Post by Tony Montana on Jul 9, 2014 15:48:42 GMT -6
The homework had been done on the building. All his surveillance notes burned. The Duffell bag packed and ready. The last step go get oz.
TheVVayvvardSon [7:38 P.M.]: The day of the heist had finally arrived. At their agreed location Tony arrived in the car. Knowing him probably freshly stolen with fake plates. Pulling up he motioned Oz over to the car. " You ready prospect? " [e]
Betting on Death [7:40 P.M.]: To be safe and make sure nothing came back to the club he wore pair of black jeans, black long sleeve shirt, adnd long blackthin black gloves to hide any and all noticable ink. No kutte. Black mask sticking in hand. Hopping in the car he looked at him. " I'm all in " He said with a nod -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [7:45 P.M.]: Looking at his attire he nodded his head in approval. " No cut ... good thinking. " He said as he pulled the car out actually for once obeying the laws of the road. " In the back seat theres a duffel bag. Vest, gun and extra clip. Levi wants this quiet but knowing the vipers .. it could get ugly. " [e]
Betting on Death [7:50 P.M.]: " I'll do what I have to. " He said , watching the road. " never shot anyone. Dawn only too me to ghe gun range a time or two at this point " He'd said getting ready for whatever may happen " If we can get away with out having to fight or kill. I'd like that " Looking over at him. " How are we doing this? " -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [7:55 P.M.]: Looking to Oz he nodded his head to him. " So would ever thief in the world. After all no one wants a murder charge. But its like a condom. Would rather have it and not need it then need it and not have it. " Stopping the car a few blocks up he killed the engine. Hearing his question about they were doing this he grinned. " How good are you at jumping fences? " [e]
Betting on Death [7:56 P.M.]: " I don't think I should have a problem with that " he said looking over at him. -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:03 P.M.]: Nodding to him he got out of the car grabbing his duffel bag from the back he slung it over his shoulders with his supplies for the job. " How many guys you say they got patrolling this place? " Walking away from the car he led them down an alleyway that would lead towards the back of the storeage place. [e]
Betting on Death [8:06 P.M.]: "Two. " He said huffing it odwn the back alleys with him " One starts in front one in back and then they seem to walk a continious circle around it. " He said. " Checking in with each other every ten minutes or if they hear something " -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:16 P.M.]: Checking his watch he marked the time. Staying down the block he watched the alleyway till he saw them go past. " Ok we got nine minutes. Nothing goes wrong we should have the truck in seven. " Pulling down his own mask he jogged the rest of the distance to the back fence. A jump up grabbing the fence and he was scrambling up it and over onto the other side. When Oz landed he began heading towards where the vasn was supposed to be stored at. So far so good in his plan. [e]
Betting on Death [8:18 P.M.]: Oz would do the same. Sliding his mask on he quickly ran and climbed over the fence. He moved to the right of Tony. Back to the wall and the gun pulled from his waist line. Safety was still on as he kept his eyes to the other side watching out just in case as he waited on Tony -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:26 P.M.]: Getting the warehouse door he patted Oz's shoulderts giving him the sign to watch out. Kneeling down he pulled out the spray can and ball ping hammer. " This gonna take a couple minutes. " He remarked to him as he got down to work spraying the padlock freezing it in place. " This your first time pulling a heist? " [e]
Betting on Death [8:28 P.M.]: "Technically.. " He said as he looked down the way. " Helped black mail the lawyer that got DK out " That was about his only criminal activity so far -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:30 P.M.]: Listening to the kid he arched a brow in pure shock fighting the urge to laugh. " Oh yummy a virgin. " He grinned as put the can away and then issued a hit onto it shattering the lock. Taking out his own gun he yanked the door open quickly his gun aimed inside the storage area. Hoping the fast opening of the door would throw off anyone inside. [e]
Betting on Death [8:33 P.M.]: He followed in behind him after the all clear as he stepped in backwards. Picking any pices up and closing the door to look at least like it hadn't just got busted into -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:38 P.M.]: Taking out his scanner device he brouyght it to his lips and kisseds it softly as he started the program disabling any alarm on it before pulling out his set of lock picks and went to work on the door. Getting it undone he slipped in and leaned over opening his door. " Ok easy jobs done ... now comes the hard part. Keep that gun handy .... " Starting the car he re-opened the door and began driving the van out of it. With any luck the gaurds were past there posistion. If not ... quietly wasn't going to be an
TheVVayvvardSon [8:38 P.M.]: option. [e]
Betting on Death [8:42 P.M.]: As he was stepping into the van he saw the back door opening. Aiming he fired three quick shots to push the guy back before he could enter the place and hopped into the van slamming door shit " Go go go! " -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:45 P.M.]: " Fuck .... " He growleds as he took out the screw driver popping the column and tore off into the storage space. Getting to the gate he handed him the other gun. " I need sixty seconds ... " He said as he took out the device and held it up to the key pad. " come on come on come on .... " [e]
Betting on Death [8:49 P.M.]: "Shit" If one came from the back, that meant. the other. Hopping out of the Van he lifted both hand guns and put a few shot into the front door entrance before turning back around to see the guy coming in. He'd fire a few round and hit guy in his leg. He wasn't saying a word now. Not letting them catch a voice -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:54 P.M.]: " almost there man .... " he called out as finally the gate began to open ever so slowly god damn things. He growled even as another patrol came not bothering to say anything just firing. One of the bullets grazing Tonys left shoulder as the gate opened. " LETS GO!!!!! " He yelled out not even waiting for the door to be fully closed before he floored the gas tearing off into the street and down a side street. " You hit?! " [e]
Betting on Death [8:56 P.M.]: Quickly he hopped in and shut the door as he ran back ' No.. " He shook his head looking over at him " Looks like you are " He said with a nod. " I kept them from coming in long enough not to " he said with a little laugh -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:59 P.M.]: Looking to his shoulder he observed the wound a little bit. " A flesh nothing serious ... you can bandadge it when we hit anaheim. " He commented to him before getting onto the freeway and heading to his connections house. " When we get back to the club house. Take the duffel bag vest's and guns and get rid of them pro... bro. " [e]
Betting on Death [9:01 P.M.]: " Deal he said. " Sitting back as he enjoyed the ride to the drop off point. Taking slow breaths -d-
After dropping Oz off at a safe location Tony would make his way into Anaheim back into his old stomping grounds. It was once a nice place to live, or at least the grand parents use to tell him. Now even the nice neighborhoods were over run with gangs. Worked for him though as he was just one more criminal in the grand scheme of things. Pulling up to the self storage place he parked the van and walked into the run down office. A few words in spanish to the woman working the desk and he had a unit number. Making sure the van was secured Tony would make his way to a hotel on the same strip to bandage his wounds and lay low for the rest of the day.
TheVVayvvardSon [7:38 P.M.]: The day of the heist had finally arrived. At their agreed location Tony arrived in the car. Knowing him probably freshly stolen with fake plates. Pulling up he motioned Oz over to the car. " You ready prospect? " [e]
Betting on Death [7:40 P.M.]: To be safe and make sure nothing came back to the club he wore pair of black jeans, black long sleeve shirt, adnd long blackthin black gloves to hide any and all noticable ink. No kutte. Black mask sticking in hand. Hopping in the car he looked at him. " I'm all in " He said with a nod -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [7:45 P.M.]: Looking at his attire he nodded his head in approval. " No cut ... good thinking. " He said as he pulled the car out actually for once obeying the laws of the road. " In the back seat theres a duffel bag. Vest, gun and extra clip. Levi wants this quiet but knowing the vipers .. it could get ugly. " [e]
Betting on Death [7:50 P.M.]: " I'll do what I have to. " He said , watching the road. " never shot anyone. Dawn only too me to ghe gun range a time or two at this point " He'd said getting ready for whatever may happen " If we can get away with out having to fight or kill. I'd like that " Looking over at him. " How are we doing this? " -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [7:55 P.M.]: Looking to Oz he nodded his head to him. " So would ever thief in the world. After all no one wants a murder charge. But its like a condom. Would rather have it and not need it then need it and not have it. " Stopping the car a few blocks up he killed the engine. Hearing his question about they were doing this he grinned. " How good are you at jumping fences? " [e]
Betting on Death [7:56 P.M.]: " I don't think I should have a problem with that " he said looking over at him. -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:03 P.M.]: Nodding to him he got out of the car grabbing his duffel bag from the back he slung it over his shoulders with his supplies for the job. " How many guys you say they got patrolling this place? " Walking away from the car he led them down an alleyway that would lead towards the back of the storeage place. [e]
Betting on Death [8:06 P.M.]: "Two. " He said huffing it odwn the back alleys with him " One starts in front one in back and then they seem to walk a continious circle around it. " He said. " Checking in with each other every ten minutes or if they hear something " -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:16 P.M.]: Checking his watch he marked the time. Staying down the block he watched the alleyway till he saw them go past. " Ok we got nine minutes. Nothing goes wrong we should have the truck in seven. " Pulling down his own mask he jogged the rest of the distance to the back fence. A jump up grabbing the fence and he was scrambling up it and over onto the other side. When Oz landed he began heading towards where the vasn was supposed to be stored at. So far so good in his plan. [e]
Betting on Death [8:18 P.M.]: Oz would do the same. Sliding his mask on he quickly ran and climbed over the fence. He moved to the right of Tony. Back to the wall and the gun pulled from his waist line. Safety was still on as he kept his eyes to the other side watching out just in case as he waited on Tony -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:26 P.M.]: Getting the warehouse door he patted Oz's shoulderts giving him the sign to watch out. Kneeling down he pulled out the spray can and ball ping hammer. " This gonna take a couple minutes. " He remarked to him as he got down to work spraying the padlock freezing it in place. " This your first time pulling a heist? " [e]
Betting on Death [8:28 P.M.]: "Technically.. " He said as he looked down the way. " Helped black mail the lawyer that got DK out " That was about his only criminal activity so far -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:30 P.M.]: Listening to the kid he arched a brow in pure shock fighting the urge to laugh. " Oh yummy a virgin. " He grinned as put the can away and then issued a hit onto it shattering the lock. Taking out his own gun he yanked the door open quickly his gun aimed inside the storage area. Hoping the fast opening of the door would throw off anyone inside. [e]
Betting on Death [8:33 P.M.]: He followed in behind him after the all clear as he stepped in backwards. Picking any pices up and closing the door to look at least like it hadn't just got busted into -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:38 P.M.]: Taking out his scanner device he brouyght it to his lips and kisseds it softly as he started the program disabling any alarm on it before pulling out his set of lock picks and went to work on the door. Getting it undone he slipped in and leaned over opening his door. " Ok easy jobs done ... now comes the hard part. Keep that gun handy .... " Starting the car he re-opened the door and began driving the van out of it. With any luck the gaurds were past there posistion. If not ... quietly wasn't going to be an
TheVVayvvardSon [8:38 P.M.]: option. [e]
Betting on Death [8:42 P.M.]: As he was stepping into the van he saw the back door opening. Aiming he fired three quick shots to push the guy back before he could enter the place and hopped into the van slamming door shit " Go go go! " -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:45 P.M.]: " Fuck .... " He growleds as he took out the screw driver popping the column and tore off into the storage space. Getting to the gate he handed him the other gun. " I need sixty seconds ... " He said as he took out the device and held it up to the key pad. " come on come on come on .... " [e]
Betting on Death [8:49 P.M.]: "Shit" If one came from the back, that meant. the other. Hopping out of the Van he lifted both hand guns and put a few shot into the front door entrance before turning back around to see the guy coming in. He'd fire a few round and hit guy in his leg. He wasn't saying a word now. Not letting them catch a voice -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:54 P.M.]: " almost there man .... " he called out as finally the gate began to open ever so slowly god damn things. He growled even as another patrol came not bothering to say anything just firing. One of the bullets grazing Tonys left shoulder as the gate opened. " LETS GO!!!!! " He yelled out not even waiting for the door to be fully closed before he floored the gas tearing off into the street and down a side street. " You hit?! " [e]
Betting on Death [8:56 P.M.]: Quickly he hopped in and shut the door as he ran back ' No.. " He shook his head looking over at him " Looks like you are " He said with a nod. " I kept them from coming in long enough not to " he said with a little laugh -d-
TheVVayvvardSon [8:59 P.M.]: Looking to his shoulder he observed the wound a little bit. " A flesh nothing serious ... you can bandadge it when we hit anaheim. " He commented to him before getting onto the freeway and heading to his connections house. " When we get back to the club house. Take the duffel bag vest's and guns and get rid of them pro... bro. " [e]
Betting on Death [9:01 P.M.]: " Deal he said. " Sitting back as he enjoyed the ride to the drop off point. Taking slow breaths -d-
After dropping Oz off at a safe location Tony would make his way into Anaheim back into his old stomping grounds. It was once a nice place to live, or at least the grand parents use to tell him. Now even the nice neighborhoods were over run with gangs. Worked for him though as he was just one more criminal in the grand scheme of things. Pulling up to the self storage place he parked the van and walked into the run down office. A few words in spanish to the woman working the desk and he had a unit number. Making sure the van was secured Tony would make his way to a hotel on the same strip to bandage his wounds and lay low for the rest of the day.
