Realistic or Modern You can run...(A Modern Gangster Rp)- IC

[Reis]

Alfonso raised his eyebrows at his sister's jokes. He already knew how laid back she and Chris could be, but she was really insistent on making them sexual today. He decided to ignore them for now, instead thinking about the job he would participate in tonight. It was quite exciting, but he had already done jobs like this before. Of course it was never something too huge and he always had the support of his family, but it wasn't quite something he would be stressing about. With that in mind, he turned and addressed Sophia's question.

"Join this mess? Delivering drugs will be easier than trying to practice with Chris, I know from experience." Alfonso spent a lot of his time as a teenager training with him, and he knew how tough it would be to try. He actually felt a bit sorry for Zoe, she still had to deal with that for at least a few more years before being left alone.

With that, Alfonso heard Lacey's dogs and couldn't help but go over to the big guys. He was always attracted to them and didn't really understand why anyone wouldn't be. I mean, sure, they looked a bit vicious, but that was part of their lovable charm. He was also quite glad to see Lacey herself. She was always fun to be around, especially when she took him on some of her less intense jobs. Alfonso never would have been so exposed to her gory business, but he was heir to the Biancardi household and needed to know all that he could about how their family worked.

 

[Bellz]

Bowen Reddington ​

With: Bowie ReverseTex mentions:
Bowen sighed as his hand once again ran over his face. His boy was smart, too smart for his own good. It was going to get him in trouble now, and it would be Bowen's fault for interfering. Reaching for his glass of water, he took a large gulp before pulling nervously on his collar, seeing the responses as Bowie typed them out and sent them. He had many questions. Ones he didn't feel he could answer. His life had been kept on the down low, especially from his former family who knew nothing of his real identity. Bowie would never understand his reasoning, as he stated in the tape...Clearing his throat, he felt eyes on him as he turned quickly in his seat to look towards the large windows at the front of the place. His eyes scanned the area, looking for anyone who would raise a red flag in his book. It wasn't often he had someone spying on him, that was his area of expertise, but it wasn't impossible. After finding the coast was clear, he turned around and blew out another anxious breath. He stared at the screen for a moment trying to think of how he would address the questions before him, if he should do it at all. His hand reached to shut the laptop before him but something inside of him refused the action.

The older man clenched his jaw before giving into his urge. He needed to speak with his son. It wasn't right and he knew this, but nothing could stop it now.

Curiosity killed the cat you know. I have no doubt you could find out who I am, but I'm sorry I cannot answer you questions on my identity. But to confirm it...the tape...

Bowen's hands hesitated over the keys as he struggled to explain his reasoning for the tape he created for his son all those years ago. He was a different man then, one who was selfish and determined to claw his way up the latter at a job that didn't treat him right. His son would never understand, he was working for the richest family in the city and his status seemed to be reputable. Bowie knew of hard work and hard times, but perhaps not like his old man did.


It was many years ago that I made the tape, in a decision that would only benefit myself. I can't explain why I did it, but I needed you to know that I still cared.

 

[Bellz]

with: Chris Misty Gray ; Zoey neverbackdown ; Alfonso Reis tags: ReverseTex Sacrosanctus OppositeInverse KnightSergeant nymphadora. GetThree ​

Lacey had settled on the nearest bench with her hounds and snapped her fingers, watching as her dogs sat obediently on command. Her mind was unusually quiet at the moment and she wanted to find a way to fill the silence. Watching the Biancardi's train was entertaining enough and could distract her, especially with Chris looking the way he did today. There was something especially...yummy about him at the moment, though for Lacey he almost always was that way to her. As a woman who knew what she wanted, it was becoming rather difficult to keep herself at a distance any longer, for some reasons taking into account just how unprofessional it could be for the business if she messed around with him. Her eyes found him looking her way again and a warm smile settled on her full lips, her hand raised and she moved her fingers in a flirty wave of sorts, her hand then moving to cover her lips as she then blew a kiss his way.

Her eyes widened slightly as if she too were surprised that just happened before she giggled and turned her attention to Alfonso as Chris returned his attention to Zoey, now it would be even more entertaining to watch if he became distracted, perhaps Zoey could get the upper hand now. "Hiya Alfie." Lacey purred lightly, not intentionally trying to be flirtatious with the heir; It was her nature. Bonnie and Clyde perked up at the sight of the young man but didn't move from their seated positions. Lacey chuckled sweetly at her hounds and leaned forwards to scratch their ears. "Good little loves, go see Alfie." She cooed and the dogs leaped up from their seated position to greet the man. Lacey patted the space beside her as she continued to look ahead. "Looking forward to the little delivery tonight? Hope you catch someone snooping so I have something fun to do with my night as well." Her lips formed into a slight pout as she sighed. "If you bring them over to me you can join me in the fun." Her eyes looked to him before winking his way, knowing that the kid needed to let the crazy out once in a while.

 

[ReverseTex]

Tagging: Bowen- Bellz |Barbie- nymphadora. | Susan - OppositeInverse
Mentions: -
OOC: Daddy Issues 101

B O W I E

Bowie leaned his head against Barb’s hand, the softest of it bringing him a sense of comfort. His replies were bitter and cold, just as intended. This man, Bowen, deserved none of his compassion... Turning his eyes to Barbie as she asked how he found him, he sighed. “That would be the man... When I went out for takeout, there was a empty seat at a man’s table. I took it, and we got to talking about music and whatnot, and suddenly the man started acting odd. He offered to fix my walkman, which he did. That bastard knew he was opening Pandora’s Box...”

A light ping alerted him of the new replies, in which he eagerly looked at... Narrowing his eyes, he took a deep breath. “ That tape did jackshit and you know it. All it’s giving me is the same thing you’re typing right now... You don’t know what it’s like to be a bastard. Not being taught how to ride a bike, or learning how to shave, tying a tie? You weren’t there. I had to adapt on my own. So, this is my last time i’m going to ask you with decency. I wish to meet with you. Pick a spot and time tomorrow. If not, I promise you I can find out with a few keystrokes.”

 

[Reis]

Alfonso grinned as he rubbed the two vicious dogs that came his way. The lovely hounds followed him as he sat next to Lacey, tongues lashing with grins that would give average men nightmares. But Alfonso had seen much worse things while observing Biancardi business, and their delighted looks were actually cute to him. He then looked up and smiled warmly, happy to see Lacey any day. One of dad's most excellent associates, Lacey was a fun person who Alfonso felt particularly fond of. It wasn't quite in a sexual sense, though he did find her appearance charming. He might even say their connection went deeper than the flesh, for the two of them shared a mutual hobby. Indeed, Lacey's company was most delightful when she was engaged in her job, one that Alfonso rarely observed but always remembered.

Alfonso's eyes lit up as he looked at her, excitement growing in his blood. "I'll be sure to keep an eye out if it means I can...assist with your work." Yeah, Lacey always understood his need for fun the most. Even when the heir was a younger boy, Lacey was the one who helped sedate his constant boredom the most. He then looked up at the garden, taking in the sight of his family at peace. Alfonso seemed like a thrill-seeker most of the time, but he always felt best when he could relax with his family. Enjoying the torture of anyone who would threaten these people was something he considered moral and just, regardless of who they are.

Bellz

 

[neverbackdown]

Zoey Biancardi ​

Zoey smirked when Chris told her that everything gets Sexual with age before let it pass without a comment.
When Chris mentioned showing his balls, Zoey let out a loud laugh and shook her head “i take your word that you anatomically correct” she told him “but I wasn’t talking about physical balls” she commented with a devious smirk. And the smirk only winded when he stumbled slightly back from the unexpected first hit.

Zoey nodded when he told her to control the hits and for once instead of arguing or saying some smart ass comment she did what he said and began to plan the hits moving her fists to connect with different parts of the shield with each jab. After a while Zoey’s arms started to get sore and she was beginning to get bored. She kept her head looking at the shield as she landed two more hits in before suddenly aiming her fists up and tapping her cousin in the face, there was no power in her punch and so that would not have hurt him rather the sudden move would have just stunned Chris. While Chris was stunned by that, Zoey landed one more hard punch into the center of the shield before moving closer in one swift movement. She kicked her leg out and placed it behind his before pushing on his shoulder with all his strength to cause him to stumble back and fall over her leg. A laugh escaped her lips as she looked at him.

Misty Gray

 

[Bellz]

Bowen Reddington ​

With: Bowie ReverseTex mentions:
Bowen physically winced at the messages his son was sending him. He knew he wouldn't hold back, but the pain was still there. Clearing his throat, Bowen tried to think of what he could do, what he should say to his son who was demanding they meet tomorrow. Tomorrow would be no good, he had to meet with Sophia tomorrow to confirm where they would be placing the camera's within the station. The perk of having an undercover unit, they would always be one step of the Biancardi family. The downside, he had a direct line to watch the son he left behind all those years ago. His took off his glasses for a moment and rubbed his eyes, sighing deeply with stress as he tried to think of what to do now. Bowen always had answers, he always had something to say and was rarely ever left speechless, but in this moment. He had no idea. Instead of answering his son, he shut off the wifi connection to his laptop and slammed it shut, causing a family behind him to jump with alarm. "So sorry." Bowen apologized quickly before he pack up his belongings and quickly escaped the tight knit quarters of the takeout place. The cool evening air greeted him and he sighed out once more.

"Sophia, I need you to keep Bowie distracted, he caught on and knows me by my face now." Silence met him for a moment before a muffled voice sighed. You have me doing an awful lot. was all she said, clearly not happy with him either at this point. Bowen made a beeline for his 2018 Mercedes Sprinter. Opening the back doors quickly, he jumped inside before slamming them closed and moving to sit back in his computer chair. Looking at the 10 monitors lining the one wall of the van, he could see everything happening in the Biancardi home. The camera's were hooked up to the outside their neighbors home, the quality of the camera's were incredible from that distance even still. Right now, Sophia was watching the Biancardi family train along with others who sat by. Hitting a button to switch the camera's to a different location, he found his son, still at the Biancardi's tower. Working his Bowen magic, Bowen managed to connect to his son's server without being coded out in the system, leaving the location of his own server anonymous. The guilt of once again leaving his son was eating him up alive as he watched him work from the computer, a small smirk formed on his lips. Like father like son.

I can meet tomorrow 10pm. Central Park.

Bowen hit send before looking at the message he typed out. He could get in a ton of trouble for this, fired...or if caught by his own son, dead. Blowing out another breath, he placed his hands behind his head momentarily as he waited for a message in return. He waited and waited for about 5 seconds before nerves got to him and he clicked out to disconnect from his son's server. Bowie would find when he tried to send another message that one generic one would be sent back in return.


S E R V E R E R R O R : invalid IP address

 

[ReverseTex]

Tagging: Bowen- Bellz |Barbie- nymphadora. | Susan - OppositeInverse
Mentions: -
OOC: Daddy Issues 101

B O W I E

Bowie couldn't focus on the screen after typing the brutal message to his father, knowing it was practically one hard blow. But, it felt good. The years of anguish, confusion, and woe were over. He had his name; Bowen Reddington. Someone could do a good deal with the knowledge of a name... Opening a new window upon his computer, seeing that his father decided to take his sweet time replying, and began to mindlessly surf the web...

A few minutes later his laptop binged, which frantically made him return to the chat. I can meet tomorrow 10pm. Central Park. Perfect. No one would question him during the operation tomorrow, the lack of knowledge most likely benefiting the family overall. Deciding not to reply, knowing his words and actions most likely rocked the man who made him a bastard, he slowly shut the top of his laptop.

Taking a deep breath, he leaned into Barbie for a hug, needing the support from her more than ever. "I dont know Ba-... He's my dad, but he left me...." Some of his words were muffled by his his head being buried in Barbie, but he didn't care. He just needed to face the man...

 

[Misty Gray]

Christopher Biancardi-Fontana​

​

Chris raised a curious eyebrow as he watched Lacey smile, wave and then blow a sweet, imaginary kiss in his direction. He couldn't help but grin in return as he took in her features. There was a pretty substantial list of things that would likely be the death of Chris and he was certain Lacey would be on that list too, right on the same page as a bullet to the head or a knife to the neck. Still, he was certain she would bring him great joy on the lead up to his untimely death. It was thinking about Lacey that had briefly distracted him when Zoey had managed to cause him to stumble slightly.

When Zoey persisted about balls being metaphorical, he shrugged his shoulders and decided not to take the bait. He knew he'd taken many big tasks and sacrificed plenty in the name of Antonio's business and family. Hell, he'd beaten the living daylights out of his own father and left the cheating bastard with a limp, for both his mother and his uncle Toni. One thing he knew couldn't be denied of him was that he was committed and brave to the family's cause. Regardless of its unholiness, he was a man with purpose and he really wouldn't have it any other way.

Chris couldn't help but yawn as Zoey persisted to send predictable hits his way. She was at least focusing the punches now, but it wasn't exactly anything spectacular or exciting. Suddenly, he felt a light tap to his face, which caught him by surprise and drew out a slight chuckle from him. Then, his cousin managed to kick her leg out and cause him to fall back onto the ground, landing on his ass. He couldn't help but echo Zoey's laughter as he quickly recovered back up onto his feet. He relieved himself of the shield and dropped it on the floor near his feet. He wasn't about to make up excuses or take the action as a bruise to his ego. If anything, he took it as the exact opposite.

"Finally! I was getting a little bored there," he said, proudly patting Zoey's shoulder. "The fact you got me on my ass just proves I'm succeeding in my job of training you right." He then motioned for her to remove the boxing gloves. "You can relax now. We're done for tonight," he told her.

Regardless of whether or not Zoey eagerly departed his company, Chris took out a cigarette and leaned against the closest wall so he could have a smoke. These moments of silence were few and far between for him, but that wasn't a bad thing as the more time he had to think the more likely he was to get himself in trouble. Life was much easier when lived in the present.


Interactions: neverbackdown (Zoey)
Mention: Bellz (Lacey)

 

[Bellz]

Bowen Reddington ​

tags:
Misty Gray neverbackdown Reis ReverseTex Sacrosanctus OppositeInverse KnightSergeant nymphadora. GetThree

Once Bowen calmed himself a bit, he finally came to his senses. He couldn't meet with his son tomorrow night, it would be too big of a risk to the mission to do so. All of the kids he was looking after in that house would be at risk in this situation and it would be all because of him. The mission was risky enough as it was, he definitely didn't need to make it any worse. Sighing, he placed his glasses back on the bridge of his nose, moving his arm and pulling back his sleeve, he exposed his wristwatch, it was time.

"Alright officer #55674 Eagle Scout, you are clear for surveillance of the operations prime location, I will be sending the coordinates your way via text in about 30 seconds." Bowen's finger flew to the keyboard as he searched out the location of the Biancardi's warehouse and where the shipment would be held this evening. Typing in the coordinates to his his phone quickly after, he sent them to Frankie. "Sophia has yet to inform me they are leaving yet, so you should have plenty of time to get in and out of there without much trouble. All security measures have been accounted for and if you look at the map I sent you, you will see exactly the location of each on as well as where you are. Guards are close by but there is only two of them tonight due to the meeting that had been held earlier in the Tower, Toni likes to keep himself surrounded in such important events and right now the other four are with him at the house. Good Luck Eagle Scout, God Speed."

* * *
(PTC)Frankie Stryker

Frankie rolled his eyes at the nickname the force had given him all those years ago, when he was much much more enthusiastic and actually gave a damn about those he was targeting. Now, thanks to too much alcohol and perhaps one to many bullet holes, he was numb inside; at least when it came to the enemy. "Yea yea, texts and booby traps, just my cup of tea. Don't worry Bow-man, I'm not a newbie like the rest of the fresh meat at the house. I got this." The rev of his engine made him grin slightly and his foot pressed harder on the gas. The speedometer read 70mph, which was shocking for the outskirts of the inner city, which were often just as crowded as downtown itself. Regardless, he was thankful for getting there so speedily...he just hoped that the Biancardi's didn't have the same luck.

Pulling up a block away from the location, he left his car parked behind an abandoned building before walking towards the large warehouse docks. His eyes scanned the area, unfortunately, the marine layer had settled in being so close to the Atlantic and made it almost impossible to see your own hand a few inches in front of you. "Shit." He mumbled before moving forward. Fishing his gun from its holster along with his phone, glancing at the link Bowen had sent him, he pressed it and watched as his location along with the location of all the traps, could be seen on the map that loaded. A smirk appeared on his lips again and he shook his head slightly, feeling grateful to have Bowen in this moment. Not wasting anymore time, he walked forward again, with more confidence this time. The first of the traps were pretty easy to navigate around, just the basic trip wires and what not.

The warehouse is directly to your left. Bowen spoke in his ear, probably tracking Frankie's every move. Without a word, Frank nodded his head and turned to his left. Walking forward slowly his eyes scanned for a door in the thick fog. Seeing a darker color in the mix of light grey fog, he walked towards it, sure he found the door. But a voice rang out, "WHO'S THERE?!" Followed by the sound of bullets whizzing by him made it clear, the shadow wasn't a door. GUARDS Bowen shouted in his ear and Frankie leaped into action. Pulling the trigger on his own gun, he sent bullets flying their way as he tried to dodge the ones coming his way. He ran forward ready to finish the idiots when a bullet found his shoulder, "FUCK!" he growled out before the two bear of men came into view. His gun reached up and he shot at the first man, hitting him right in the stomach before his gun and phone were swiped from his hands, disappearing into the abyss of the fog, swallowing it whole.

Frankie growled out and leaped towards the already wounded man. The now weakened man tumbled to the ground with Frankie in tow and slammed his back agains the concrete, pushing the air from his lungs. Frankie saw stars as his head hit the hard ground but he reached out before the man could regain control and stabbed his finger into his bullet wound. The man screamed out terribly before rolling off, leaving his semi automatic weapon unattended briefly. Rolling to the side, Frankie grabbed it quickly before leaping to his feet and pulling the trigger, watching as the guards brains spilled all over the ground. Turning around, the other guard was no where to be found. "Shit Shit Shit!" Frankie growled out again before patting down the dead man for any spare ammo or anything else he could use. HE ALERTED THE FAMILY. YOU HAVE APPROXIMATELY 10 MINUTES TO GET WHAT YOU NEED AND GET OUT Bowen howled at him and Frankie once again decided not to respond and instead act. He ran towards the warehouse, fiddling with the locks for only a minute or two before he quickly let himself inside and closed the door behind him...

(Sooooooooooooo ReverseTex , Bowie would most definitely get the alarm that the warehouse is being broken into and you would pass on the message to Toni or someone close to a phone XD. If you want to go on this mission let me know via discord or pm so that i know who to tag in the next posts. )​

 

[nymphadora.]

❝ barbie de la cruz ❞

// primadonna girl
all i ever wanted
was the world.
i can't HELP IT
but i need it all
the primadonna LIFE
the rise and fall
you can count
on ME
to MISBEHAVE.

▶

marina and the diamonds

i

Barbie's once cheerful smile turned into a sad frown as she allowed Bowie to rest his worried head on her, her fingers played with the strands of his hair as she sat there, contemplating on what to say to him. Her eyes were glued to the laptop that sat in front of them, taunting them. Her eyebrows furrowed together, leaning forward and grabbing one of her sugar cookies from the paper bag and splitting it in half with Bowie, hoping it would cheer him up. She lifted the cookie in front of Bowie's face, not too close to annoy him but not too far away for him not to notice.

"Look what you've done so far Bowie," Barbie turned around to face Bowie, her brown eyes locking in with his as her soft hands cupped his face gently, "You've accomplished so much, without him being in your life. Just remember, your father does-"

Barbie's voice trailed off as she heard her phone buzz in her pocket, a soft sigh escaped her lips as she pulled out her phone and noticed an alarm notification going on. Her eyes widen as she gaze kept rereading the message, "Someone's broken in," Her voice trailed off as she sat up, "Someone broke in the warehouse," Barbie's voice was louder. Her words tense as she texted the alarm to Lacey, her mentor who acted more like a big sister to Barbie. The young woman stood up from her seat, showing the message on her phone to Bowie.

"I'm going to see what's happening," Barbie decided, making her way towards her bag and slipping out a small yet sharp knife. Her long index finger trailed against the side of the knife with caution before slipping the knife into her jacket and placing a kiss on Bowie's head.

mood: worried / tense
outfit: c u t i e
interaction: Bowie
tags: ReverseTex

 

[OppositeInverse]

♡​

coded by y o u n g j a e

Susan Richards ~\\Medusa
​

Susan paid attention to how distraught Bowie was. It was a coat of armor never before seen on the lad. She thought this was the simple surveillance hack and intel op that they were running, but upon the sight of his expression, his seriousness, and above all his utter surprise, Susan's humor went out the window as he confided in her. He needed a genuine friend at that moment. They listened to the tape, her eyes gazing at him in a new light upon his revealed name. Bradley. He looked as much like a Bradley. Seeing his anger at being like his father made Susan reel inside. She knew a thing or two about dad's abandonment, hers still paying the price for his actions against Su and her mother. She looked at Bowie with an almost soul penetrating stare.

"Listen to me, you. Are not. Your father. You know I know what you feel. But... yeah you got it, I'll work on it."

Suddenly food didn't seem so important. Susan literally took matters into her own hands to serve her version of justice to her father, taking virtually every asset he had. The chance for BT to get his redemption and closure meant that Susan wouldn't have to be alone in the bitter child lifestyle. She started to think why she even took this job in the first place, not the one with the Biancardi's, but the REAL job. She was an outcast, just like BT. The more she interacted with this side of the law, the more she understood why and how they were they way they are. Because really, she was just the same. Seemingly on some Nightcrawler shit, Barbie appears from nowhere and kisses BT on the cheek, asking what happened. Susan grabs a cookie and casually replies "Something came up." Susan didn't really know Barbie too well but her optimism was definitely refreshing to see. Still, Susan could read people like a book, her gut was telling her something skewed about the lady. When Susan saw that BT made contact, she immediately started running a Medusa ping on the conversation, as well as grabbing all data exchanged into an array designed to store and log it onto her Medusa app. Suddenly her mission became small, all she wanted to do was help BT, but why so badly? Susan rolled her eyes when Barbie hugged BT, followed by a small stare into her screen.

"What's he saying BT?"

Susan was abit taken back by how close Barbie and BT were getting. Susan was maybe just used to those two being each other's support, especially with their dad history, but Susan's thoughts were stifled by a hard buzz on her phone, added to the conversation of BT and Barbie, she knew what had happened. Intrusions. Medusa was already up and running, so the alert and change in log had flagged it to Susan something was going down. But, time seemingly stopped when she looked and grabbed the name of BT's father. Bowen Reddington. She knew that name. Very much.

It was the man that recruited her. She kept a casual face, and upon looking at BT she knew what she wanted to do, but knew what she had to do. She tapped a button on her program that flagged the code alert and sent it to everyone who needed to know. This was the perk of being a blackhatter and cryptologist. Many people code for situations, Susan codes for causality. She would be one step ahead, always.

"Bow...never mind, trace the feed of the break in. I'll run my Medusa algorithm to trace and freeze his devices if he has any. I need you focused, drop the daddy drama for now. You with me?"

ReverseTex
nymphadora.
Bellz

 

[Bellz]

with: Chris Misty Gray ; Zoey neverbackdown ; Alfonso Reis tags: ReverseTex Sacrosanctus OppositeInverse KnightSergeant nymphadora. GetThree ​

Lacey was pleased to hear that Alfie would keep an eye on hostages for her to play with. He shared the same interests as her and from time to time it reassured her. Believe it or not, Lacey has her moments of sanity, understanding that who she is and what she does isn't socially accepted in any place on this earth. She was the black sheep, so to speak. Insecurities of feeling like she was the only one would often keep her awake at night, crippling her in paralysis as she stared at the blank canvas of her ceiling. Alfonso's words made her smile, she felt like she had someone who could understand her in this world again...though she didn't have to look very far for that anyways...Her eyes glanced Chris' way again, wondering if she was just foolish to believe that he could understand her complex ways. He wasn't as tainted, he still had time for change. Lacey was stuck in her same old insane ways, that was permanent. A vibration from her purse caused her to snap from her thoughts.

"Hmmm?" she sighed softly as she fished for her phone. "Oh come on, this thing is like a black hole." Her phone continued to vibrate furiously as someone feverishly tried to reach her. Finally feeling the familiar leather like texture of her phone case, she pulled it out and saw the messages illuminating on her screen. A gasp escaped her before she stood to her feet. Bonnie and Clyde snapped upright from their laying positions, sensing the tenseness in their owners movements. "Chris!" Lacey shouted his way, urgently walking towards him. Luckily, the practice between Zoey and Chris had ended so she wasn't interrupting. Her hand held out her phone to him, revealing the messages that Barbie had sent her way along with the coordinates Barbie had sent her. "Break in at the warehouse. Aren't you suppose to head there tonight?" She asked, her eyes wide now wondering if this coincidence. Sophia looked up with interest now, having heard this news. "I'll go inform the boss." Sophia said quickly before heading out to find Antonio who was most likely trying to find his wife.
(I'm breaking this up into a few posts, sophia will be up next and then I will time skip to Antonio sending them off. )

 

[Bellz]

With: Antonio
tags: ReverseTex Misty Gray OppositeInverse KnightSergeant nymphadora. GetThree Sacrosanctus Reis neverbackdown

"I'll go inform the boss." Sophia spoke firmly, eyeing Chris to get his silent approval before heading off towards the house. Her eyes scanned the area around her, assessing where everyone was before deciding to take a hard left into the large hallway that contained a few guest rooms. Turning the knob and pushing open the door, she stepped inside the room before pulling it shut gently, not wanting to alarm anyone and have them come running her way. Her hand went to her ear piece and she pressed the small button to turn on her microphone. "What the hell is going on?" She hissed at Bowen, wondering if this had anything to do with his little reunion he tried to have. Bowen sighed into her ear and Sophia crossed her arms. "Frankie slipped up, guard got away and now Antonio's HQ knows. You have to make sure he gets out of there alive. He's in the warehouse retrieving what we need. You get him out, you could be out of that house by tomorrow. Sophia's eyes widened at the promise of getting the hell out of this home. The Biancardi's were terrible people and she didn't belong with such crowd. This was the impossible however, how was she suppose to get Frankie out alive without risking her own life, without risking the lives of the others who were fighting along side her.

Sophia growled in frustration. "Aye aye captain." She hissed again before she clicked her microphone off and moved towards the door. Short and sweet convos with Bowen were what would keep her alive, despite him jeopardizing this whole mission, he was the eyes and ears of herself and the rest of the team. Leaving the door open, Sophia continued to move through the house until she found Antonio speaking with his wife. Sophia cleared her throat.

Antonio Biancardi "The Big Boss"​

With: Sacrosanctus
"I know I've been busy my love, but I promise that tonight I am all-" Someone cleared their throat awkwardly from behind him causing him to pause his words. His eyes stared at the wall behind his wife for a moment, the reddening in his cheeks revealing that he was embarrassed being caught by one of his employees. Sophia cleared her throat again and Antonio smiled at his wife before lifting her dainty hand and placing a kiss on it. "Scusami" He murmured to her before turning on his heels to face Sophia. His eyes were teasing but the frown on his face made it clear that he still wasn't happy about the interruption. "Sophia, you know its impolite to interrupt a conversation. Especially when the conversation is being done in the privacy of your boss' room." He could see the young woman struggle to not roll her eyes , a smirk forming on her lips as she shrugged her shoulders.

"Ah sorry boss." She reached up and scratched the back of her neck nervously. "Door was open." That was a poor excuse for barging in, but it was one. Sophia nodded her head out towards the hallway, eyeing Toni's wife slightly before turning on her heels again and moving out of the room. Such things didn't need to be discussed in front of the family, at least certain members. No one needed to know that Frankie was now hiding in the warehouse, trapped by the Biancardi's security and could potentially become the next victim. Sophia's head struggled to find a way to free her comrade from his terrible fate. Lacey would enjoy her play time with him, the thought made Sophia grimace. Toni left the room, closing the door behind him before he looked at Sophia. "Well?" He asked and raised his hand, emphasizing his question. Sophia sighed, hating that she was the one to basically send her comrade to the cell. "We have a security breach at the warehouse, we need to know what our next actions should be." Toni's face went from teasing to stone cold and almost terrifying in a matter of moments. Sophia held her breath, wondering what his reaction would be as she watched his fists clench.

"We carry on with the plan we had now. Have Chris gather the other's and get this under control." Sophia was surprised by the boss' words, normally the man would have conducted a meeting or created a strategy plan for his group, not one to simply let Chris do all the work. As she wondered what had changed, she nodded once firmly. Toni watched as Sophia hurried off from the direction in which she came.

 

[Misty Gray]

Christopher Biancardi-Fontana and Leona Wilkinson​

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Chris took a long drag of his cigarette as he noticed Lacey was approaching him with a sense of urgency. Judging by her manner, it was clear she hadn't suddenly given into her carnal urges and wished to drag him into bed with her. This was clearly business-related. He curiously cocked his head to the side as he invited her to tell him what she needed to. When she mentioned the break in at the warehouse, he straightened his neck and drew in another long drag from the cigarette before stubbing it out against the wall. "Yeah, that's where I'm going tonight. You're sure it's the same place?" he asked, though didn't expect an answer as he trusted she wasn't mistaken. "When I find the fucker responsible..." he trailed off. He nodded his head when Sophia said she would go alert Antonio to the development. He then looked back to Lacey. "Thanks for the heads up," he calmly added. "You ladies look after yourselves," he casually told Lacey and Zoey, before he walked off in Alfonso's direction.

"Looks like we could be heading to the warehouse right now," he told his cousin. "Some moron decided to break into the place, so we might have more than drugs to bring home tonight," he remarked. He pulled his revolver into view and instinctively checked it was fully loaded. Whilst he was pissed off someone had dared to meddle in their business, the thrill of the hunt was enticing to him. "Get your shit together and meet me out front, Alfy."

As he walked back into the house, Chris noticed Leona sat idle in the lounge awaiting instructions. She didn't seem to get involved in friendliness unless it was one-on-one interaction, but Chris knew she was exceptional in her job so really he couldn't demand much else from her. Still, he wished she'd get involved in the fun stuff once in a while. "Hey, Leona. Time to earn your keep," he told her, pointing towards the front door. "Go warm the car up and we'll join you soon," he ordered, but flashed a quick smile.

Leona nodded her head, growing used to his ways by now and not taking his manner of speaking personally. "I hope you can handle me driving in the fast lane. This isn't a day out with your grandma," she remarked as she stepped out of the house to warm the car up.

"Joke's on you!" Chris called back out to her. "My gran doesn't drive..." he trailed off.

When Chris saw Sophia approaching, he waited for her to reach him. "What did Toni say? Are we good to go?" he asked her. "Leona's already waiting to drive us and Alfy's due any moment."

Interactions: Bellz (Lacey, Sophia) Reis (Alfonso) neverbackdown (Zoey)
Mentions: Anyone else who's joining them at the warehouse! Speak now.

 

[Reis]

There was a glint in Alfonso's eyes as he got moving, reacting immediately to his cousin's urgent news. He had been mentally preparing himself to wait all day for their trip, but it seemed like it would be happening right now. Not only that, but he might get to have fun with the idiot who decided to mess with them~

It wasn't like Alfonso was naive. He had good reason to think their opponent would be easily ripped apart. His dad's associates were the best money could buy plus some, and the Biancardi family was talented in the art of warfare. Naturally, a family that could control a state like New York could easily overwhelm the suicidal fool that was stealing from them.

He waved at Zoe, hopping up out of his seat. He walked a short distance away to find a gun, well hidden in the middle of the garden. In the Biancardi family, it wasn't odd to find weapons lying around for his use. After all, they needed to be fully prepared for any situation they encountered, and react quickly to danger.

Alfonso then followed Chris' path. When he arrived, he saw him talking to Sophia, asking if his dad gave them the all-clear. He eagerly awaited the response, hoping to finally get this game of cat and mouse started.

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[Bellz]

Sophia stepped with purpose as she made her way towards the others. Turning the corner she found the rest of the group already heading inside and looking ready to go. "All good to go, I'll grab the bags of shit we need from the closet." She told Chris, a serious look plastered on her face as she bushed passed him a moment. Moving to grab the bags filled with weapons and different types of tools needed for this operation, just in case shit went up in flames...like it seemed it was going to. Get him out safe Sophia. Bowen once against reminded her in her ear, to which she slightly winced. Handing Chris one of the bags and Alfie the other, she then nodded her head once. "We are good to go now, we should get moving before they get anything of value out of their little operation." Her voice was laced with poison as she spoke about the rats that threatened the existence of this family, however, the rat inside of her was doing flips that they had been one step ahead of them this time. Only if Frankie gets out alive.

"Well come on boys, these rats aren't going to trap themselves." She said with a light smirk on her face as they headed towards the car that Leona had ready for them. As they walked out towards the car, Sophia swiped through her phone to find the information Bowie had been sending her about the man they were after and where he had been previously. "We need to enter from the North side of the yard, he was in that area about 3 minutes ago and is quite possibly still in that area. How do you suggest we go about getting him?" Sophia looked to Chris, who was head of this operation. He wouldn't have time to answer immediately as they needed to get into the car. Dipping her head down, she slide into the back seat of the car with Alfie before looking to her mentor for answers.

With: Chris Misty Gray ; Alfonso Reis
tags: ReverseTex OppositeInverse KnightSergeant nymphadora. GetThree neverbackdown

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Hi there! I know its been more than a month since this was active but I had a LOT of stuff going on in RL that I had to take care of first, I'm back now and willing to keep this going if everyone wants to! If you know others who would like to join, I will be accepting 3 new characters to keep things on a roll. Thx for your interest and patience

 

[Misty Gray]

Christopher Biancardi-Fontana​

A pleased smile formed on Chris' face when Sophia confirmed they were good to go. "Perfect! Tonight just got a whole lot more interesting," he mentioned. He hummed along to himself as he checked he had everything he needed. Weapons and smokes, primarily. "Cheer up, would you? This is exciting, darling," he encouraged his protegee. "Always so serious..." he trailed off, whilst observing Sophia as she collected the bags they needed. "Grazie," he said as he accepted one of the bags to carry to the car. He then glanced to Alfonso, making sure his cousin looked ready for this.

"The more of our shit they take, the more blood they're going to lose. They're better off trapping themselves instead of prolonging their own suffering," Chris grumbled as he walked to the car.

Chris listened as Sophia explained where they should enter from to best catch their rat. He got into the passenger side of the car and waited for Sophia and Alfonso to climb into the back. "Dark and mysterious Leona here will drop us off a block away and wait in the car. I don't want the rat to see us approaching. Then we'll temporarily separate, but walk in the same direction and towards the warehouse, covering more ground and quicker. Sophia and Alfy, you'll stick together. Being the gentleman I am, I'll take one for the team and walk by myself. If either of you get into the slightest danger, you alert me. I'd rather lose the rat than anything happen to you two." He cleared his throat, figuring that sounded too sentimental. "But let's not lose the rat. I want to break the bastard's legs before perhaps giving him to Lacey as a nice little gift," he remarked.

Bellz (Sophia) Reis (Alfonso)