Stepping Up To The Golden Calf

[thelazyblank]

"Alright, then, gimme some napkins or something. Write the address down. Even if some cops get a hold of it, it's not like they'll be able to do much."

Letta laughs, a bit unusually for a normal young woman.

"Let's just say I'm going to have a nice coming-out party. I'll need some time to get ready, all of that. Still.."

Letta shrugs, writing down the address for her soon-to-be-former place for both Lenny and Sammy. She gives a big smile to both of them, as she walks by, back out of the place, and back to her place. She still made mental notes about the two of them, and didn't quite trust them. Still, Sammy did have a point. Even if someone did find them, they'd only have the very small amount of time to find them.

[MBCE]

Sammy took the napkin and looked at it for a moment. "Yeah, I know this area. Not too far and still easy place to disappear. Perfect." He stuffed the napkin into his pocket and watched Letta walk out of the casino.

Once she had left, he turned to regard Lenny. "So, you think she's the real thing, or what? I'd hate to find out I'm wasting my time here"

[Heritage]

Lenny notes the address and nods. "My girl will be there; she'll be carrying this." He holds up the napkin,

Once she had left, he turned to regard Lenny. "So, you think she's the real thing, or what? I'd hate to find out I'm wasting my time here"

The younger man shrugs. "Hard to say. She's a fox, so I'm biased; in my head, I like to think that all hot chicks are sweethearts and are into me, but that rarely turns out to be the case." He chuckles ruefully, finishes up his drink and bangs the glass down on the bar. "Yes siree Bob, we're all gonna find out one way or another, am I right?"

Lenny gets up, drops a few bills on the bar and gives Sammy a nod. "Adios, muchacho! See you in the funny papers. I hope you and my girl Whisper get along; she can be a bit-" He wiggles his hand back and forth. "Much." Lenny gives him a salute and then strolls out of the casino, whistling a Van Halen song as he gets out his cellphone. "How ya doin', babydoll? Daddy's already got something lined up for you..."

Of course, there is no one at the other end. So far, so good, thinks Grim. Wish I had time to take a shower, so I could wash my own layer of slime off.

[MBCE]

Sammy watched as Lenny left the casino with the phone in his hand. Sammy shook his head and took one more look around the casino. 'This is going to be interesting. I hope it works out better than my little attempt at working with the super powered villains.'

Sammy paid for his drink and walked out of the casino. As he passed the golden statue that gave the casino its name, Sammy frowned with disgust. 'Way too much gold in here.'

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Letta pulled her hair up, quickly running around the apartment trying to get her place to not look like she enjoys the mess she makes. She mutters, finishing up her new look by putting on a baby blue fedora, which she tilts over her eyes a bit. The rest of her outfit matches the fedora, a suit with a skirt tailored to her shape, which couldn't possibly be tied back to her in any way. Oh well, she'll have enough money that she'll be able to buy a thousand of these. She slides a pair of sunglasses off of her dresser, and over her eyes. She stands up, waiting at the door, muttering some more.

"They said they'd be here. What's taking them so long?"

Letta starts pacing a bit, worried that something might be going wrong at the moment.

[MBCE]

Sammy knocked at the door and waited for it to be opened. When Letta opened the door, he smiled at her very blue outfit. "Nice threads," he said as he moved into the room. Sammy still wore the same black tee shirt and jeans that he had on earlier at the casino. His bag was over his shoulder again. "Not a bad little place you have here. Too bad it's a throw away."

Sammy moved to the window and glanced outside, just getting a feel of the area. Satisfied with what he saw, he sat down in a nearby chair and placed his bad at his feet. "So when does Lenny's girl show up? Think she's going to be worth your time?"

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Letta smiles, tipping the fedora a bit more towards Sammy, before pointing around the room.

"Well, worst case, she's just not very good. I could easily do this on my own, just won't make as much money, won't have as many hands. More hands, more money. Well, that, and it makes us look like a group. More power. Did you want anything to drink? Eat? I don't want to leave anything here, so have whatever you want."

All of the drinks that don't need to be refrigerated all the time seem to be sitting around the apartment, with a lot of variety of sodas and other drinks.

[MBCE]

Sammy smiles and moves over to pick up a bottle of water. "Well, that would depend on what you have planned. You just mentioned money and needing hands but exactly what are you planning?"

Sammy takes his seat and opens the bottle of water. He takes a drink fromt he bottle and smiles at Letta. "I'm hear simply because I heard that someone was thinking of doing some work in my homeground. If your idea sounds appealing, I would be more than willing to lend a hand."

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Letta points at the bottle of water, cooling it down a bit for him, a big smile on her face.

"Well, the idea's simple. The Golden Calf has money that the mob can't touch, for some reason or another. Either because they have outside investors, they're actually good with money..whatever. So, we take the money, and we all get something nice out of it. The place isn't exactly security central, and I get to make a name for myself outside of being simply some mob princess."

Letta stops, looking over towards the door.

"The layout's pretty simple, all we want is money, we make it quick, no one gets hurt."

[MBCE]

Sammy is taken byu surprise when Letta caused the bottle to become cold. His eyebrow arched and he looked directly at the woman. "Should have figured you'd be a super. Nice trick with the cold."

He takes a sip of the chilled water listening to Letta's plans. A frwon appears on his face when she comes to the end. "True. The place does lack anything worth being called security, but do you really want to make your name knocking of a casino on the Boardwalk?"

Sammy put the bottle down and put his hands before him. "The mob does has their feelers in the network of almost all the casinos at some level even if you don't see it. If money's all you want, why not hit a bank or a high wig social party? You'll make about as much money hitting the Golden Calf. Hitting a casino is just going to arrouse the attention of the major families that their interests are vulnerable. Not a sight I really want to see, myself. I'd rather let sleeping dragons keep on dreaming."

Sammy smiles again and leans back in his chair. "Besides, I live in the area. My momma told me never to shop in your own neighborhood. That's how you get caught."

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"Well, that does make a bit more sense, but I think I'm making a statement. I'm not here to cater to the Mob. Yeah, I know, they're family, but.. They're also the ones who don't want me."

Letta shrugs quickly, as if she hasn't really fully thought about what she's going to do.

"I like this, though. It shows initiative, strength, and all that. Plus, if your mom's telling you how to steal things, well, I don't think you're exactly gonna be the kind of guy I'm looking for to help me here."

She grins again, pointing towards the door.

"Plus, who's gonna look for you there? Anyone know who you are right now?"

[Heritage]

Grim had put a lot of thought into the look and attitude of this new persona, and she hoped it had the intended effect. She got to the address a little later than she had planned because her cloaking ability only worked if she didn't move too fast, and in her new guise, she would really stand out in a crowd.

Her skin is now so pale as to be almost white, her hair worn short and the color of silver, as are the pupils and irises of her eyes, though the whites are now jet black. A cold face, blank yet with a hint of cruelty, and a body almost impossibly thin and athletic, yet still possessing an alien beauty. The overall effect suggests stillness and death, and goes well with the name Whisper.

Still invisible to the naked eye, Whisper knocks on the door and calls out in a soft emotionless voice, "I am Whisper. I am here."

I think I just gave myself goosebumps. :shock:

Once the door is open, she will become visible, bow her head slightly, and move noiselessly into the room.

[MBCE]

"I like this, though. It shows initiative, strength, and all that. Plus, if your mom's telling you how to steal things, well, I don't think you're exactly gonna be the kind of guy I'm looking for to help me here."

She grins again, pointing towards the door.

"Plus, who's gonna look for you there? Anyone know who you are right now?"

Sammy smiles again to show that her remark did not bother him at all. "At the Calf? No one. I stay away from that guady little place. Too much gold for my taste. I've tried to keep a low profile for the most part as things can quickly get out of hand in a city like Freedom. So many super heroes that an honest theif can barely keep his head afloat."

Again Sammy takes a drink before lowering the water bottle. "And its Lady Fortune herself that helps me make my choices. As long as she's in my corner, I can't lose."

The knock at the door catches his attention and Sammy looks at the door. "Sounds like our girl is here. Wonder what she's like."

Sammy remains seated but keeps a smile upon his face as he waits to see who Lenny had sent.

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Letta nods over towards Whisper, shrugging quickly before turning back towards the middle of the apartment.

"Whisper, you want anything to drink before we talk about the plan?"

She looks over towards the pile of drinks, before Letta picks up a rather awkward drawing of the main area of the Casino.

"..So, anyone else look at the place before we start going over what I'm thinking?"

[Heritage]

"Whisper, you want anything to drink before we talk about the plan?"

Whisper looks vaguely at the drinks offered, her silver pupils tracking each like a lifeless camera lens; finally she looks at Letta with her dead eyes and answers in her standard monotone.

"I will have water."

"..So, anyone else look at the place before we start going over what I'm thinking?"

The new arrival stares at the drawing for a few moments, then swivels her gaze between the room's other occupents.

"I have moved through the space and was not seen; where is the money you wish to steal?"

[MBCE]

Sammy keeps his face clear of emotion when he first gets a good look at Whisper's eyes. 'What is up with her? She looks like death. Man the people in this town are weird!'

Sammy turns his attention to Letta at the question. "Sorry. I didn'T get much of a look of the place. Didn't think that it would be needed. However, if you hit the money cage, that should give us quite a bit of money." Sammy took another drink from the water. "Of course, that means we're in plain sight and at the most guarded location. Not something you really want to deal with. Hey, since it seems you both have some amazing talents, the money cage might not be so bad afterall."

Sammy put the water bottle down again as his thoughts began to swirl in his head. He spoke quickly and with energy. "Whisper can slip right into position without being seen. Once she's in place, Letta, you and I can come up and you can do the wohle chilling thing. Freeze a couple of the guards and such to keep them off our backs. I could then crack the safe or better yet, Whisper could have been in a position to get the combination for the safe! We wouldn't even have to be there all that long. In and out. With a little bit of luck from Lady Fortune, we could be out of there before anyone even knew were there!"

[Heritage]

Whisper nods her head in agreement. "This plan is acceptable to me; I can enter an area unseen, observe the use of the combination by a human subject, and then move to your position and relay the information to you. There should be no need to end a human life."

[MBCE]

Sammy blinks slightly at Whisper's words. 'Hmm, strange words from someone dressed like death. Well, it makes my life more easier if she's not of a killing mind. Had enough problems working with those type of people in the past.'

Sammy smiles at Whisper. "Yes, in and out is the best way to do these kind of things. After we're clear, Letta can admit that it was her that did the job. Should do exactly what she wants." Sammy stops and turns to include Letta. "Of course, that assumes its what you want. This is your show. I'm willing to do things anyway you want to do it as long as I get a chance to make some money."

Sammy rubs his chin for a moment before his smile widens. "I just had a thought. If during the job, something should happen to that guady statue in the entrance, I would be very happy! Why anyone would keep something that horrible in sight I just don't know."

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Letta looks over the other two, listening to everything they say, nodding along with all the ideas that have been given.

"Look, I'm okay without killing anyone. But if we gotta take someone out, you two can't flinch. Or else we're done now, ya know? We gotta be willing to do whatever we need to do. Not that we'll have to do much. I've got some mooks on our side, they should help us not need to hurt anyone who doesn't ask for it."

Letta tips her hat a bit more, grinning a bit.

"And by the way, don't worry too much. You guys think Capricia Chill's a good name for the papers? I've been thinking..We don't wanna get them to know who I am. And Capricia's nice and mob-like, right?"

She shrugs again, before trying to remember some more details, but couldn't come up with anything.

"..Anyways, any more details?"

[MBCE]

Sammay waves his hand in a dismissive way, "I won't flinch. I prefer not to take a life simply because it causes the cops to look that much harder for you. In my line of business, it's better not to have the cops following after you for a more serious crime than the one you just pulled off."

Sammy smiled broadly and took another drink of water. "Capricia Chill? Man everyone has a power name in this town, don't they? If you get to have one and Whisper here is obviously a working name, I guess I get to use my working name as well. You can call me The Ghost."

[Heritage]

"Look, I'm okay without killing anyone. But if we gotta take someone out, you two can't flinch. Or else we're done now, ya know? We gotta be willing to do whatever we need to do. Not that we'll have to do much. I've got some mooks on our side, they should help us not need to hurt anyone who doesn't ask for it."

My God, how far am I willing to go with this?

Grim hears herself saying in Whisper's dull gray voice, "Human life means little to me, just so much clatter and noise, but as Ghost has said, death can lead to complications."

"And by the way, don't worry too much. You guys think Capricia Chill's a good name for the papers? I've been thinking..We don't wanna get them to know who I am. And Capricia's nice and mob-like, right?"

The pale woman tilts her head to one side and smiles, but it is lifeless, no more than a curved slit in white clay.

"It suits you."

"..Anyways, any more details?"

Whisper slowly shakes her head. "I can think of nothing, but the detail forgotten will be the death of us all; we will have to adapt."

[MBCE]

Sammy smiles widely at Whisper's words. "But with a little luck on our side, we shouldn'T have any problems!"

Teh man known as The Ghost takes a drink from the water bottle, his eyes sparkling with delight. 'Now things are going to get interesting!' Aloud, "So, when do we do this? And what time of day? At the height of the night, when there should be more than enough money in the safe to make this worthwhile, or earlier when there are less people watching? Either works for me."

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Letta looked at the other two, before a quick nod.

"We're gonna hit this place when it's full, not just wait around for when it's easy. We can make a big enough distraction that the number of people won't matter. Well, unless we run into some people like me. Then we might be in trouble. We're more important than the other mooks, so we can use them as shields to let us escape. I've got some other tricks up my own sleeve as well. We'll do this on a Saturday night, just like any good robbery. The split's mostly three ways, minus any costs we got. Any complaints with any of that?"

[MBCE]

Sammy sits quietly digesting the plan and split of the profits. "Sounds good to me. It shouldn't be that difficult then if we stick with the basics. Whisper gets the combo, Chill helps with crowd control, while the Ghost cracks the safe. Sounds like a well greased wheel!"

He raises his water bottle in a salute to the two women present. "This is going to be really fun!"

[Heritage]

Nightrival is going to kill me...as soon as I get out of prison. What am I going to do, say no to the payment and totally blow my cover?

Whisper nods her head a fraction. "The plan and terms are acceptable to me." She then raises her water in salute as well. "To the smooth execuation of our plan."