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Post by Court Baron Butters on Oct 7, 2013 20:13:17 GMT -5
I watched carefully as the figure made his way into the bar more than obviously he was a cop, the badges and uniforms were obvious indications of this, I scanned the room, people seemed very friendly towards the fellow it is clear that people in this town respected cops, however they don't seem to respect the law given that they make illegal product.
I paused to read from the news paper a bit, while still watching the character for a moment, the waitress seemed very friendly towards him, and he to her, although he wasn't completely loved it appeared as though some gentlemen got up and walked away as he sat down.
"Hello there officer, i'm fairly new in town and I thought I would say hello, I'm Mr. Callaghan."
I figured it best to introduce myself, no reason to get off on the wrong foot with the local authorities considering I was working alongside them, Although it would be best not to give away my credentials as a detective, the department I'm working for believes there maybe police on the other side of the law.
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Post by Salvahkiin on Oct 8, 2013 2:52:06 GMT -5
Gianni sat happily, enjoying the food.
"This is some great cooking."
"Why don't you call up your daddy an' chalk this up to a family favor?"
Gianni's expression turned sour and scowled at Samuel.
"I could call up my daddy, and ask for a few more men to torch this place to the ground. 60-40 is good."
Gianni finished his quite nice meal, and stood up, and placed his plate on the sink, then walked back.
"Well, feller, I reckon I need to get on that delivery. If you're interested, I'd be glad to let you come with."
"Oh, that is a great idea. We'll follow from a distance in our car."
Gianni placed his coat on and waited outside for the Ballthrop boys to leave.
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Post by frostatios on Oct 10, 2013 16:07:01 GMT -5
Mark looked at his watch. He had successfully completed a good day's work of siting at his desk. He had busted a moonshine den the day before, so this left him entitled to do nothing for the next few days, at least he though it entitled him to do nothing. He had a radio, a newspaper delivered daily, and a fancy office. And he could inform the Mob to future alcohol raids, no doubt putting him in Mr Gianni's "Do not kill" list for a little while. Life was bliss.
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Post by GuardsGhost on Oct 12, 2013 12:09:56 GMT -5
Joseph sat down, elbows propped up on the counter and humming a little tune to himself as he waited for his cup of coffee. He rubbed his forehead, yawning slightly before shaking his head and straightening up. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the people retreating away from him and kept his eyes there, then turned as he was suddenly addressed.
"Ah? New in town eh? Well, welcome to our little piece of the South Mr. Callaghan. I'm Joseph -Gallaghan-. I'm guessing you're an Irishman yourself then? Well! Welcome to Virginia even more. It's a beautiful place, filled with lovely people."
He replied cheerfully, stressing the 'G' in his name after hearing that Callaghans name was so similar to his own.
"As you might have noticed, I'm with the local department around here. I ride the motorcycles." He stated with a hint of youthful pride in his voice.
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Post by lianna on Oct 13, 2013 2:07:02 GMT -5
(heading out of town again for work so skip me this time around)
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Post by BobbyKennedy on Oct 20, 2013 17:14:01 GMT -5
(Not a whole lot of free time, so short post, sorry)
The Ballthrop boys arrived to the Speakeasy and knocked on the door. A panel was slid back before they were let in, and all three of them began loading crates of corn whiskey into the back room. Samuel made his way to the bar and called for the Dr. Hester, the owner.
"We got everything you ordered, doc. Now how much do ya owe me?"
Raymond joined his brother at the bar and removed his hat.
"Well, everything's back there. Hey didja hear? We gots some mafia type down here to help out with business."
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Post by Court Baron Butters on Oct 28, 2013 20:38:45 GMT -5
"O' the motorcycles aye?" I chuckled to myself a bit before continuing "Hmm I guess that seems a little aggressive to me." I could only continue to laugh before reaching for my coffee and taking a small sip.
It appears that not everyone is has positive feelings towards this officer, I'll be sure to make a mental note of this I should likely ask more about the crime around this town...hmm how can I steer the conversation there.
"So you must be a patrol cop then eh?"
Hopefully he will mention his duties in his answer, the more information I can get from him the better.
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Post by Salvahkiin on Nov 19, 2013 1:07:46 GMT -5
Gianni stepped out of the car with his guard, and then they walked into the Speakeasy, from there, he sat down in a booth, and waited for the Ballthrop boys. They seemed like hard working folk, just looking to make a pretty penny wherever they could. His father would be impressed with their setup, which would get them a lot of money.
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Post by frostatios on Nov 20, 2013 13:01:14 GMT -5
(I really don't have anything to say at the minute, so count me out of the thread for a while until I find something I can do.)
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