Gang RP IC

[Jambo1117]

Chris enjoyed being dragged about. The plague of chosing where to go was gone, freeing his mind to think about the stuff he likes. He forgot to respond to here as his mind was in such deep thoughts, it was only until she kissed him had he snapped back into the real world. He waited a second or two, feeling the spot where her kiss had placed. Makes a change from the slap he thought. He followed behind her. "Hay, Stafan. Glad to see we didn't all get killed, that'll put a downer on poker night". He sorta half jogged to catch up with Natalia. "I look forward to that chinese" He whispered before turning back to Stafan. "You should put some salt in her coffee. Trust me, she'll never ask you to make it again. That's how I get out of it. Unless she likes salt!"

[Heretic209]

Rick, and the tow truck, could not have arrived sooner. Neil was about ready to lose his mind, waiting and acting like a civilian in enemy territory; he was sure Billy felt the same. The aged ECS member pulled up, and got out to 'inspect' the car. Neil also got out, and the two conversed by the open hood of the Mustang.
"How many?" Rick asked, barely managing to keep his rough voice a whisper.

"At least four," was Neil's answer. Rick briefly looked around the hood, at Billy.
"Who is that?"
"Billy..uh..didn't tell me his last name. Knew Samuel though," Neil referred to his father by his first name, as he was discussing business. At this moment, Sam Murray was just his old boss.
Rick thought for a moment. "Billy O'Brien?"
"Could be."
"Your father talked about him a lot. Said he was one of the trustworthy ones," Rick nodded softly to himself, slowly remembering the conversation with the old head of Éire's Champions. "Straight out of Ireland." Neil nodded; Rick sure did like to talk.
"Anyway," he continued, closing the hood. "Lets get on our way." pausing, he looked from the Mustang back to Neil. "That is what you want, right? I mean, I have an AR-15 in my truck if thats where you want to go, but-" Neil shook his head.
"Lets get out of here."

[Tobss]

Stefan sighed, watching Lidia run up the stairs. She was most certainly in a rush, but he didn't bother to question it. Upon her request for coffee, he nodded his head once. "Yeah, sure thing," He mumbled, before Natalia and Chris appeared. "Yeah, that's me. I can't wait to get out of this fucking place, the way that she treats me," He couldn't help but be angry. He was the purest of the pure as far as Italian heritage was concerned, and he had to be her errand boy? "The second I turn twenty, I can leave and join the real Mafia, along side my father and brothers." A frown sketched into his forehead.

It lightened slightly as he turned to Natalia. "Oh, she told me that you have to go on your mission now," He informed the lady, "Apparently me and Chris have to put up with her bullshit." He smiled weakly, looking to Chris. "Come on, you're helping me with this coffee."

[Jambo1117]

"Hay, we are a real mafia! But where ever you go, I can come with you?" He asked with a smile. "Dude, we can so complete this mission!" Chris shouted in response to making the coffee. He held out his hand for a hi 5. His other hand pulled out his desert Eagle. "How we doing this? Kitchen, or shop brought coffee? We can't mess around with shop brought! It'll have to be kitchen!" He said running off to it. He aimed his gun as he entered. "Clear!" He shouted back towards Stefan. "How do I use this machine!?" He continued to shout, and starting pressing random buttons on the machine, except the 'On' switch.

[Tobss]

Stefan rolled his eyes. "You keep telling yourself that," He said, before looking to Natalia. "I better go after him, before he blows himself up." He followed behind Chris, watching him carefully. The man was insane, it was simple as that. Walking up to the coffee machine, Stefan leaned over Chris and pressed the on button. "Just watch my back," He said, pretending to play along so that he wouldn't break the damned thing. Placing a cup beneath the spout, he began to make it.

Once it was finished, he looked to Chris. "I'll take this up to Lidia." With that, the young man walked up the stairs carefully and to Lidia's office. He knocked once with his foot.

[Mini]

Lidia heard the knock. "Come in." She called, never taking her eyes off of the men outside. A truck had just pulled up and the man that was standing outside of the car walked up and started talking to him. When Stefan entered with her coffee she glanced over her shoulder and saw that he was holding a mung with steam coming out of the top. She sighed and let a smile spread across her face. "Thank you." She walked over and gently took the mug form his hand. "I honestly don't know what I would do without you." Lidia walked back over to her chair and sat down sipping the coffee. "Sometimes I wish I didn't have to run this stupid place. I wish-" Lidia stopped before she let her secert slip. "I wish the Boss would come do his own dirty work. Then maybe people would like me more. I know most of the gang members hate my guts becasue of the way I treat them sometimes, but...they just don't understand how hard it is to run a highly feared family like this one." She looked out the window again only to see that the man was still talking to the other man with the truck. "You have no idea how much I wish I could just go on missions, like Natalia. She is so brave and strong..... No wonder the Boss chosses her all the time. Being stuck in this office gets boring!!" She slamed the mug of coffee on the desk and splattered steaming liquid across her hand. She didn't even notice as she conintued on her rant. "That's why I'm glad I have you Stefan. There are so few people I trust with my life and you are one of them." Lidia stood up and walked over to stand in front of Stefan. She ran her fingers through the front of his hair where he spiked it in the front. "You're such a great friend." She gave him a quick, shy, smile, then went back to the window to watch the, now three, men.