Post by Ledarias Cain on Feb 9, 2013 15:12:55 GMT -5
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CRIMINAL. BROOMSTICK. IDRIS ELBA. VIGILANTE/UNEMPLOYED/MUSCLE. DOHERTY MEMORIAL HIGH SCHOOL. 32 . ROUGH. STRONG. SERIOUS.
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,386,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true] [/style] | [style=height: 180px; overflow: auto; font-size: 9px;] It was a cold January morning, Ledarias was walking across Southbridge Street in his home town of Worcester. He made sure to look both ways when he crossed, you never knew what kind of idiot was driving around, especially this close to a college. He was wearing a heavy black coat and a wool hat, his hands dug deep into his jeans trying to fend off the cold attempting to claw its way into his jacket. He quickly made it across and walked past a local pizza place, the "Pizzeria Delight" as indicated by the massive sign. Past the "Delight" was a set of rugged houses that clearly showed their age, he walked down the driveway of the last house, right before a fenced off lot. Unbeknownst to him there were a pair of detectives parked in the parking lot of an Electrical Supply Warehouse just across the street, watching. The detective in the passenger seat leaned over and snapped several pictures of Cain with a camera, he then turned to his partner and began "Yo, is that him?" He showed him the screen on the back of the camera, which displayed the picture he had just taken. The detective in the driver's seat leaned down and pulled out a manilla folder, he rifled through pulling out a picture and compared it to the the camera display, "Yeah...yup thats him alright... Ledarias "The Shield" Cain" He then asked, "So what's his story, why are we following him? The detective in the driver's seat pulled a pair of reading glasses out of his coat pocket and puts it on as he begins reading through the manilla folder. "Let's see here, born and raised here in Worcester by a single mother... deadbeat dad, looks like the he ended up being a heroine fiend, ODed shortly after Ledarias was born." He pauses to continue reading through, skipping over miscellaneous facts, "Ummm... went to Doherty Memorial, a local High School, got involved in some petty stuff... like your average high school kid, nothing serious." Ledarias reaches the end of the driveway and knocks on the side door into the house. Someone can be heard coming down the steps, when the person reaches the bottom of the steps they distinctly yell out, Who dat be?! Ledarias cooly replies, "Yo, it's Diamonds' boy D." The voice from behind the door can be heard through the door yelling back up the steps, "Yo Diamonds, you know this sucka named D." After a moment the door opens and the man behind the door, a remarkably short man holds out a hand. Ledarias gives him daps. The detective in the passenger seat looked back to confirm which house Ledarias had walked into. The detective in the driver's seat pauses again, now with a surprised look on his face, "Enlisted into the armed forces... The Marines upon graduation, after he got through boot camp he was recruited into the Marine Commandoes... a counter terrorism unit." Now the detective in the passenger seat is surprised, "You're tellin' me this guy we're after is a friggin' Marine Commando, did actually do anything?! The detective in the driver's seat flips through a few pages, "He must've been... some kind of serious shit too... its all classified." The detective in the passenger seat replies, "So this guy is some kind of friggin American hero?! Why are we after him." The detective in the driver's seat continued reading, "Well when he got back here from wherever he was he wasn't to happy with the way things work now. You know with the mob running everything now... so he beats the shit out of a couple thugs harassing some kids and now the higher ups want to make an example of him... I guess the higher ups in the mobs want to try and prevent vigilante's from popping up." The detective in the passenger seat shook his head, "Man, when did we start working for the mob, this guy might actually be doing some good..." The detective in the driver's seat cut him off before he could continue, "No, he's not, he's committing a crime, just because its done with good intentions doesn't mean it isn't a crime. We're just foot soldiers, and we've gotta do our jobs." As they walk up the steps, the man says "Yo man, sorry bout that but you can't be to careful these days." Ledarias shakes his head as they enter the room and utters a monotonous, "Ain't no thing." As he steps through the doorway of Diamonds' apartment the distinct smell of Marijuana hits him like a brick wall. Ledarias starts, "Damn Diamonds, I see you're still slingin that grass. Ain't you grow outta that shit? Diamonds tosses the Xbox controller onto the table and gets up out of the massive leather recliner in the center of the room. He looks at Ledarias then walks over to him, shaking his hand and giving him a hug, "God damn, soldier-boy, they told me you became Rambo or some shit. What you up to besides crackin some mobsters' skulls?" The two men walk over to the kitchen and sit down at the table. Diamonds begins, "So what exactly are you lookin' for D, and why you lookin' for it here? I can tell you right now if you lookin' for protection you won't find it here. Ledarias looks at Diamonds to get a read on him, he paused and continued, "You know after I knocked those mob bustas around they've been comin at me." Diamonds nodded pulling a joint out and offering it to Ledarias who responded, "Nah I don't fucks with that shit." Diamonds nods and merely says, "Aight, just askin" he pauses to light the joint and continues, "Yeah we know the been comin at you, word is they even got the fuzz on you too, say you some kinda vigilante, we got ourselves a bona fide BatBusta." he chuckles to himself after he takes a long drag. As Diamonds lets out the smoke Ledarias picks up the conversation, "Look man, I know you and your bosses ain't tryin to fucks with the mob but all I want is some guns and some cash." Diamonds pauses, taking another drag of the joint, he holds it in while thinking and then lets out the smoke. "I know me and you have been boys since High School D, but you know I can't just give you free shit, what's in it for me and my boys." Ledarias pauses and continues, "I know them monsters are movin in on your game up here in the Woo," Diamonds nods, with a somewhat disgruntled look on his face, clearly showing Ledarias hit the nail on the head. "So y'all need someone to cause a distraction, I go in the city, fuck shit up, they gunna pull in, take care of they're house, ya feel me?" Diamonds pauses to consider Ledarias' proposition, "You know I can't make the call myself, I'll make a phone call right quick let you know. Diamonds cashes the joint and continues, "You mind chillin here for a minute while I make the call?" Ledarias nods, "You know a busta got nuthin to do and all day to do it." Diamonds chuckles, "Ain't you know it D, ain't you know it." Diamonds walks into his room to make the phone call to the higher ups in his gang. After some time Diamonds emerges from his room, "Aight D, here's the deal, we can get you some start up cash and some guns and equipment," Ledarias nods as he receives the good news, Diamonds continues, "but, you gotta hit the suppliers we want you to hit to get you some more." Ledarias looks upset, "Is that how you gunna do me Diamonds, make me your bosses bitch." Diamonds looks upset that Ledarias would accuse him of doing that, "Dammit D, you know how my bosses be, this was the best I could do fo you D, you can't get somethin fo nuthin." Ledarias sighs heavily as he considers it, "Aight Diamonds, we got a deal, but don't be sending me to do some fucked up shit or i promise you I'll be comin after your boys too." Diamonds chuckles, "Aight BatBusta, now lemme beat dat ass at Fifa" |
