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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 11:50 am
*walks in yawning and sits at a table*
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 8:10 pm
Bacardii stood outside the tall apartment building. Rain sliced down out of the sky, pelting her bare skin, and stinging the exposed cuts on her face and arms. Around her sat a few boxes and a suitcase, over her shoulder was a well tattered leather bag with patches, one could tell it had seen better days.
She looked out of place standing there in the mid-summer thunderstorm dressed in what once was a fine 'gothic' style two piece outfit of blouse and skirt, hose and kid slippers. A white stuff cat was slung over her right arm, now it hung soggy with rain water. Her glasses had slid to the end of her nose, which now appeared to be broken from the looks of the swelling and slight discoloration, and rain water dripped from the glasses to mingle with a small line of blood running from the left side.
She raised the back of her left hand to slowly wipe away blood from the right corner of her mouth.
"So, after a year its come to this. Johnny sends a few thugs my way because of bad rumors," she sighs softly as she thinks this, her warm breath causing a small white puff cloud to further fog her glasses. Reaching under the waistband of her skirt she feels the money pouch she managed to secure before the two men, who had busy breaking most of her collected belongs, turned to 'rough her up' as they say. Bacardii still was trying to understand everything the two strong arms had said. She heard them say something about being the one who's name was on a debit with Gambino, but that seemed odd to her. She and Johnny had been good friends for over a year. She had kept silent on the G-Corp information she had, even after the accident, she had helped search for Gino, she had used her connections to spy on the Von Helson twins, and managed to pad both her and Johnny's bank accounts during the time. She had even made a very large donation to Gambino when he was rebuilding his home. It just made no sense for her name to be on a debit ticket, let alone be as over due on the payment as those two muscle bound morons had claimed it was.
Bacardii tucked the stuff cat into the backstrap of the leather pack, picked up the suitcase in her left hand and flagged down a taxi with her right. She was lucky that the taxi's where still out in the pouring down rain. She was even luckier to have the stash in her waistband, the thugs had taken any other sign of income, gold, or worth she happened to have, along with kicking her out of the nice three bedroom penthouse she use to have on the top floor of the G-Arms Appartments.
When a driver pulled up she leaned into the half-opened passanger window and said "I need to go to Cup of Grace in the Taquito City district, please open the trunk." Wordlessly the driver pulled the leaver, the trunk poped opened with a muffled click and Bacardii walked back to heave her suitcase in before turning and picking up the two small cardboard boxes, now bearly staying together due to the rain, and placing them inside the trunk. She closed it, and scurried around to get into the back seat on the passangerside.
"Two hundred gold up front miss..."the driver said in a gruff voice. Bacardii slid the required amount thru the slot in the plexiglass divider and settled back on the cracked leather seating.
She must have dozed slightly for the next thing she know the vehicle was stopped. Without a word to the driver she exited, and pulled her belongings from the trunk and closed it. No sooner did it click close then the driver was speeding away.
Bacardii turned towards the door to Cup of Grace. She was unsure of what GraceAngel would say, but she was pretty sure that her friend would allow her to stay at least one night there. Pushing her boxes forward with her feet, she opened the door and stepped inside, dripping red-stained rainwater on the enterence rug....
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 8:16 pm
*looks around* It sure has been empty today.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 8:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 8:24 pm
*turns and look* Well hello there.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 8:30 pm
Graceangel arrived half out fo breath at the coffee shop. She was at home moving her garden party indoors after the rain started, but then she had a call at the house that her friend was at the coffee shop with her bags. Grace came as quickly as she could. This was one of her oldest and dearest friends. How could she not do what she could for her? and, Grace trusted her family would be ok without her for a little while as she got this set up.
"Bacardii, what's going on hun? What's with all your bags? Did your lease run out? and , you look all torn and tattered. I have an old penthouse upstairs above this coffee shop. Let's go up there with your stuff. There is a nice bathroom in it. You can get cleaned up and stuff," she said as she grabbed the suitcase and left the other bag for her friend to take up there. she gave a waving nod of her head motioning towards the kitchen. "We have to take an elevator up;come on, I"ll show you."
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 8:33 pm
Well looks like I spoke a little too soon.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 8:47 pm
((whoops, forgot that I posted here ^_^;; ))
scratches her cat ears like a cat would, she summons a book onto the table and reads it after scratching her ears
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 8:49 pm
Bacardii picked up her knapsack, and attempted to lift one of her rain soaked boxes. As it feel apart, she felt something snap inside her. With a disgruntled kick she sent one of her books skidding across the coffee shop floor. Without even bothering to go after it, or collect any of the clothing spilling from the torn box, she turned to follow Grace to the elevator.
"I'm not sure what is going on Grace." she began to tell Grace about how she had just finished dressing for a night of being out with some of her 'stranger' friends, when there was a rough pounding on her door. As she reached the door it burst in and two very large muscle bound men came in, roughly tossing her aside (no small feat in itself!). The two men made little sense to Bacardii as they spoke about being sent by Gambino, how her name was on one of the casino debit tickets as being extremely overdue for payment, and that Johnny G. has sent them to collect. They also had an eviction notice.
Bacardii explained how she had managed to snag and hide her 'emergency' gold pouch, which contain 20k in coins and a second bank account under a different name (Bacardii knew to hide things like that), but the thugs had managed to trash most of her collections that where in her penthouse, along with attempting to force her to tell them of any other funds she might had. Bacardii was not so weak to speak, and hence the battered appearence.
As she ended her little telling she waited with baited breath to see how Grace would respond.
"I dont want to stay for long Grace, just the night. If it really is Gambino that sent these guys, he might not respect the Taquito City limits, and if its not Gambino...then I think I honestly have something to fear. I won't do anything to bring you or your family harm, espically so close to your party."
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 8:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 8:53 pm
As she passes into the kitchen, she notices good ole' Muffin Man, Jon Slice himself in the shop. "Oh hi Jon! It's good to see ya round these parts again. Hope your writing is going well." Then, she stopped and looked back at Bacardii, and she smiled and said, "Bacardii, this here is Jon Slice. He is a mutual friend of my husband and mine's. Also, most of my family knows him also. He's been away studying abroad to become a writer. 3nodding ((jon, is that ok to say of your avatar's rp part in the town?)) "
Then, she moved towards Jon and said, "Jon, this is Bacardii. She is one of my oldest friends in all of gaia. I knew her in my poor days when i lived in barton town before us Taquitos inherited the estate, our trust funds, and the city in general. Oh, Bacardii, I call him our good ole muffin man, because Jon makes wonderful muffins. "
Then, she continued towards the elevator. She had listened to Bacardii's recounting of her situation. Grace had a straight face on for a while as she digested these details. When she heard Bacardii saying it was only for hte night, Grace was suddenly determined. She stopped walking and turned around full stop and looked Bacardii in the eyes. "You are one of my dearest friends. We will hide and protect you. You are welcome to stay here. I have a penthouse uphere. Also, we have a hotel in town. You can move in there. If you don't mind me asking... ninja do you keep your other bank accounts... do you have id's for them? maybe try to live under your alias for a while? I mean.. surely you have to know our family has ways of keeping things secret. In fact, I believe our grandfather had some kind of secret against Gambino that kept him away from touching our town as it is... My half brother Otaku has been working at some ruins. He was hoping to also find any evidence he could give to me to discover what secrets our family held in relation to Gambino. If we can find them, we could work it out so that they somehow come into your possession." ninja
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 8:55 pm
Knowing GraceAngel as she did, Bacardii decided that the best thing to do would be to shut-up and follow her
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 8:59 pm
hi aunt Graceangel *runs and gives you a hug. then runs to the game room*
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 9:04 pm
Well I guess I dont have to tell you who I am now.....*In the middle of speaking he sees Grace and Bacardii walk to the elevator* Well that was a pleasent meeting.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 9:06 pm
Just before Grace got into the elevator, She was embraced by one of her neices.
"Kagome! Your sister, Krystal was having a garden party with me and my youngest sister last night. But, there is a big storm rolling into town, so it had to be put on hold. If you go out through teh city for the rest of teh night, be careful adn have your poncho with you. OK? "
Then, as Kagome disappeared upstairs to the game room, Grace and Bacardii got into the elevator going upstairs. As they are going up, Grace pats Bacardii's arm.
"No worries my good friend... You'll be safe with me." 3nodding
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