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Ellie_Ekose · Subject: нєιsт[мαlє.мαтυяє] Sat Oct 31, 2009 2:47 pm

Tick.Tock.Tick.Tock.
The sound of the clock grew on her nerves as well as the constant tapping of someone's fingers on the table. Her eyes shifted from each person that sat at the round table, eyeing them for a moment. As of now she had no clue just what they all had running in their minds. Their expression became unreadable and everyone continued to say nothing. Letting out a light sigh, she finally parted her lips to speak crossing her arms over the table's smooth surface in the process. "So let me get this straight, you want to rob who?"
The male across from her had a devious grin curve on his lips, "Do I really need to repeat myself, you know exactly who I'm talking about.""It's impossible." Her voice was serious, her eyes though held a glint of curiousity.

"Not Impossible, Improbable."Tyler said, placing his hands on the table as he leaned forward.

"It's never been tried," piped in Leito, who didnt look too convinced about the idea now. His gaze now shifted towards the dark haired girl ahead of them all. The one who led all the operations of their group,and now the one who wasnt any more convinced that this was possible than he was. Shifting in her seat she twirled around a bit in her chair, glancing at each of them occasionally. "You dumbasses, its been tried not once or twice, but three fucking times." Amaris responded no sooner, tapping the table now as she went on to explain the three situations. Lifting a hand she extended her index finger into the air, "Lets start with Marcus O'conner This guy sets it up like a con. He meets this guy by chance at a Bowling alley. So he tells ___________ that he is a championship bowler. They bowl, and they are having a great time. They have a few drinks, play a few games, Marcus tells him he served in Vietnam. ____ served in some war
of God-knows-what, so Marcus figures it’s a good common point. _____ knowing this motherfucker is too young to have served in ‘Nam, calls his bodyguards up. Harsh words are thrown around, Marcus ends up without thumbs.”
Amaris tells them matter-of-factly.

Tyler smiled. “No, that could have been a mistake. There’s no potential for a robbery in there, gimme number two.”

“Number two? Lionel Connelly. He assembles a crack team of super-criminals and goes into _________'s mansion at 1’ o clock at night. Unfortunately he doesn’t know about the infrared beams running across any and every entrance into his house. Lionel ends up in jail for 15 years for armed robbery.”

“That just seems poorly planned. Hit us with three.” Leito said knowing that she could plan it better.

“Number three. Charlie DiNozzo. He gets the closest. Charlie single-handedly breaks into ______’s mansion, gets inside two of the three safes, and gets out. He is completely safe. He moves to Venice, learns Italian and lives happily for some time. About five years later, ___________ comes out and cuts Charlie’s fuckin’ heart out.”

“Literally? Or do you just mean he killed him?” Tyler asked

Amaris stared at Tyler for a second. He shot a glance over to Leito. Tyler thought she was playing this out for dramatic effect.

“He killed him in a much more horrific way then cutting out his heart.”

“I’m not trying to be a wiseass at all, but what’s more horrific than getting your heart cut out.” Tyler asked

“That’s beside the point. What I’m trying to say is no one could not pull of a heist like this.” Jack laughed. He slid a pair a dark pair of sunglasses on. “Maybe he couldn’t. But Tyler Evans sure as hell can.”

Leaning back into her chair, she rubbed her temples thinking over everything they had thrown out. There was just no way they would make it out, things were just too risky. Lifting her gaze to the two men before her, she flashed a light grin. "Well who's in then?" She questioned. The other two gave their usual smirks, and a look that easily read Do-You-Really-Need-To-Ask.

"You realize were fucked right?" Amaris said standing from her seat, only to be stopped in mid sentence by Tyler. "I realize nothing of the sort. We'll just treat it like some fuckin douchebag up back in Jersey" Amaris shook her head, looking over at Leito as well. "We arent in Jersey anymore idiot, and were not going up against some regular joe. This is _______________. We have to do this smart." She said walking past him.

...::Present::...
Her limp body was dragged roughly across the white marble floor, bruises lining several areas of her pale skin. Forcing back any sign of pain in her face she hung her head, spitting out some blood past her lips. She was definately fucked now, laying here in the hands of one of the richest men that could make you disappear from the face of the earth. Of course Amaris was fearful, but she wasnt about to show it. Atleast the guys had made it out without her, and she would somehow make sure they werent found if it was the last thing she did. Only because they had been like older brothers to her. Her eyes rose to the bodyguards who had suddenly tightened their grip on her arm, pulling her onto her feet now. Everything held pain, and it was probably the fact that these men had taken pleasure in beating her senseless. Letting out a soft wimper, she closed her eyes feeling her feet drag against the floor but then suddenly stop. "Your lucky the boss hasnt decided to just dispose of you completely....apparently he finds you of some use." One of the men said looking down at the broken and beaten Amaris. The dark haired 19 year old, didnt respond but merely allowed herself to be pushed forward into the large office infront of her. Not only had she been pushed in, but roughly shoved down into a chair. This isnt good.....he's definately not going to be happy knowing how much money he's lost... she thought, flinching moments later when a hand grasped her face forcing her to look up.

...::Flashback::....
"Get the vault open and lets go, we can't waste anymore time." tyler said keeping watch, his back was pressed against the wall furthest from Amaris and Leito who worked now at getting the large metallic door open. Leito's hands worked quickly, removing the small keypad on the wall to pull a few wires. Amaris looked upon the small laptop she carried, making sure none of the cameras were online again. Finally the sound of relief entered her ears, the door had finally slid open revealing several walls of safes. Amaris smirked moving forward to begin working on opening them all. It had taken only moments for them to collect quite the large amount of money.

"Shit we've got problem..." Tyler suddenly spoke up, glancing over the laptop Amaris had put down. "Cameras are up, everyone get your share and go." He warned collecting his bag of money, while Leito and Amaris did the same. She had quite the trouble though, and stumble over a few things on the floor. The other two were already out of the vault and door was closing, Tyler yelled for Amaris to run but it was closing quicknow and she knew she wouldnt make it "Just go without me!" She yelled seeing the door finally seal off.
...::End::....

[Ok so basically Amaris is a thief, and steals money, valuable paintings, artifacts...whatever for a living. Anyways she and her group decide to steal from your character _____________. <----yep thats where your character's name goes. Anyways he's like some big, top rich guy, and it doesnt matter what he does. Anyways Amaris gets caught, but the money she was trying to steal from him still gets stolen by Tyler and Leito who vanished from the scene. Your character decides not to kill her like some of the other people he's caught in his home, but instead uses her for other stuff. Maybe to steal things for him? While paying off the debt she now owes him. At some point though i want them to slowly fall for each other. ^^ and if you have anything you want to add on, go ahead. This was just a random idea. Oh please dont oneline =]]

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