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Post by dakota on Apr 9, 2005 21:56:49 GMT -5
[Both, let the fun begin)
MarinaView Park was full of people enjoying a sunny Saturday afternoon after two days of late spring rains.
[Sparks]
Sitting on a bench, Maria was surprised at how easy the snatch was as she checked out the purse she'd just nabbed sitting unattended near the hot dog stand. Even the mounted officer had missed the lift. Unfortunately, their wasn't much cash in the bag and the cell phone was one of those cheap disposible ones. As she rifled through the bottom, the phone rang.
(tag - Sparks)
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Post by shiivster on Apr 9, 2005 22:24:37 GMT -5
*looks at the phone and then answers it
'talk'
*then keeps the eye peeled for any possible problems that might arise from answering
[tag - phone voice]
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Post by dakota on Apr 10, 2005 5:02:51 GMT -5
"Good afternoon Miss Krause. I trust..." There was a long pause on the other end of the line followed by a slight chuckle before an electronically distorted voice began again. " Well, it seems there has been a slight wrinkle in my plan. Might I have the privilege of knowing who has interfered in my plans before I explain just how much trouble you've gotten yourself into, little theif?"
(tag- Sparks)
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Post by shiivster on Apr 10, 2005 12:12:49 GMT -5
*starts laughing 'now why should i do that?
'sorry, but i'm sure that whoever owned the purse will be ticked, but it was fair game. *looks about from under the bill of the hat*
'way i figure it, your .. miss Krause, was a fool, and couldnt keep her stuff safe, so what you want? .. a fool that cant watch a purse? or anything else for that matter cause most never leave a purse on a bench by itself .. or someone fast enough to know a good score when they hear one? like yours truely?
*sits up and pockets the money and then leaves the cards behind, and then tosses the purse into the bushes behind her, and moves off on foot, talking on the cell
[tag - voice]
[[btw - leaves no prints either .. gotta love the gloves]]
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Post by dakota on Apr 11, 2005 4:15:36 GMT -5
" My aren't we a brazen one." The male voice on the other end of the line chuckled. " Very well, keep your secrets. It is of little consequences. There is a man on a similar phone acrossed the park as we speak. Do you think you can locate him without any help? Help him with a task we have given him and you'll receive a score worth your while."
(tag - Sparks)
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Post by shiivster on Apr 11, 2005 13:47:16 GMT -5
'ooooo .. like thats gonna be hard '
*chuckles, "fine .. but it better be worth my time. $15.00 in the wallet isn't a lot for an unattended purse, but then again. I'm not the one that's gotta call her boss and say 'uhh .. can i have another phone? .. i lost my purse'
*snickers as she glides off on the blades 'the other side of the park? .. same kinda phone? .. oh this should be fun .. tell you what .. YOU can call me "sparks", the other ones on the .. well there ya go ..
*hangs up the phone, and glides along, looking for a man gabbing on a cheap toss away cell phone
[tag -any]
[[ooc .. whoops .. is on the in-line skates .. didn't notice that in my prior post .. sorry]]
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Post by dakota on Apr 12, 2005 4:50:00 GMT -5
The voice had started say something about Miss Krause as the phone was turned off , but it was garbled.
there are alot of people in the park as she crossed, many yaking on cell phones, but none match the description, except one older guy starting leaving the park, but it's too far to tell.
(tag - sparks)
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Post by shiivster on Apr 12, 2005 9:55:55 GMT -5
*like any young punk on the streets and high on life, circles the occasional person or takes the time to slow and stop to watch a street/park busker preform, and spreads her meager wealth with those that really need it.*
*glides along like a shadow on the inside of the park, following the older man to give the cell phone a good lookover, before zipping ahead to the other entrance. Mounting the 5 stairs, gains the street level, and backtracks, and stops aobut 10 feet away and pulls out her phone, and then looks at the old man's phone again.
'well your's matches mine, so i guess its you i was sent to find. if not, tell me now, and i'll tell chuckles when he calls back that i couldn't find you'
*grins .. white teeth showing from the shadows under the hat. the eyes, shift and watch the various people about them, as she backs up, making sure that her escape route and the back-up route has been taken care of. ever alert for danger and betrayal, remains cautious.
'you gonna get me now? .. *retreating enough to remain out of grabbing distance* 'but you're an old man. should be easy to outdistance you if needed, huh?
[tag - any/old man]
[[ooc .. let me know if i over stretched the game .. k? .. i have a tendancy to over reach the posts .. sorry]]
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Post by dakota on Apr 14, 2005 19:12:11 GMT -5
" Excuse me?" The man says, startled as he lowers his phone, giving a clear view that the phone he is using is clearly the model the disposible one is a knock off of.
He stares at Sparks in wide -eyed confusion before continuing. " Are you threatening me?" He seems to look past, then waves his free hand. " Officer. OFFICER!"
Glancing over her shoulder, she easily spots a beat cop approaching the park at the man's beckon. At the same time, the stolen cell phone rings.
(tag - sparks)
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Post by shiivster on Apr 15, 2005 12:37:15 GMT -5
*starts chuckling as she back steps .. and then doing an abrupt cross over glides off and leaves the old man behind as she turns a corner and coasts along slowly and answers the phone
'talk ta me chuckles ...'
*then glides along slowly minding her own business now and continues 'hope you got better info .. that old man wasn't the one i was to meet .. '
[tag - voice on the phone]
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Post by dakota on Apr 15, 2005 19:39:08 GMT -5
" You seem to be having a bit of bad luck, and with the clock already ticking...Oh look things are about to get more interesting. I'll have to call back when you aren't so busy." the phone went dead again as a police officer raising a hand at Sparks. " Just hold it right there." He raised his radio mic. "I got her right here. "
A voice on the radio replied laughingly" So maybe the extra cuellers were worth it."
"Shaddup" The cop replied into the mic and and released it. He looked back at Sparks. " Going somewheres in a hurry?"
(tag - Sparks)
( continued in Ch. 2 )
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