A different bonnie and clyde (privilegedXchore & jakan)
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				Title: <strong>A different bonnie and clyde (privilegedXchore &amp; jakan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jakan</strong> on <strong>10-06-2009, 10:11:45</strong>
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				A stranger pulled into the small town. He was looking for a place to rent. He found a place on the edge of town hidden away. He was tall, good looking, wore a tailored three piece suite, and a hat. He obviously came from the city. What wasn't obvious is that he was coming straight from working as a hired gun for a notorious gangster. He had seen his share of gun fights and was carrying a gun in a holster under his suite.<br><br>He payed rent up front for the month. The town was close to the state line, given the law, the police couldn't cross state lines. Which made this place perfect for him. He was branching out on his own, and was looking to knock over a few banks. And the house was bare and he could run at any point. It made for a fast get away. And as long as he paid rent no one needed to know his name.<br><br>He didn't speak much and didn't offer anything extra. No one asked him much either, he kept to himself. He went to the only place in town that actually had alcohol. Thanks to prohibition, hardly anyone served it anymore. He sat in the back finished his drink and left. He went home and slept. It was going to be a long week.<br><br>He crossed state lines and rented a hotel room in a small town. He was there to watch the bank. He decided to watch it for a while and see the regular routine. He noticed the workers, guards, shift changes, and when deposits were made.<br>Only thing left was to see the inside. He decided to go in and open an account.<br><br>He walked in and was greeted by a female bank teller.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A different bonnie and clyde (privilegedXchore &amp; jakan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>11-06-2009, 06:30:28</strong>
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				Marie, a simple bank teller was sighing with boredom as she clicked the gum in her mouth loudly. She enjoyed her job, it was nice being able to work. Most of the money went to help her ailing parents, who had just moved to a warmer desert climate to help her fathers breathing. She was an only child and was finally feeling like she could be herself because her parents were a few days drive away from her, and the train would take a little less. <br><br>Because of her new found freedom she had just cut light blond hair to a very short new style most other single girls her age had also been doing in the city. Out where she was living however it wasn't very common and she had heard an earful from her boss this morning about how it was very unbecoming of a lady to have a haircut that made her look like a boy. She was worried he would fire her for cutting her hair, but he did not. She frowned slightly at the thought of having to find another job, she didn't want to learn how to type or use a switchboard.<br><br>A rather attractive man had sauntered in the front door of the bank. She flashed him a smile and nodded to him. "How can I help you today?" She asked brightly, her brown eyes meeting his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A different bonnie and clyde (privilegedXchore &amp; jakan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jakan</strong> on <strong>11-06-2009, 08:36:41</strong>
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				He nodded to the young lady, then turned to look around the bank. It appeared that he was taking in the inside of the bank. But he was actually checking out everything about the place. It was just one glance around the room but he had already learned so much. Security was almost nonexistent. He was taught to take in every detail in just one glance.<br><br>The bank wasn't very busy. but he already knew that. He learned what times it was busy from watching it the last couple days. He picked the slowest time of day to enter the bank. He left his car running out front. He wasn't expecting to be long, or run into any trouble. His only concern was getting out before the police showed up. <br><br>He looked back to the young lady. "Hi, how are you this morning?" he asked.<br>He pulled some bags from within his coat along with his gun. "Fill these up. Make it quick. And once you're done bring them to the door." He walked back to look out the door. He didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. Turning back towards the middle of the bank. "OK, everybody on the ground and no one gets hurt." He said, motioning downward with the barrel of his gun.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hurry up with those bags." he said, as he noticed someone walking up to the door. The man noticed everyone on the floor. He didn't have time to stop the guy from running away. "OK, hurry up. The cops will be here shortly, and then some of you are more likely to get shot if there is a shootout. So hurry up."<br><br>It wasn't long before he was done talking, that sirens could be heard out the door.<br>"Too late. Everyone stay down. You come here." he said to the young girl, as she finished pulling the bags toward the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A different bonnie and clyde (privilegedXchore &amp; jakan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>11-06-2009, 18:58:00</strong>
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				Marie's eyes went wide as she watched the man pull out the bags and give them to her. She quietly gasped with horror when the gun was drawn, her heart sped up as he circled the room. She didn't feel scared like she had thought she would when this happened, because her boss had told her one day this would most likely happen, but she didn't think it would happen after working there for the past 3 years without an incident. However today was much different than she had anticipated. Her eyes looked around the room at the few customers on the ground, she couldn't contain the nervous smile as she watched him assert so much power with such little effort.<br><br>Marie quickly as possibly did as the man asked her. Her hands shook as she piled more and more money in the bags. When she was hired she had been warned about. <em>Do as the man said and hopefully cause you're a doll, you won't get killed.</em> Her bosses words floated in her head as she bit her lip as she walked with the bags to the criminal.<br><br>"Her-here ya go, Sir." She stuttered nervously as her heels clicked against the tiled floor of the bank. She could hear throughout the room whimpers and muffled cries as the man swung around to meet her. She held out the money to him, hoping he would just take the bags and leave the bank before anyone got killed like he had forewarned about.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A different bonnie and clyde (privilegedXchore &amp; jakan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jakan</strong> on <strong>10-08-2009, 21:42:35</strong>
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				"Alright, everyone behind the counter now. Except for you." He said, grabbing the arm of the female teller. "You stay right here by me." He motioned for the people to hurry up. Waving his gun through the air seemed to do the trick as people began to scurry behind the counter. "None needs to get hurt, but you need to do as you're told."<br><br>He slowly walked over to the door. After assessing the situation outside, he quickly turned and walked back to the young woman. You're gonna help me out of here and everyone will live. If you don't help me, well I can't make any promises that someone won't get shot. So, what's it going to be?"<br>He didn't wait for her answer. "Does this bank have a back door?" he asked, "or how about any windows in the back?" <br><br>He started moving towards the back of the bank. "Can you carry one of the bags? And do you own a car? If so, where is it parked? Come on I don't have all day." He said, as he moved his gun, motioning her to move faster.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A different bonnie and clyde (privilegedXchore &amp; jakan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 04:39:09</strong>
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				Marie tried to keep her eyes on the gun as he paced around the room, ordering everyone else behind the counter. She nervously held her hands in front of her as she tried to make her brain start thinking. He had just asked her so many questions.<br><br>Her mouth felt like it was glued shut. She stared at him slightly, willing her brain to move. "The bank doesn't have a back door, just a side one to the alley. But that's blocked usually by bread truck from Sally's bakery next door. There's just one tiny window on the side of the door. You can't see anything from it." She shook her head trying to remember what else he had asked. She began to follow him around towards the back of the bank. "I don't drive. I only live right up the street, so I walk here." She said as she looked to her boss as he glared at them, with his money in his hands. "Mr. Barshowitz has a car, and its parked usually on the other side of the bread truck... But I don't think its fast." She finished as she took one of the bags from him.
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