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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #30 on: December 24, 2015, 01:50:09 pm »
Metal looks at Foxtrot in shock. "Waitwaitwaitwaitwait. That was YOU! Oh my god it's all anyone is talking about in the music forums. And I goddamn know the guy now. This is absolutely brilliant. SO gonna brag about it to Neon later." he said, before falling back into the semi-comatose state he was in before.
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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #31 on: December 24, 2015, 11:04:24 pm »
"Ugh you got to be kidding me." Foxtrot replies as he looks back up. "This is so embarrassing, I don't even remember many kids songs either."

The scene on the news switches over to something more serious, the tone in the reporter much more stern. "In other news, local crime boss Tommy Verceti released a statement today. It's in regards to an unknown individual who foiled a large exchange of narcotics and weapons. Sources say the funds to secure the exchange have been stolen. No word from law enforcement yet as to how they will handle the situation."

Foxtrot sighs as he looks over to the tv, "Well at least I'm not that guy. Anyways, let's see if my phone is good to go." Looking over, he finds it halfway charged, "Ok, I can at least turn it on while it's charging." Turning it on, Foxtrot waits for his device to start up.
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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #32 on: December 25, 2015, 12:53:29 pm »
Dom reaches over to the first aid kit as he finishes cleaning Tinder's wound, grabbing the advil and tossing it to Metal, and grabbing the pocket knife and tossing it to Fox, "You two look like you need those." He looks at the TV as he starts threading a sterilised needle, looking back at Tinder as he hears this, "That wasn't you, right?"

Tinder shakes her head a couple times, "Nope, wasn't me. I would remember doing that." She looks back at Dom to smile at him before seeing the needle in his hand and shaking her head as she goes to stand up, "No no, you know I don't like stitches."

Dom sighs a bit and puts his hand on her shoulder to keep her from standing and hurting herself, "Yes, I know you don't like stitches but you need them. It's your own fault for going out and getting stabbed. So just calm down hon, I know what I'm doing."

Tinder frowns and nods slowly, stopping her squirming. "Fine." She sits still and watches the TV, letting Dom stitch the wound. She seems fairly unfazed by the process, she's had to do this many times before it seems.

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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #33 on: December 26, 2015, 08:07:48 pm »
Metal grabbed two of the Advil and swallowed them. "Ugh. I hope my head clears up soon." Metal growls. "So what does everyone have planned for later?"
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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #34 on: December 26, 2015, 10:53:26 pm »
"I still gotta find out what happened to my sister." Foxtrot answers as he looks over to his phone. Thankfully, it shows itself as fully charged and ready to go. He unplugs the charger and turns on the phone, passing the charger to Metal, "Thanks again by the way. Now let's see... uh huh... 25 missed calls, all from numbers I don't recognize... Photos of OH!" Foxtrot takes a deep breath and taps a few buttons, "Nothing at all. More pics that I will keep because they are awesome. Now text messages... Well then..." Foxtrot puts the phone down and looks at the others, "Uh... how can I say this? I am screwed in more ways than one."
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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #35 on: December 26, 2015, 11:09:49 pm »
Tinder looks over at Fox and raises a brow, "Yeah? Why, what happened man? Something on that phone clearly isn't very good." As she finishes her sentence she winces and glares back at Dom.

Dom continues working at the stitches and just sighs, "Stop moving and this won't take as long."

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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #36 on: December 28, 2015, 10:35:26 pm »
Foxtrot puts his phone down and looks over to Tinder, "Well other than some embarrassing photos I had to delete, I may have run into some trouble. Mostly involving a certain crime boss and his money. What's worse is that he knows it's me, and he tested me saying he's got something of mine. But I have no idea what it could be. I mean I have everyth- oh no." A sense of dread overwhelms him as he quickly returns to his phone and frantically scrolls through his messages.
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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #37 on: December 29, 2015, 07:25:47 am »
Metal looks at Foxtrot in shock. "Oh dude, you must have had one hell of a rager last night." Metal said, shaking his head in disbelief. "Creating a new trend of music, arguments at bars, screwing up the plans of a mob boss, and a hell of a lot of photos. I kinda wish I had a night like that."
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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #38 on: December 29, 2015, 02:11:44 pm »
Tinder picks up her own bag and grabs her phone from it, wondering if the contents of her phone will enlighten her to what happened last night. "You sure it was him and not just some prank or something? Because if that is him then you're in a whole lot of trouble, I've dealt with his people before, they are really not a nice group of people." She scrolls through her phone to see what's there, stopping at a video that she didn't remember and tapping the play button. Her phone bursts to life with the sound of what sounds like a fight, "Huh...oh, well then. Don't remember getting it that fight, but it looks like I won. I didn't get stabbed there, so goodness knows what happened for me to get this. How many fights did I get into last night?"

Dom peeks over her shoulder to watch the video before shaking his head, "You really need to stop drinking so much." He finishes the stitches and just starts bandaging it over to keep it clean.

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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #39 on: December 31, 2015, 03:58:42 pm »
"Sh!t, this can't be happening." Foxtrot says with extreme concern. He types a number and waits as it rings; after a few rings it picks up, "Niv, Niv! Are you ok?"

"Hey there buddy." a foreign voice says over the speaker. "How was your night?"

"Is this-" Foxtrot begins to ask before being cut off.

"Good ol Tommy, yup." the voice says with a chuckle. "I believe you have something some of mine."

Foxtrot takes a deep breath, "Look Tommy I-"

"SHUT UP!" Tommy screams, being heard throughout the lobby. "DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH YOU COST ME!? MONTHS OF HARD WORK WASTED BECAUSE OF YOUR BULLSH!T!" The room is silent as they hear this, all eyes focusing on the group. Tommy takes a deep breath and continues, "But I'm not worried, not one bit. Because you're going to fix it, and I have just the motivator for ya. Say hello sweetie..."

After a moment of silence, Nivalia's voice is heard through the phone, light sobbing and whimpering proceeding. "Fox? Is that you?"

Foxtrot gets up, bringing the phone closer, "Niv! Are you ok? Where are you?"

"I don't know. Fox, I'm scared." Nivalia answers, her voice trembling with fear.

Before she can continue, the crime boss chimes in again, "And that's all the time we have for now. Look kid, you bring me my money, and Niv here gets home safe, deal?"

"Alright, alright." Foxtrot answers, "W-where do I go?"

"I'll txt you the address." Tommy replies, "Get there by 1am sharp. I'll include the total amount in the message as well. See you then." As the phone hangs up Foxtrot falls back to his seat.
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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #40 on: January 04, 2016, 04:59:06 pm »
Tinder looks over at the phone with wide eyes as the conversation goes on, realizing the seriousness of the situation. As the conversation finishes Tinder shakes her head a couple times, "Oh man, that's really really not good. He's not one to bluff about stuff like this." She makes sure Dom is done bandaging her and then puts her new hoodie on. (This is the image on it, https://cdn-shop.threadless.com/products/2574/636x460design_01.jpg ) She looks back at Fox, "I really hope you have that money you stole, because otherwise you are gonna be in a whole lot more trouble then you are now."

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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #41 on: January 06, 2016, 08:06:59 pm »
Foxtrot plops the phone next to him and puts his face in his hands, "Ah sh!t... I'm done partying for a long while, like a week should do. Perhaps two weeks tops. Ok, ok I can handle this. I just have to find out how much I owe and see if it matches how much I have. If it's less... then do something about it and then pay Tommy the money." With a sigh he leans back on his seat and looks up at the ceiling. A moment later his phone chimes, Foxtrot plucking it up and looking at the screen, "Ok, I got the address... And I owe... a million euros? What the- why euros!?"
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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #42 on: January 07, 2016, 07:00:01 pm »
Tinder turns to face him as she hears that number, she's honestly a little impressed that she managed to steal that much while drunk. She leans back on the couch as she tries to think, "Alright, so you need a million euros. How much do you have now, is it anywhere close?" She scratches at the bandages on her back, getting annoyed with them already. "If you don't have enough I can try to help, I can steal some stuff and help you find where you managed to loose that much money."

Dom notices her scratching at the bandages, lightly grabbing her hand and moving it away from the bandages. He just worked that hard to stitch and bandage that wound, he doesn't want her busting the stitches.

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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #43 on: January 08, 2016, 06:12:13 am »
Metal leans in from where he was sitting with a frown. "A million euros, eh? That's a lotta cash. I reckon I can help you pay it off if your a bit short though. I have a bit of saved money that was for a pet project of mine, but I can handle a few delays. Should be the equivalent of about a thousand euros in there." Metal get up and pulls out his phone, converting the amount of money in his account to euros. With a grin he turned to Foxtrot. "Would you look at that. I have twice as much as I thought. In any case, I'm happy to help if need be."
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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #44 on: January 08, 2016, 10:25:23 pm »
Foxtrot shakes his head at their financial offers, "Guys, thanks but no thanks. I got myself into this mess, and I plan on getting myself out of it. If you want to tag along by all means, sure. But before we do anything else..." He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out his wallet, opening it to reveal the foreign currency still inside. "Let's see how much I have to begin with." He places the bills onto the table, counting up to the last piece of paper, "Ok so out of a million I have... $800,000. Ok so I only need $200,000 more euros to go. Ugh I can't believe this is happening." Foxtrot let's out a sigh and leans back, looking up at the ceiling for a moment before returning to the table to place the money back in his wallet. "Well, at least it's not the other way around. Alright, I just need a second to think..." Leaning forward, he places his hands over his face for some time in silence before looking over to his phone again. With an inquisitive look, he plucks it up and begins going through it again, "Hopefully there's a lead on my phone, a text or call I missed that can lead us to the dough. Let's see... Ah! Here we go... 'Hey Foxy, loved the game last night. Even though you lost some moolah, I'm sure it was worth-' uh..." Foxtrot lightly blushes as he stops reading out loud, his eyes widening a bit as he reads on. "Well... I think I know where some of the money went. Let's see if we can meet this uh... person again." He sets up a reply message and begins typing, "Hey there, it's Foxtrot. Want to meet you again to talk. Got some time?" A moment of silence passes before his phone chimes again with a response. "Cool! I got an address and a lead!"
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