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 Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 9:29 am
Vassili
Vassili glanced at Sal and then had to look again. She was stunning. He slid his own arm around her waist and kissed her lightly on the cheek.
"Everything is set. The limo is out front." Vassili ignored the look Vincent gave him as Vas revealed the little white lie.
"And there is your sister." He let Sal go so she could help her sister and he pulled Vincent aside for a moment.
"Alright kid, its on. No crazy talk, don't piss Naomi and don't piss me off. She seems to like you, a little, but you are treading on thin ice with what happened this morning." He gave Vincent a pat on the back.
"Alright folks let's get this road on the show." Vassili laughed lightly at his stupid joke and opened the door to the cafe to the sight of a massive limousine.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 9:37 am
Vincent
Vincent felt uncomfortable in the tuxedo. He had only worn one before, at a wedding, two years previous. Now though it just wasn't him. The white on white clashed terrible and his hair was coiffed straight back, a look better suited for someone with black hair. He had just a second to see Naomi in all her glory, before Vas pulled him around to face the door. He listened and wanted to punch the bigger man, but had a feeling he would break his hand before he broke Vas's nose.
"I know." Vas treated him like a child, but he deserved it for he had acted like a child. He should have just discarded the drugs and lived off the nine hundred thousand euro. Now he was in a suit that cost ten grand, pounds sterling, on his way to an evening that would have bankrupted him with in days. He deserved getting treated like a child. He turned finally to see Sal finishing helping Naomi and Vincent felt like a school boy with his first crush. He was nervous. Still his sucked it up and walked over to Naomi and Sal.
"Ladies you both look stunning tonight, uh I mean, you look stunning all the time, but especially tonight." Vincent looked down at his shoes, took a deep breath and calmed his breathing.
"Shall I help you out to the car?" He offered his arm to Naomi.
((Sounds good. We need new blood. DaniBoi might do it, I'll ask her.))
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 10:20 am
Sal ♫ ♪ "A heart should learn music before it beats for another." ♪ ♫ ♪  She tied up her sister's arm as the store clerk had advised them to do. That was the only comlicated part of the gown. Sal tugged on the bow to secure it and slipped Nami's hand into the coat again before Vincent could see it. She smiled at him politely for the compliment. "Why, thank you, Mr. Tidal. You don't look too bad yourself." She patted her sister's covered arms before walking over to Vas by the door. She hooked her arm into his. "Thank you for this," she said quietly, kissing his cheek softly. She tried to say something else but the sight of the limo, their limo for the night took her breath away for a while. "Are you sure that that this is alright?" Jesus is my Lord ♥
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 10:34 am
Naomi "Sometimes the idea of love should just leave me alone."  Naomi watched her sister leave. She was supposed to have asked her about Jordan, if she had seen him. She sighed and looked over at Vincent. The white was too bright. His hair was combed not in the most appealing of styles but he looked good despite being frightfully nervous. Naomi moved over to him and fished a kerchief out of her purse for him.
"Here, use this. If you don't, you'll end up drowning us in your nervous state," she stated dryly, putting it in his hand. Then, she accepted his hand and led him over to Sal and Vas. "You don't look completely awful in that suit," she offered a smile with the compliment, sensing just how nervous he probably was. Naomi pulled her coat more snug even though it was already buttoned all the way down. The only clue to the colour of it was the end of the skirt, which was layered and black. She would try to be on her best behaviour for his sake but as she looked out at the limo and thanked Vas for doing this, her eyes could not help but pick up on the sleek shape of a darkened vehicle across the road. She lifted her face to Vincent's. "Alright, let's go. We should not be too late for whatever it is that Vas has got up that sleeve of his." Jesus is my Lord ♥
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 10:39 am
((I can't post now. Not enough time. On my way out for work from school. Be back later tonight, after eight.))
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 3:05 pm
Јoʀδan ×I never promised you that I would not be that guy...  Jordan kept his composure as he surveyed the Cafe's opening. The door was opened. A limousine was parked out front. Naomi was staring right back at him. The occurrence should have sent shivers down his spine. He was supposed to be nervous and anxious to the extent of driving off immediately. However, he stayed where he was and continued with his stakeout. Both she and her sister had grown into beautiful, older women, probably more feisty than anything else in their own way. As the past tried to creep him up on him, Jordan shook it off. He had been tracking Naomi and Sal for years and only recently, after leaving their aunt, did he catch up to them. It had not been confirmed if Naomi knew the reason behind his company's pursuit of the girls, not that it mattered. What was important was that he intercepted the information in the least troublesome of ways. His supervisors had requested a clean hand especially for this case. It would not be like him to break the rules now. [No problem. I hope everything goes smoothly at work.] ...This is not my apology.×
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 7:56 pm
Vassili
Vassili felt that itch at the base of his neck, the one that signaled he was being watched. He looked up and over the limo to see a car parked in an alley, perfectly positioned to watch the entrance of the cafe. That was quick of them, only been out of seclusion a day now. Have to deal with them later, his mind wandering to the massive revolver still behind the bar. The driver of the limo opened the door and Vassili helped Sal in before sliding in after her. He pulled her to the bench seat with the driver to their back. It was a big limo with four bench seats, two sets facing each other and a mini fridge under one. He reached in and pulled a bottle of white wine out along with four glasses.
"I'm absolutely positive. Naomi didn't tell you did she. Well here is a little secret, I make thirty two million dollars a day, on interest alone. When I said you couldn't bankrupt me, I wasn't lying. The funny thing is, this wine cost more than the whole day." Vassili waited till the other two got in. He hated flaunting his money around. He only did it with Naomi to make sure she would be secure, cause she didn't judge him like the others had. Ten jobs he went to before finding the cafe.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 8:05 pm
Vincent
"You'll love it, no matter how much you don't like being in that dress." Vincent chuckled as he helped her into the car. He followed easily and the driver closed the door, it was a suicide door. Vincent had been in limo's but this was the largest and most luxurious of them all.
"Glad you can pay for this Vas, cause I think that stack of cash at my place would have withered at the sight." Vincent chuckle was drier this time. He hated owing people, though Vassili had said nothing about repayment. Vincent noticed the bottle and then the vintage and gawked for a moment.
"Does that say eighteen seventy three? How is something so old around?" Vincent wanted to taste the nearly century and half old bottle of wine Vassili was holding in his hand.
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 12:24 pm
Sal ♫ ♪ "A heart should learn music before it beats for another." ♪ ♫ ♪ Sal followed Vas' gaze to over the street but could not see anything much in the darkness. Since the man did not make a fuss about it, she shrugged it off and allowed him to escort her into their seat. Once they were seated, she listened as he relayed information about his finances. It was not the best thing to be proud of but Sal found herself always more drawn to men with a fat pocket. "That wine must be of the finest quality then," she cooed, taking a glass and the bottle from him, "May I or would you like to do the honors?" Jesus is my Lord ♥
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 12:42 pm
Naomi "Sometimes the idea of love should just leave me alone." "Who said that I don't like being in the dress?" Naomi asked as they made themselves comfortable. It was not the most tedious of tasks seeing as luxury was the main intent of the vehicle's interior. She heard him talk to Vas about his own financial status and how it failed in comparison to that of the other man. She twisted in her seat to tell him about this but he was already going off about the wine. Naomi glanced at the bottle inquisitively to check the year as Vincent called it. That was impressive.
She shifted again to face the opposing couple as well as to check out the side mirrors as much as possible. This intention kept her a fair distance from her "date" for the evening and some part of her apologized for that. It would have been easier to change places with Sal and Vas but she did not want to either of them. For all she knew, Vas had already spottend the Ferrari and had chosen that seat strategically. With how the limo was positioned, she leaned into the right side and kept her eyes on Jordan. She knew it was him. It had to be. That was one of her main reasons for purchasing the dress that she wore. Besides it being completely black, the layering allowed some secrecy for her knife. The weapon had been a gift from her mother when she was too young to know the importance of such things. She learnt to use it buy her aunt. The thoughts of the female relative made her watch over briefly at Sal, forever flirting, before refocusing her attention to the car. She did not know that their mother had not been paranoid. Indeed, they were in real danger. Jesus is my Lord ♥
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 1:01 pm
Јoʀδan ×I never promised you that I would not be that guy... It was something different to be on this side of the fence or to be more exact, to be undoubtedly so. Jordan kept his eyes trained on the movement of the quartet even as they entered the expansive limo. He was superstitious enough not to use his night goggles. The street lights were on. At the moment, it was enough. He straightened in his seat and prepared himself to drive off a few minutes after the limo pulled away from the curb. Naomi had spotted him. Her gray eyes disturbing in the glare of the light. Once they parked, he would make his move. Suddenly, his phone vibrated against him. Jordan groaned and answered it. He listened quietly as his chief supervisior enquired about the target.
"Everything is in place, sir," he stated without emotion, "Target has been identified. Contact will be made at the most appropiate of times. There is nothing to be concerned about." Another groan as the older man on the line reminded him of why that was not a very comforting thing. He was still proving himself for an "almost" mistake even though currently, he was the most efficient within the agency's barracks. When the call ended, Jordan cursed and turned the piece off. He had to get to Naomi without any confusion. His move might not even come tonight but it had to come. It had to. ...This is not my apology.×
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 7:50 pm
Vassili
Vassili could see Naomi looking at the car in the alley. Well someone knew who it was, and b the look at how nervous she was, it was someone that wasn't after him. He pulled a corkscrew out and made sure the extra addition was there in the ice. It was a small nine millimeter pistol. He would pocket it as he got out.
"I'll do it, just make sure to save the cork, I like to keep a few around for some electrical work." He cut the copper cap off and then popped the bottle easily.
"Naomi are you joining in tonight, or are you abstaining. I've got cider as well. From the same year." He pulled another bottle out and set it in the ice as well, pouring out three glasses and passing them around.
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 8:00 pm
Vincent
Vincent took his glass and swirled, letting the aroma fill his nostrils. It was rich, far richer than any wine he had been around. Finally he tasted it and he knew he'd have to have more.
"Well that settles it, you are my new best friend. No ******** ups from me anymore." Vincent chuckled and turned to Naomi. He noticed her looking at something in the mirror and craned his neck to look out the back window. He saw the car and let out a moan of envy.
"That is a nice California. Looks like a twenty ten. I'd love to have one. Is that what gets you off Naomi? Fast cars." Vincent laughed a little a slid closer to her.
"You should really try this wine. Fantastic, and only chance to taste something so old." Vincent was oblivious to the stress that could be seen coming from Naomi, ready for a good time despite the fact he had been shot, stayed up most of the night and was drinking again.
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 9:15 pm
Sal ♫ ♪ "A heart should learn music before it beats for another." ♪ ♫ ♪ "No problem," Sal said, accepting the drink graciously. Naturally, she sidled up closer to him and crossed her legs, letting one dangle in front of him as a tease. Naomi was watching in their direction but not at them per se. It was more at the side mirrors. Then, she caught the glance. It was not the most revealing of glances but you caught the idea that something was wrong. Before Sal could verify it or not, her sister returned to the view. The younger of them slouched involuntarily in the bench and rested her head on Vas. "Something is up with Nami but I can't tell what," she whispered sadly, pretending to nibble at his ear. Jesus is my Lord ♥
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 9:28 pm
Naomi "Sometimes the idea of love should just leave me alone." She kept her thoughts on the present. If it was as serious as she thought it was, distractions were fatal at this point. Who was walking past the car? How fast were they walking? Naomi listened to the small talk around her ever so often. When Vas spoke to her, her head raised simply and she shook her hand at him. "Hmm, it's tempting but no thanks. If you have water, that'll be great but other than that, I don't need." She tried to keep her voice as level as possible and her face just as stern. Vincent was babbling on and on to Vas, mindless flattery. Suddenly though, his tone changed and he was talking to her. She almost wished that he had not.
Naomi glared at the male before straddling his lap and peering down into his eyes. "Look, boy, I'm not in the mood for you trying to be a gentleman tonight. I'm in a damn dress with clips holding up my hair and a friend offering me alcohol when I've been sober for only a few years. Stop being a little punk, why don't you?" With that, she slid off of him and returned her gaze to Jordan's car. "Mr. Zaitsev, please tell me that we will be moving soon. I would hate it if we were late for dinner." She breathed in and let it out. "Besides, Vincent, even you knew what got me off, you still would not have a clue." [You can go ahead with Vas and Vincent. I'll post for Jordan when he's following them.] Jesus is my Lord ♥
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