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Darth Ghranna Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 7:34 pm
 A very nice restaurant and nightclub that serves the finest of Spanish and Mexican cuisines. Patrons will be treated not only to delicious food but also floor shows exhibiting the finest of Spanish singers and dancers. If you are one who loves to dance than this would be the club for you. The music here is lively and you may learn the salsa, tango and other such famous ballroom dances known for their passion.
This place also has another side it is the headquarters of the Spanish mafia. If you are not careful or you poke your nose where it does not belong you may find more excitement than you bargained for. If however the fiery Spanish blood flows through your veins you may find a job that could quickly have you swimming in the dough.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 4:38 pm
Arturo Rivera Arturo Rivera watched the floor show of the flamenco dancers. He puffed his cigar and took a shot of his whiskey. The Bull Fighter was a successful club and Arturo could not help but smile. He had inherited all of this from the last don, who had been more of a father to Art than his real father. Whereas Arturo father was weak, Don Javier put fear into everyone who crossed his path. Arturo had quickly become the son Don Javier never had and taken on his traits as well. One of his men whispered from behind him. He was needed in his office. Arturo let out an annoyed sigh, which made the hitman cringe. Arturo led the way to the office. "¿Qué es tan importante?"("What is so important?") Arturo asked, clearly annoyed. "Ella ha ido el jefe" ("She's gone boss,") the man replied. Arturo pressed the bridge of his nose in agitation. Esperanza was always doing this. The woman was so predictable. It seemed every night she was gone. And why bother telling him that she was missing. They should be out know looking for her. Arturo ground his teeth. "Así, a continuación, encontrar su!" ("Well then find her!") he ground out.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 7:26 pm
Arturo Rivera Arturo called another one of his men into his office. "Encontrar al hombre llamado a Brian Tate. Él es un oficial de policía." ("Find the man named Brian Tate. He is a police officer.") The man seemed a little confused that his boss wanted a cop. "Él es un policía torcido." ("He is a crooked cop.") "Vamos a ver si puede encontrar Esperanza." ("Let us see if he can find Esperanza.") The man quickly left the room. Art lit another cigarette and poured himself a shot of whiskey.
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 3:38 am
SIC VIS PACEM PARA BELLVM Gerulf parked his car out front and walked into the restaurant. He decided to completely ignore the time on the card and was most definitely earlier than 8. He walked up to one one of the waiters pulling the trunk of "Floor Models" (he had the foresight to put wheels on it) from his car. "Guten tag, Ich am looking for a Rivera."
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Byakko Yasutsuki Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 7:28 pm
One of Rivera's men, did not quite understand the man that had walked in. But he did hear his boss' last name. He gestured for the man to follow him
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 7:32 pm
Arturo Rivera Art looked over some of the paperwork that was to be filed. Since his wife wasn't around to do it and his men would not do it properly, Art took it into his hands. There was a knock on the door. Art looked at the clock on the wall. If it was the weapons dealer, he was early. Arturo sighed. "Enter," Art said.
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Byakko Yasutsuki Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 12:17 am
SIC VIS PACEMPARA BELLVM Gerulf thanked the man who had brought him and walked into the office dragging a decent sized trunk on wheels. "Guten tag mein herr, Ich am Gerulf. Gerulf Albrecht Schreck. You vanted to see me?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 7:54 pm
Arturo had picked up the English language quickly, but it had always been easier to speak Spanish within his circle. However, he had never picked up the German language as well as the English. But Art knew what this Schreck fellow had said. "Buenos tardes," Arturo began. "Si, I did want to see you." Arturo hoped that the language barrier was not going to be difficult. He's English was laced with his Spanish accent. "I'm in need a few weapons. One of my men found out you sold them. I am interested." Arturo walked over to a cabinet, opened it, and removed two shot glasses with a decanter of whiskey. "Care for a drink?"
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Byakko Yasutsuki Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 2:13 am
SIC VIS PACEMPARA BELLVM "Si, Bueno. Ich hope you will forgive me, mein Spanish ist nicht very gut unt ist Castillian on top of zat." Gerulf takes off his hat and sits down. "So, vat kind of guns are you looking for?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 4:47 pm
Arturo RiveraSo the man did know Spanish. And Castillian! Arturo would have to keep this man on his good side, because Arturo had never trusted Krauts. He wondered momentarily how many other mob bosses hired this man? "Well then mi amigo, at least we both speak English." Arturo poured himself and Schreck a glass, then sat down at his desk. "I'm afraid I never introduced myself," Art said. "I'm Arturo Rivera." Art glanced down at the papers in front of him, looking for one in particular about the weapons. "Ah," he said as he found it. "I'm interested in basic pistols and shotguns."
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Byakko Yasutsuki Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 7:04 pm
SIC VIS PACEMPARA BELLVM Gerulf took his drink and sipped a bit before putting it down. "Pistols Ich have many of. Treanch-guns, not so much. I deal mostly in other close quarters veapons as vell as..." Gerulf opens his trunk and pulls out several mechanic's tools and a few odds and ends as well as a sheet of wood. He then takes out a large assortment of handguns. A Webley and a Colt, two different types of Mausers, a Luger, a scale model of a Madsen machine gun, and what looks like a rifle that has had stuff sawn off. Nodding to the maxim and the sawed-off, "some more interesting items..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 7:58 pm
Arturo Rivera"The Colts are a must," Art said. He rubbed his chin as he pondered what else to get. "And maybe the machine gun. What do you recommend?" ((OOC: sorry I haven't posted in awhile! school work piling on))
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Byakko Yasutsuki Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 3:30 am
SIC VIS PACEMPARA BELLVM Picking up the sawed off, "Zese is a nasty piece of verk, but Ich only haff drie at ze moment. I am verking on getting a smith to verwandeln more..." Reaching into the trunk once more he pulls out a pair of sub-machine guns. "Von of zese ist usaully vat Ich suggest instead of shot-guns. Zis," holding up one "ist ze MP18, german maschinenpistolen, unt zis" holding up the other "ist ze Russian PPD-40." After setting the two down in front of him Gerulf takes out his pipe. "I also have Thompsons."
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2012 7:34 pm
Arturo RiveraArt looked at all the weapons before him carefully. "I'll take the machine guns as well," he said. "How much for the guns?"
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Byakko Yasutsuki Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 2:00 pm
SIC VIS PACEMPARA BELLVM Gerulf puts the guns back in the trunk carefully. As he does so he says to Arturo "Señor, Ich do nicht sell mein veapons piecemeal. Ich sell zem in bulk. So vich model or models vould you like. Ich have most of zem in multiples. Anything German Ich can get very easily. Other things Ich can get soon enough" He finishes putting the false bottom in the trunk and sits back down to enjoy his drink.
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