll stick my 9 mil. down your throat. Scared yet?"

[TragicSoliloquy]

Location: Penthouse
Company: Alex
I feel: Concerned
I'm thinking:This will be harder than I thought...
My theme song: Set the World on Fire

Demitri tried to ignore what Alex said about his mother. He knew what she'd been through as a kid, and then felt like an a** when she called him out on what he'd said. It was true, he took what he had for granted. That was one of the things he admired about Alex; her heart. She took nothing for granted, and put everyone, including him, ahead of herself. He heard the name she came up with and tilted his head, thinking about the way it sounded. "Hm, I like it. The first name is kinda unique. But what the hell do I know?" After he mentioned Victor, he saw her expression change. He knew she didn't trust the man, and honestly he didn't either. But, he was a good supplier, Dem couldn't deny that.

Just then, he noticed Alex's face. He knew already that she wasn't comfortable doing this, despite the fact that both of them knew it had to be done. This girl, who was Demitri's family and best friend, would do anything for him. No matter how she felt about it. He didn't deserve to know someone like her. Dem had to do something to reassure her that it wouldn't be as bad as she thought. That everything would go smoothly, and she'd come out of it okay. But that would be lying. He couldn't honestly console her that way. But he had to try.

Dem placed his hand over hers and said, "Hey. I know you don't want to hear this, but it's going to be okay. You and I both know that you can handle yourself. I'll try to get you out of there as soon as I can." He looked at her face, strained with nerves, eyes closed, and he knew that she had to be okay after all this. If he were to lose her, it would kill him. In a softer voice he said, "I promise, I won't let anything happen to you." Demitri gave her hand a light squeeze and kissed the top of her head before getting up to make his call to Victor. He tried to switch to business mode as the phone rang.

[Ensui Ryuu]

Kian McCaffrey

So, I hear that you like to play games.
That makes two of us.

Kian placed his hands on the back of the couch and waited for Toni to finish. She was his best friend, and yes, she was his boss as well. But that still didn't change the fact that he had permanent standing orders from her mom to keep the two De Luca girls safe. Then she did it. She dared him to come up with a better plan. So, he did the only thing he could do while in that position, he did.

Closing his eyes, he brought up a mental map of the city and all place he knew Moretti had his hands on. The place Toni had chosen would normally have been the ideal spot for a follow up. It was close, not well watched, and farther from his other more well guarded places. But the was under normal circumstances. After the hijinks that went on last night, it pretty much broadcasted to the whole city that the person who kept Toni's plans in check was out of town. And if there was one particular thing to fear in their world, it was him. And okay, so this thought may be inflated a little by his ego, but it wasn't baseless. Pretty much everybody knew that he was s grade A shot, as well as a deceptive b*****d. But they also knew he had a certain sense of honor in the way he attacked someone. His plans never tired to one up Moretti, and he always managed to keep a sense of fair play about them.

Opening his eyes, he looked up at his boss. "Alright, you want to hit a place to night. Pick anywhere but there. He's expecting that more then likely. Last nights antics proved that I wasn't in town. Also one would have to be an idiot not to know what you did last night. So, couple success with booze and your pretty much giving away most of your hand. So, don't hit the one he will expect. That one is to close and a little to obvious that it would be your next choice."

And then that devilish smirk of his crept up his face. "But, he's not expecting me to come knocking down his door. By now, he probably hasn't even found out that I'm back. Hell, if I made my departure right, he's probably just finding out now that I left. So, pick anywhere farther then a mile into his side." Picking up his empty bottle, he walked into the kitchen and tossed it. Walking back out to the girls, he took his seat back on the couch and looked at Toni one more time. "And your still grounded regardless."

Oh, wait, you were expecting me to play nice?
Clearly, luck was not on your side.

[TragicSoliloquy]

Where am I?: My apartment
Who am I with?: Kian, Regi, and Amy
How do I feel?: Defiant
What am I thinking?: Kian needs to lighten up.
My theme song: Gorgeous Nightmare

"You think you can handle me? Go ahead and try."










Antonia crossed her legs as she glared at Kian who was clearly thinking over a better plan. But, instead of doing that, he criticized her plan. Her temper flared as he spoke, like a slowly brewing thunderstorm. But then she thought about what he was saying. The blonde made clear points, that much she could give to him. And yet, her heart was still set on doing what she'd originally planned. Her stubbornness put a pout on her lips and a crease in her brow.

That is until Kian mentioned a fact that changed her perspective, as well as a proposition that peaked her interest. She hadn't had much time to think on working Kian into the plan. That's how her mind worked, rashly. Toni only saw the big picture instead of what could go wrong. Maybe he was right, and that's why Regi was only barely able to pull off what Toni instructed of her. She hated when she knew she was wrong, especially when Kian pointed out. Her best friend always kept her in check. The man had finished, allowing for her to interject. "Okay, I see what you're saying and you're right. Ugh, I hate it, but you are." She exhaled before continuing. "I suppose I could find another place. But deeper into his territory? That might be difficult."

Toni thought a moment on this and then she raised her eyebrows as another idea popped into her head. "Do you think we could let it slip that we're planning to nail the club? A diversion. Think about it. Word gets out that we're planning to hit the club like he's most likely already expected. He brings in more guys to cover the place and if logic is on our side, there's bound to be one or two places that he'll have to take man power from in order to protect the club."

She tucked her tongue into one cheek, thinking. "There is a place. A bakery that Moretti uses as a front for trafficking drugs. Pounds of the stuff hidden in bags of flour. Very Italian mobster of him, don't you think?" She smirked at her enemy's business strategies. "It's smaller, and doesn't need a lot of guys to manage it. You figure he could afford to leave it with only minimal protection considering the higher degree of importance which in this case would be the club. Plus, the baker sits nearly at the heart of his territory. Far enough in that he might not worry about it, but out of the way of his major arms warehouses. I mean, no one wants to buy their bread from a place surrounded by noticeable gang activity."

Antonia recalled what Kian said about her being grounded still. "Oh, I'm grounded?" The De Luca leader grinned and uncurled herself from the chair. The brunette advanced towards her second in command and leaned down, placing her hands on his thighs, looking him in the eye. "Whatcha going to do, hm?" She was only half joking. Toni hated the idea of not being in on the action (or at least on some form of action) and she definitely hated staying home. Antonia's mother described her as overly independent. That's why Kian acted like a babysitter. Because Isabella told him to. Fine. He wanted to hold her back? He could go ahead and try.

"You cross me, and I'll stick my 9 mil. down your throat. Scared yet?"

[Ensui Ryuu]

Kian McCaffrey

So, I hear that you like to play games.
That makes two of us.

The left side of Kian's mouth started to curl upwards. He meet Antonia's dark brown eyes with his his own green eyes and didn't even blink. Raising his left hand, he ever so gently placed it on her cheek. "You don't stay in for the next 24 hours, and I'll make sure you never want to drink again. Remember how you felt after the last time I drank you under the table. Imagine that, only ten times worse. And instead of one night, it will be for a month." Removing his hand, he crossed his arms and leaned back in the couch, not even bothering to see or pay attention to Toni's reaction, he looked over at Amelia.

At first, he didn't say anything, just thought about how to bring her into his little plan. He knew the bakery that Toni had picked, and it was the perfect location for his idea. Especially that back door. That door was damn near indestructible from what he knew, which worked both ways. Seal it shut from the outside, and then nobody could get out either. And due to the fact it was a bakery, with its stock in plain view from the front for the most part, made this next bit all the better. And then it all came together in his head. Two feints, two real hits. It would be beautiful. It would also require to groups. Him and Amelia would be one, Regi and her crew from last night would be the other.

Not taking his eyes off Amelia, he spoke to Regi. "Alright, little sis. Here's the plan. To night you are going to hit E. How you do it is entirely up to you. Take over, break in, or just taking the place off the map. I don't care. This is all on you. Think of it as a reward for the good job you did with last night." He knew full well that the fact he was ordering Regi to hit the place that Toni first suggested would piss her off royally. But he kept laying out his plan anyway. "But, you have to, and I mean HAVE to wait till you get my signal." At that, he didn't even bother to tell her the signal. He just fully shifted his focus to Amelia. "So, Miss O'Connor, how well can you play with fire?"

That right there was what made this plan so great in his mind. It was simple, and yet messy. Easy, and at the same time a pain in the a**. First, for the rest of the day, they would get the rumor mill started off with the word being the E was going to be hit, tonight. Then, once things were ready, He would take Amelia with him and send the bakery to hell in a proper blaze. Once Morreti got word that he was duped, he would more then likely send everybody he could to do clean up bakery, which would then lead into step three. Once the people had been pulled from E, since that would be the only place with the ability to spare people since they clearly not going to get hit there, Regi would hit the club. If things went according to plan, Morreti would figuratively end up with quite a few eggs on his face.

Oh, wait, you were expecting me to play nice?
Clearly, luck was not on your side.

[TragicSoliloquy]

Where am I?: My apartment
Who am I with?: Kian, Regi, and Amy.
How do I feel?: Pissed.
What am I thinking?: Kian, you a*****e!
My theme song: Gorgeous Nightmare

"You think you can handle me? Go ahead and try."









Antonia held her ground when Kian's hand held her cheek. Although the slightest blush formed and she inwardly cursed herself. He matched her challenge with a threat of his own. It was true of course. Kian was more hardcore than Toni when it came to drinking games. It helped that he was a man, not only that but a Bostonite from an Irish family. She frowned at him then removed her hands, standing upright. Gritting her teeth behind her scowl, she moved back to her seat, defeated and pouty like a young child.

With a sigh, she listened to Kian as he spoke to Regi. Fine, he got to have his way, whatever. And then he said it. When he mentioned that Regi should hit the club, Toni nearly leapt from her chair. "a**," she spat immaturely. Continuing to listen to his plan, she had to admit it was a good one. He always seemed to make her plans better or add to them in some way so they weren't as rash or stupid as hers seemed to be. Another thing she noticed was that he seriously did leave her out of the plot.

The girl got up and threw her hands up. Making a scene was something that the De Luca leader was known for. The least she could do in this situation was make an exit. Without looking at any of them, Toni walked out of the room, speaking mostly to herself in Italian. "Impressionante, ho la casa tutta per me," she remarked sarcastically as she made her way to her room. Toni slammed the door behind her for dramatic emphasis, then plopped down onto her bed and watched TV.

Italian translation: Awesome, I get the whole house to myself.

"You cross me, and I'll stick my 9 mil. down your throat. Scared yet?"

[TragicSoliloquy]

Where am I?: My apartment
Who's hanging out with me?: Kian and Amy
What's up with me?: I'm nervous.
What's going on in that pretty little head of mine?: How should I do this?
Theme song: Belle of the Boulevard

"You might think I'm shy, innocent, and weak..."

It was pleasant to see Kian again, and talk to him without he and Toni picking a fight. The two exchanged small talk until Toni yet again graced the room with her presence. Her sister looked a hell of a lot better than she had before she freshened up. A knock on the door caused Regi to look over to where Toni sat, knowing full well that if she didn't give her a look, she'd be too lazy to open the door not five feet from her. Toni gave her an equal look back before answering the door.

Amelia O'Conner stood opposite Toni in the doorway. A pleasant surprise for Regi, considering she hadn't seem much of Amy lately. "Hey Amy," she said, greeting the redhead. Hopefully with her being there, Toni would behave. Of course, it was Antonia Marie De Luca she was referring to. Misbehaving was in this girl's nature. After everyone was settled, Toni explained her idea with much enthusiasm. Regi's eyes widened at the thought of setting fire to Club Ecstasy. In fact, she found the action extreme, even for Toni.

Kian shot her down naturally, then proposed an idea of his own. Antonia accepted this and offered a better solution. Then Regi heard Kian tell Toni she was grounded. The statement, paired with Toni's facial expression made Regi giggle. If there was one thing in life that pissed her older sister more than anything, it was being told that she couldn't do something. Lucky for them, there was Kian keeping Toni in check.

The De Luca second in command then turned to Regi and explained his Toni-less plan. After hearing it, it was clear that he pissed Toni off yet again. Ignoring the fact for a moment, Regi nodded in understanding as he instructed what she should do. Before Regi could continue the discussion, there was Toni, acting like a drama queen as usual. Regi held back another laugh as her big sister stomped off. "Smetti di essere una cagna, gattina!" she shouted at Toni. She rolled her eyes, then looked back to Kian.

"Okay, so you two are hitting the bakery, then? When do I need to be ready? I can gather a crew within a few hours." Regi was nervous. Granted, she pulled off last night, but this was a little more out in the open. What should she do with what she was given? Light the place up same as Toni had originally planned? Sure, that would work. The trick was making it in and starting the fire without being noticed. While Toni's style was in your face and bold, Regi's was incredibly sneaky and out of the way. Kian looked to Amelia, asking the girl her position on the situation. Regi looked to her as well, smiling. The poor girl, although she could hear none of it (thank God) could obviously tell what was going on. Regi would kill Toni for acting that way in front of Amy. So much for being kind when someone besides she and Kian were at the apartment.

Italian translation:Stop being a b***h, kitty!

*Note, "kitty" is what Regi will call Toni to piss her off.

"...but I'm tougher than you think. I'll cut you up before you notice you're bleeding."