Living the life in the Russian Mafia is no laughing matter, being a hit man for them, now that's worse. No family, No one close to you other wise you risk everything. You risk being found, risk the ones close to you being found and killed, or used to black mail you and turn agents those who employ you. Darel grew up in the Mafia and eventually was trained to kill, a cold blooded killer, his mother was no one to him, she was not a mother at all in his eyes. She was a wh*re, his father was a drunk, he found a family in the Mafia at a young age. They saw potential in him, no emotion didn't care for anyone much other than himself so they trained him to be a killer.
There is a woman though, someone who wants to know more about this oh so secretive 'gang' and how they keep there killings so quiet in a since. She is not a reporter or an investigator, she is someone who was affected by the Mafia, her father and one of her brothers being killed by the Russian Mafia and their most skilled Hit Man. She refused to believe it was who the police arrested and knew it had to be the Mafia. Will she find out the man who killed her father and brother is also a man she has been falling for, for a while.
((Darel is unaware of her, and her falling for him as well as her snooping))
Name: Darel Winters Age:26 Race: Human Ethnicity: Russian Bio:Living the life in the Russian Mafia is no laughing matter, being a hit man for them, now that's worse. No family, No one close to you other wise you risk everything. You risk being found, risk the ones close to you being found and killed, or used to black mail you and turn agents those who employ you. Darel grew up in the Mafia and eventually was trained to kill, a cold blooded killer, his mother was no one to him, she was not a mother at all in his eyes. She was a wh*re, his father was a drunk, he found a family in the Mafia at a young age. They saw potential in him, no emotion didn't care for anyone much other than himself so they trained him to be a killer. Theme:Counting Bodies Like Sheep
Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2017 11:47 pm
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Name: Esmeralda (Esme) Garcia Age:23 Race: Human Ethnicity: Mexican Bio: Esmeralda moved to Russia with her father and her 3 older brothers when she was 10. She didn't want to leave the warm colorful country she grew up in but she had no choice since her father said that they had to leave because he was offered a very good job. Although she never knew what exactly he did for a living. It took a while for this hot-blooded Latina to get adjusted to the cold Russian weather but luckily she was smart and caught on to the language rather quickly so she often translated for her older brothers until they got the hang of it. When she was 20 her father and oldest brother were murdered. Despite the evidence the police found she never believed that the man they arrested was the man who murdered them. She knew it had to be the mafia and she spent the next 3 years trying to find out who actually killed him. Her two older brothers tried to bring her back to "reality" and keep her out of trouble but she refused to listen. She wanted to find the man who murdered her father and brother. Theme: Gangster Kehlani
Darel stood outside a bar known to be run by the Russian mafia,it was the beginning of winter so the ground was covered in snow. He wore a black sweatshirt and a brown leather jacket over it, the collar pulled up to cover his neck from the wind. He leaned on the brick wall and lit a cigarette. Darel acted as a 'bouncer' when business was being conducted inside. He had a glock attached to him under his jacket at all times.
Darel just by looking at him looked like the type you shouldn't mess with or even look at the wrong way. Shaved head, tattoos, scars, mean face and pretty built. Most the Russians in his part of town were either twigs or were sporting a beer gut. Unlike the others his age in the mafia that stood outside with him he payed no minde to the girls who walked by. They purposely wore the tightest clothes possible to get the guys attention, cause who didn't wanna date a Russian mafia member right, perfection from others well that's all they wanted.
Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2017 12:40 am
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Esmeralda Garcia
Theme: Gangster Kehlani
Esmeralda was nothing like the Russian women who are tall and thin. She was average height, thick, and curvy. She enjoyed showing off her curves despite the many disapproving looks the other women gave her. She had her light brown hair curled and voluminous. She enjoyed being different from everyone else. She was once again heading to the club known to run by the Russian mafia. She was determined to find the man who murdered her brother and father.
Although she went to find their murderer she rather enjoyed the cold Russian man that was often at the bar. It seemed no one could get his attention but she didn't mind watching him from afar but she didn't exactly blend in. She wore a black dress that hugged her curves just right. She wore a black coat to keep her warm as she walked through the concrete streets of Russia. She hated the cold but she adjusted after being here for thirteen years. Her heels clicked against the concrete as she reached the club. She ignored the guys who tried to get her attention and made it to the club. She tried not to smile seeing Darel at the door. She had seen him so many times considering she was now a regular but they never spoke. She wished he would notice her at least once but that seemed unlikely. She walked towards the entrance needing to get through him in order to get inside.
Darel looked over to his side when he heard heels approach him. Taking a drag from the cigarette he lifted an eyebrow at the woman. He blew smoke out and glanced at the other guys then back at Esmerelda
"I don't think so back yourself up and go somewhere else."
He said his accent a thick Russian one he took another drag from his cigarette and looked back at the street in front of him, he wasn't worried about when girls came around trying to get in, well sometimes it annoyed him cause they would beg a plead.
"You're not welcome here no more."
He had a cold voice with no emotion to it. He did not make eye contact as he spoke but was fully aware of where she stood and would take action if she tried to proceed inside anyways. He was a quick man and not much got passed him.
Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2017 1:03 am
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Esmeralda Garcia
Theme: Gangster Kehlani
Esmeralda stopped at the door then looked to Darel When he told her to go somewhere else. Being a regular there she didn't see why she would have to go somewhere else. She raised a brow not planning on begging at all. It wasn't her style unlike solme of the other girls. She listened as he said she was no longer welcome. "Hm? And why is that? I haven't done anything wrong " she said. Which was true. She never caused a scene. She just drank and observed learning what she could about this secretive gang. She wasn't obvious about any of it. At least she did her best not to be. She wasn't exactly trained for any of this. She wasn't going to attempt anything seeing as this place was run by the mafia. She just wanted to know why she suddenly wasn't allowed in the bar.
Darel turned his look back to the girl his stare was cold and angry, well his resting face was angry like a resting b*tch face. He threw is cigarette on the ground landing in the snow.
"Buisness."
Was all he said to her, he said nothing of the reason she was not welcomed, she was marked as a suspicious person, coming her almost daily and no speaking to the men like the other girls did. He leaned back on the wall and crossed his arms turning his gaze back to the street. The other guys started whistling at her telling her to stop wasting her time with Darel and come over to them. Darel shook his head a bit at them. They may have been around his age but they acted like kids.
Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2017 1:27 am
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Esmeralda Garcia
Theme: Gangster Kehlani
Looked back at him not being phased by the cold stare he gave her since he always looked that way. "Business? Well suppose I can't argue though it seems rather abrupt" she said glancing to the group of men whistling at her. She rolled her eyes and noticed Darel was done with her. "I won't waste anymore of your time then. See ya around" she said and turned on her heels to walk away. She figured she would just have to find another way to find out about the mafia. She just had to figure out what that would be. She began to walk away her heels clicking against the snow covered concrete. Men were usually an option although she didn't want to be a whore just to get information. There had to be another way. Maybe she just had to get close to one but question was who and how would she get close enough to one? "Hmm well I'm all dressed up. Might as well go to another bar at least or a club" she said to herself. She heard of a club run by the mafia not far from the bar and figured she would check it out. She always loved to dance, it was the Latin blood that flowed through her veins. She loved to move and swing her hips to rhythm and beat of music.
Darel stayed where he was the other guys glared at the woman though, they were not use to being ignored.
Man 1: "Kakogo cherta zdes' problema, suka" (What's the hell is her problem, b***h.)
Darel glanced over at the boys, but his attention was little held. The door to the bar opened and a man walked out followed by a few others. Gang members high up on the food chain, they looked at the boys then at Darel. Darel stood up straight and walked to a car parked near them and opened the door for the men, as they got in another man walked out of the bar, his face was bloody and broken. Just like Darel had said, Buisness. Darel closed the door to the car and hit the top of it and it drove off. He whistled at the two other guys to grab the last man that walked out and they did as they were told. They walked in the same direction as the woman was.
Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2017 10:06 pm
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Esmeralda Garcia
Theme: Gangster Kehlani
Esme heard what they said as she walked by and just ignored it not bothering to waste her words one them. She only had interest in Darel. She heard someone walking nest her and glanced back seeing a bloody guy waking her way. She rushed into a dark alley to hide so she could see what was going on. She slipped off her heels not wanting to risk making a sound. Her feet stroking one the freezing floor as she hid in the darkness silently watching. She knew she was probably going to get sick but she really wanted some kind of information.
Darel and the other two men who held the bloodied man walked into the ally way she had walked into and pushed the man down onto his knees Darel stood behind the man and pulled a gun out from his side holster. The holster was a shoulder holster that held two guns, the one he pulled out had a silencer on it, he pointed the gun at the back of the mans head.
"Uvidimsya v adskom brate" (see you in hell brother)
The man that was knelt on the ground was a traitor and was to be punished for his crime agents the mafia. With that said Darel pulled the trigger with no emotion or movement, the other men had turned their heads at the sight. The bloody man's body went limp and that's when a white van pulled up and two men got out and grabbed the body and took it into the van then drove away. Putting the gun away back in his holster he looked at the two men, before turning his back to them to leave the ally way.
"You know what will happen if you speak about this."
He said, he knew the girl we there, he was trained to notice the smallest things, trained to notice shadows that are slightly off, sounds, and smells. He then walked out of the ally with the other two men trailing behind him
Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 11:07 am
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Esmeralda Garcia
Theme: Gangster Kehlani
Esme covered her mouth and stayed hidden moving further into the shadows. Her eyes widened seeing what Darel was doing. She kept her mouth covered making sure she didn't scream or say anything as she watched him kill the man. She stayed where she was staying as silent as possible as they took the body away. She froze in the shadows bearing what Darel said. She hadn't expected him to notice her. No one else had and she stayed hidden and silent. Her legs were freezing and her feet were going numb as she stood barefoot in the snow. She refused to move until she was absolutely sure that they had left. She put her shoes back on and took a deep breath trying to calm herself anf wrap her mind around what she had just seen. "Well that was too much excitement for one night she said to herself stumbling home a little since her feet felt frozen.
