[BR 2v2] Regular Customers

[JAVIER SANTANA]

[atrb=border,0,bTable]god's not gonna help you, son.[style=float:right; width: 100px: height: 100px; border: 5px solid 363636; margin: 0 0 1 12; ][/style][/style][style=width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; padding: 10 0; margin: 0 0 4 0; text-align: justify; border-top: 6px solid 363636; border-bottom: 6px solid 363636;] Javier walked inside the bank. It was empty, as usual. The last time he was here he killed a Vice Admiral and everyone who worked there, well, almost. He did bang the receptionist, but she liked it, in a weird way. Walking in, he noticed there were no guards at the bank. Weird. It was completely empty except for the receptionist, the same one he banged last time. Closing the blinds to the bank, he had made sure he kept himself on the down low, and blended in well with the crowds. Closing the blinds to the windows, he walked over behind the counter and watched the door. "Anyone here?" She smiled and shook her head. "Nope." "All right. Well take it off." He figured his partner in crime could just go ahead and start gathering the money while he watched the only way in. Making his way back around the front of the counter he drew his sword and leaned against it slightly. He'd have his way with her once it was all said and done. [/style][style=width: 400px;font-size: 10px; text-align: center;]tag Kai is dead- good fight. ▪ words who cares? ▪ notes listen all this takes a lot of getting used to, and you do get used to it--after a while[/style][style=opacity:0.7; font-size: 9px; text-align: center;]made by katya of pre & btn[/style]

[NARUKAMI NAGATAKA]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true] MURDER THE MAN WHO DEVOURED YOUR GOD. Bank robbing? This seemed a bit dishonorable...but it was whatever, anymore. Nagataka had been raised by the samurai, but he too was a pirate. And it was even more dishonorable to disobey the orders of his superiors, even if he didn't know his comrades much yet. But he followed the orange haired and eye-patched man into the bank, prepared to heist all their shit. Perhaps they'd even encounter a battle, who knew. But few would stand against a living legend like Javier. The man had jumped from crew to crew when they went belly up, over time creating quite the reputation and gaining quite the strength. Few would be able to stand against him and survive. Naga knew that he would probably fall if he were ever to challenge the man at this point. But then again, he really had no reason to. The man was his ally, and higher up. He didn't know him well yet, but he trusted him. He approached the bank vault with a clothe bag. "I've got the money." made by renni

[atrb=valign,top] owari no nagataka midnight behemoth pirates samurai

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[JAVIER SANTANA]

[atrb=border,0,bTable]god's not gonna help you, son.[style=float:right; width: 100px: height: 100px; border: 5px solid 363636; margin: 0 0 1 12; ][/style][/style][style=width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; padding: 10 0; margin: 0 0 4 0; text-align: justify; border-top: 6px solid 363636; border-bottom: 6px solid 363636;] By the time Midnight had the money and was out of the vault, Javier finished with the female and was back to his spot as the woman buttoned up her blouse. "Javi. What if...I was pregnant?" Javier seemed to ignore the female as Midnight came approached them, her words obviously loud enough for him to hear. Shrugging his shoulders, his sword drawn, he turned around and faced her with a friendly smile on his face. "Wanna see?" He asked romantically. She nodded, pushing her breast forth. "Yes....ye-" Lifting his sword, he impaled her through the stomach, and then pulled his sword back in a straight, fluid motion. Turning away, blood seeped onto the floor in a large pool of blood. "Bitches aint shit. Lets go." Approaching the door, he stood to the side, giving a few moments before he exited in case of an ambush. [/style][style=width: 400px;font-size: 10px; text-align: center;]tag Kai is dead- good fight. ▪ words who cares? ▪ notes listen all this takes a lot of getting used to, and you do get used to it--after a while[/style][style=opacity:0.7; font-size: 9px; text-align: center;]made by katya of pre & btn[/style]

[NARUKAMI NAGATAKA]

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He retrivied the money, collecting it all in the bag that he carried. It was quite a lot; he and Javier would be making good cash today. He didn't know yet what he'd use it for. Weapons? Armor? Food? Drink? Clothing? He'd be making about fifty million. The world was at his feet then. While he got the money, he heard Javier talking to the woman that was running the bank. She seemed to be obsessed or infatuated with him. He heard some comment about the woman being pregnant, and the next thing he knew she was dead on the floor, and Javier was out the door. He followed without comment, money in hand.

This job was just way too easy.

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[style=font-family: arial narrow; color: #2B3856; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase;]I saw the future as endless reaches, the skyline's promise, has left me faced with[/style][style=background-color: #2B3856; width: 450px; font-family: Courier New; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-top: 30px; ][/style][style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 9px;]freestyle (c) miles @ on the edge.[/style]

[AFRO SAMURAI]

Cash distributed by staff member Brook.

[JAVIER SANTANA]

[atrb=border,0,bTable]god's not gonna help you, son.[style=float:right; width: 100px: height: 100px; border: 5px solid 363636; margin: 0 0 1 12; ][/style][/style][style=width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; padding: 10 0; margin: 0 0 4 0; text-align: justify; border-top: 6px solid 363636; border-bottom: 6px solid 363636;]Javier walked out of the bank and sheathed his sword. No one had challenged them. Good, he didn't think they would. Taking his share of money from his partner, he closed the door behind him and looked around, seeing the guards approaching and coming back from their lunch break. Why the fuck did they leave the place open? Whatever the reason, it made it all the easier. Walking the opposite way, he blended into the crowd and headed back to the docks, his partner with him. -exit, no one opposed, 50 million Berri per character- [/style][style=width: 400px;font-size: 10px; text-align: center;]tag Kai is dead- good fight. ▪ words who cares? ▪ notes listen all this takes a lot of getting used to, and you do get used to it--after a while[/style][style=opacity:0.7; font-size: 9px; text-align: center;]made by katya of pre & btn[/style]

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