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Post by amw on Oct 21, 2007 2:14:29 GMT -4
Stepping through the hospital hall, two men dressed in red, black, and white camoflage clothing were slowly approaching the front desk. The shorter of the two had short braided hair hanging from his head that was held upward with goggles. The taller of the two had a hat that was tilted, cornrow styled hair, and dark black glasses. The shorter one leaned in on the desk and looked at the woman across and asked...
Remmy: " 'Sup there lil' mamma? Ayo', you mind telling me where Adrian Taylor and Jayceon Mercer-Williams rooms are at?"
The woman looked up from the desk and responded...
Nurse: "What's your relationship with them?"
The taller man responded to her before Jin Remmy...
Felony: " We're close friends with them. We're here to visit them. That good enough to see them?"
Nurse: "Yes. We just need to screen visitors. You know they are victims involved in a crime that was recently committed here."
Remmy: " I'm WELL aware of that. You ain't even gotta mention that to us. So we cool to go or you got something else you need to ask us?"
Nurse: " I see. No more questions. But we do ask that there only be two at a time when it comes to visiting them. No on is in there right now, so you'll be the only two in there for now. Adrian is in Room 23 and you'll find Jayceon in Room 27."
Felony: "A'ight. We out."
The two men then proceed on down the hall to the two rooms. Not knowing what conditions that their close friends will be in.
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Post by The Trigger on Oct 21, 2007 2:56:19 GMT -4
Unbeknownst to everyone within the hospital, there was someone who did not belong. Of course, you wouldn't be able to tell this for he had been disguised. Dressed to look like he was just one of the people who worked at the hospital. Dressed up in the "scrubs" uniform that surgeons wore that the doctors at this hospital wore. He had his cap over top of his head and the face mask hiding all but his eyes. The man made his way down the hallways with a clipboard with the information for one Adrian Taylor and one Jayceon Mercer-Williams. He was on his way toward Rooms 23 and 27 and wasn't going to let anyone get in his way to stop him. How do you think he got this uniform? Not letting ANYONE getting in his way. Get the picture? He walked right past two men pretty quickly. Giving off the impression that he was in a hurry and needed to get to a patient quickly. He continued down the hallway and saw the two rooms right ahead of him. He felt he needed to get the jobs done. The bullets unfortunately did not do the job. But he needed to eliminate the targets, and doing it himself is the best way to do so. He decided that the first one that got away would be the first to be put down. That one was Adrian Taylor. Better known as Tha Infamous 187 to the rest of the world. He arrived at Room 23 and pushes the door open to let himself in. He stepped into the room and let the door close behind him.
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 21, 2007 14:02:40 GMT -4
Cross made haste in making his way towards the hospital where his fallen brother still lay unconscious and still motionless. Tha Infamous 187. Hearing word of the assault of their Regime brother back home in Nevada confirmed him that this invisible enemy they were being forced to combat weren't the type of individuals to leave "jobs" undone. A little under an hour passed before his vehicle was pulling into the parking area of the hospital, making his way towards the front of the structure before him. Within seconds he had exited the car, not even sure or concerned if his place of parking was allowed. Yet at this moment in time he could have cared less. The undeniable feeling of a possible threat to his brethren had overwhelmed him. Coupled with the unanswered calls to both Laura & Damian during his trek back here only worried the man who would be King even more so. The double doors to the entrance slid open perfectly on cue as his steps carried him into the building, his steps carrying him towards the nearest elevator to begin his descent to his fallen brother's place of rest and recovery...Hopefully to find that all was indeed well.
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Post by amw on Oct 21, 2007 14:30:28 GMT -4
Jin Remmy raised an eyebrow as he watched the doctor hurry past him. But he just shook it off, it's a hospital. People get rushing around the place here. So he just looked back up at Young Felony as they were continuing their way to Jay Crack's hospital room. Remmy went on with the conversation they were having...
Remmy: "Sh*t is bonkers man. It's insane. I got the call from Crack about this sh*t a few days ago. I ain't had my phone with me cause I was tied up with something blonde, blue eyed, and ya know. Hahaha! But for real, I checked my voicemail later. Crack was on there. Tellin' me and you to go searching for someone boastin' about poppin' Murda. Ya know? Then I end up having another voicemail to check. I had two voicemails. The other one talkin' about Crack gettin' popped. It's on some crazy sh*t. Ya know?"
Felony: "I hear ya. That's some surreal type of sh*t going on there. Niggas tryin' to get us for something. Probably some jealousy type sh*t. Or payback. They say paybacks a mothaf**ka."
Remmy: "Nah, I don't think it was anybody like that though homie. I really don't. The way he was talkin', don't sound like no niggas from the block is doing this sh*t. It's on a whole different level. The people we pissed off back home ain't got no f**kin' sniper rifles. I know that sh*t for a fact. We talkin' military guns here. None of that sh*t we find in the shadows of some dark alley in the back of some nigga's van. Nah. We talkin' exclusive heat here."
Felony: "True, true. Military guns is hard as hell to come by. Ya gotta know someone to get that sh*t done. And we know all them cats back in Compton. They ain't got no connects like that. I don't know. Either someone got it out for us or Murda and Crack involved in some deep sh*t."
Remmy: "I don't know if they after all of us though. Cause I hear they poppin' other dudes up around this area. Ya know that squad The Familia Regime?"
Felony: "Yeah. Murda told me about that before. Got a whole team just doing damage out here in Canada is what I was told."
Remmy: "Yeah. They even sending shots at them cats. That's what I hear. So it might be them boys got into some trouble and Murda and Crack was helping them. Then they decided to retaliate. It's on some different sh*t. I'm tellin' ya. Sh*t is bonkers up here."
The two men arrived at Room 27 before they got to Room 23, so they decided to check up on Jay Crack first. Jin Remmy pushed the door open and stepped into the room. Young Felony followed in behind Remmy.
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Post by The Trigger on Oct 21, 2007 14:57:06 GMT -4
Within the confines of Room 23, he turns around to face the inside of the room. He slowly walks forward into the dimly lit room and looked around. He found the body of Tha Infamous 187 laying unconscious in a hospital bed and hooked up to machines. A grin forming on his face beneath the surgeon mask as he gazed upon his handy work. Laughing slightly to himself, he goes on to say...
"Ahh... 'Ve meet again Mr. Taylor...."
He slowly began to approach the hospital bed. Looking down at the man in the coma. Then he set the two clip boards down on the bed, beside Tha Infamous 187's body. He began to reach behind his back, underneath his shirt. Searching around for something he had behind his back.
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Post by cookthatshiz on Oct 21, 2007 15:29:59 GMT -4
Laying in his own bed, the man known as Jay Crack was bandaged up and hook to machines himself. Agonizing pain was felt through out his body from the sniper rifle bullet he had taken to his torso. He knew he shouldn't have been by himself. It would have probably been better for him to have taken Kasino or Dice with him on his trip. Stupid mistake on his part to be traveling alone. An even more stupid mistake was mouthing off to the woman on the phone. He was angry, so you couldn't blame him for reacting the way he did. His best friend and his half sister had fallen victim to guns. But maybe if he was more rational about his approach when he spoke to her, he would have been able to anticipate this attack more. It was too late now. He was fortunate enough to have survived the assassination attempt made on his life. Also, he had kept his consciousness, which had to only be a miracle as well. The sound of the door opening of his hospital room had caught his attention. He looked over to the see who it was and when he saw, it brought a smile to his face to see a couple of friendly faces. He was surprised that they had even thought about coming to Canada. They'd have to be cautious in this place if they wanted to leave this country with their lives. Jay was able to muster up the strength to say...
[glow=red,1,0]"Whattup man...? When'd you two get in here?"[/glow]
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Post by amw on Oct 21, 2007 17:28:55 GMT -4
Remmy: "Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn! They f**ked you up something bad! Wrapped up looking like a damn mummy in that bed. Hahahahaha!"
...Was Remmy's initial reaction when he saw the condition that Jay Crack was in. Felony raised an eyebrow as he looked over at Remmy laughing and poking fun at Jay's appearance in the hospital bed. He really had no sensitivity in that brain of his. Felony shook his head and laughed to himself. Remmy was crazy. That's why they liked him. Then Felony looked over at Crack as they walked closer to the hospital bed and said...
Felony: "Anyways... They got you good though Crack. You got any clue of who might have did this to you?"
Remmy: "Probably someone with a grudge. Whatchu guys getting involved in? Mob niggas? Triad niggas? Yakuza niggas? This sh*t ain't your everyday gangsta walking the street kind of work here."
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 22, 2007 10:33:38 GMT -4
The elevator doors slid open at a slow rate, His Majesty stepping off of the car into the corridor where his fallen Familia brother was being held for the past few weeks following the most unfortunate incident. The entire ordeal continued to play through his thoughts in vivid detail...Still attempting to determine just whom had chosen them as their "targets" . What was their drive to do such a thing. He thought to himself as his steps continued towards the room in question, that the female he had spoken with briefly before the incident with Tommy seemed to be quite informed about the stable, as well as it's sub branches as well. They had surely done their share of research concerning the "family" and were primed and poised to use each and every piece of information they possibly could to gain the upper hand in this war of theirs...And thus far...They had been quite successful and efficient at doing so...
A few minutes passed before he found himself passing his Regime brother's room. Mr. Williams seemed to have...Visitors? A brief moment of glaring through the glass of the room door's window and he could clearly see the man was in no position that would bring any more harm to him. He seemed to be in the presence of friends as of now. Good he thought. At least he knew that Mr. Williams would in fact be in the company of family so to speak. Nodding his head towards his Regime brethren he continued further down the corridor, heading towards the room of his Familia brother, Adrian Taylor.
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Post by cookthatshiz on Oct 22, 2007 15:32:42 GMT -4
Jay looked up from his bed and shook his head at Jin Remmy. He laughed to himself but it hurt to laugh. He then went on to respond to the two..
[glow=red,1,0]"I don't even know, man. I really have no damn clue who it was. I was actually calling you when it happened Remmy. I called you up and you wasn't there. So I left you a message on ya phone. Then the next thing I know, I'm getting this call from some broad talking this crazy sh*t. Going on about how she went on to knocking Murda and the rest of the homies. Talking mad sh*t about what she did to my homies and Kenisha. They got her too. Not too bad, just a flesh wound. But the point still stands they hit her too. Then the damn broad left me hanging. Just shut up for some reason and next thing I know after that... I'm getting shot. I don't even know where the hell the dude was shooting from. The bullets came from out of nowhere." [/glow]
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 22, 2007 16:15:07 GMT -4
Within minutes, His Majesty had once again arrived at the hospital room where his brother was located. Not even wasting a moment to knock, the door was instantly pushed open as he began to make his entrance into the room.
Immediately his eyes fell upon one of the doctor's who worked here at the hospital, his hand seemingly searching for something? Near the back of his own waistline. Instantly his eyebrow raising as he spoke up in volume...
I do hope I'm not interrupting anything sir...?
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Post by The Trigger on Oct 22, 2007 16:34:00 GMT -4
He stood straight up and quickly removed his hand from his lower back upon hearing another voice within the room. He raised an eyebrow and turned around to look at who was interrupting his work. He turns to see the man known to the world as King Vegas. Surprisingly alone. Oh, how he would love to kill two birds with one stone. But he would have to contain himself for the time being. He would not want to go against orders and dispatch this fool right here and right now. He simply regains his composure and responds, trying to conceal his German accent as best he could...
"Oh... No... You 'vere not interrupting anything. I 'vas just checking up on the patient..."
He looked back at 187 for a moment and then looked back at King Vegas.
"He seems to be doing quite 'vell..."
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 22, 2007 16:38:24 GMT -4
An intriguing and inquisitive look crossed His Majesty's face as he slowly made his way towards the hospital bed where his brother still lay motionless. A deep sigh as he slowly removed the dark tinted glasses from his brow, and turned to face the doctor once more...
I see. I see. Tell me doctor, are there any developments regarding his possible recovery? Anything at all?
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Post by The Trigger on Oct 22, 2007 16:50:37 GMT -4
Thinking upon his toes and remembering what he ready on the clipboards regarding the target, he replies back...
"'Vell sir... There doesn't seem to appear to be any signs of a possible recovery anytime in the near future. Brain activity remains but nothing more. No movement. No reactions to anything. Nothing sir."
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Post by amw on Oct 22, 2007 17:12:43 GMT -4
Back in Jay Crack's room...
Young Felony and Jin Remmy were shocked to hear that even Jay's half sister was even involved during this whole little war being waged. Both shaking their heads as they couldn't believe their ears. Felony was the first to speak up after Jay had finished...
Felony: "Damn nigga... Sounds like a hit if I've ever heard of one... That broad probably had you scoped out from the get-go. She must have eyes all around here or something... Gotta think about it. She knew you was in that area. Where ever you were, she knew you was there. And just waited for the right moment in order to get you..."
Remmy then chimed in...
Remmy: "F**kin' A... B***h got connects. That don't mean sh*t though. Ain't like we ain't got connect of our own. Right? You don't think I'm going to let my two closest homies and ol' 'Nisha get hurt without there being some repercussions? F**k that sh*t. Me and Felony... We gonna stay in Canada. Figure out what's going down. Bust some heads if need be. Let their asses know we ain't f**kin' around."
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 22, 2007 19:17:34 GMT -4
Thinking upon his toes and remembering what he ready on the clipboards regarding the target, he replies back..."'Vell sir... There doesn't seem to appear to be any signs of a possible recovery anytime in the near future. Brain activity remains but nothing more. No movement. No reactions to anything. Nothing sir." |
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Post by The Trigger on Oct 22, 2007 19:42:49 GMT -4
Visions flooded his head as he stared at King Vegas. Oh, how he would love to just take a scalpel and plunge it into the cranium of the man before him. Or a good, old fashioned throat slitting would be just as gratifying. Or to go a step further and saw the head off of this man... Oh the possibilities a mad man had at his disposal in this room... But he snapped back into reality. Grinning from ear to ear as he stared at King Vegas, but was concealed behind that surgeons mask covering his face. He began to nod his head and responded to him with...
"Yes... All 've can do now is hope... Hope for the best und and pray the coma doesn't become his undoing... That 'vould be most horrific is such un event 'vas to happen..."
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 22, 2007 19:56:22 GMT -4
Hm...Now THAT doesn't sound like something a doctor should say concerning one of his patients. By theh way...Might I ask your name sir? I don't recall seeing you during the past few weeks.
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Post by The Trigger on Oct 22, 2007 20:07:02 GMT -4
Damnit. Oh well. He's not a doctor. He doesn't know the way they acted about patients. Not a big screw up. He looked down at the nametag on his jacket and reached up to take a hold of it. Then he held it out for King Vegas to see and responded...
"Doctor Gracie sir... You might not recognize me because this patients previous doctor has gone on what he liked to consider... A 'vell deserved und much needed vacation..."
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 22, 2007 20:24:37 GMT -4
Tilting his head slightly to the side, he crossed his arms across his frame before responding with sarcasm heavily present in his words...
Understandable. Perhaps even more of you should follow his lead. I'm sure given Mr. Taylor's condition, there's no need for you to...Hm...Speaking of...Question Dr. Gracie, what WERE you doing before I entered? If his condition isn't in fact getting any better...Why the visit? IF...You don't mind my asking of course.
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Post by The Trigger on Oct 22, 2007 20:57:04 GMT -4
He raised an eyebrow as he looked at the man, King Vegas.
"'Vell... 'Ve do need to check-up on out patients to see if there are any new developments. How can 've know his condition if we don't check up on him? It's not that hard of a concept to follow. 'Ve don't visit, 've don't know if his condition is getting better or 'vorse. Just because at this moment... He shows no sign of getting 'vell... Doesn't mean 've shouldn't check up on him once in a'vhile. Understand?"
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