Post by $avage Life on Apr 10, 2012 23:14:19 GMT -5
*Sham*
-A small trail of smoke leaked from the thick lips of Sham as his dark brown orbs scan the entrance to Reece’s barbershop. The dark green Blade, in which he was seat, was strategically placed in the parking lot of ‘The Well-Stacked Pizza Co’ lightly kicked the sounds of ‘The Life I Lead’ by Tupac, while Sham allowed the potent marijuana fill his mind as well as the skies above him. The task was to meet up with this Blanco guy and see how they could benefit each other. LSO was on the rise and Sham was going to carry it on his shoulders with either allies to stand with or enemies to bury. Shit was getting deep with the whole snatch job that had been completed, it didn’t seem as the action sat with K.D. ‘Kane’, but as far as Sham was concerned, he was just following orders. A group of Balla’s had emerged from the barbershop and just so happen to take notice to the vehicle parked across the street. -c-
-Sham also took notice to the small group of three that had began to make their way across the street. Reaching underneath his seat, he removes his .38 special from underneath his seat, gives it a swift cock and places it atop his lap, as he takes in another lung-full of the intoxicating chronic smoke. The radio was then turned down as the Balla’s came within only a few short feet of the vehicle, but there seemed to be no animosity shown by the gangsters. A large cloud of smoke erupts from his lungs as one member speaks out. “You hea fo Benny?” The man say’s to Sham, while his companions moved abit closer to the vehicle. The driver side door was opened and Sham steps out of the car dressed in a pair of stonewashed black and gray jeans, that fell down to a pair of grey Timberland boots. His upper body was fitted with an oversized white t-shirt and in his right hand was that Revolver Rossi .38 special. -c-
- “Yea...i’m hea fo benny.” He says as he eyeballs the gangster, waiting for the confrontation to jump off. “Ten minutes he said.” Replied the member before the group makes their way across the street and up the block, leaving Sham to himself in the parking lot. Another drag from the cigar was taken before it was flicked to the side and his weapon was placed within the waistline of his jeans. With a steady pace, he makes his way across the street and enters the barbershop, awaiting the arrival of this overdue appointment.-e-
-10 mins later-
-The estimated time was ten minutes so it would be accurate to assume that Benny should be in the area at any moment. The AC inside the barbershop hummed lightly over the low tuned music that Reece allowed to flow throughout his small shop. The small moment of peace was then broken by the ringing of the stores phone. Reece answers then hands the reciever over to Sham, who had been seated in a nearby barber's chair. The conversation only lasted for a total of five seconds before the phone was returned to Reece and Sham stands from the chair and exits the shop. He then moves across the street and jumps inside the waiting Blade. The engine was started and the screams of his tires was all that could be heards as he speeds from the area, seem's the bosses had something better in mind.-
-A small trail of smoke leaked from the thick lips of Sham as his dark brown orbs scan the entrance to Reece’s barbershop. The dark green Blade, in which he was seat, was strategically placed in the parking lot of ‘The Well-Stacked Pizza Co’ lightly kicked the sounds of ‘The Life I Lead’ by Tupac, while Sham allowed the potent marijuana fill his mind as well as the skies above him. The task was to meet up with this Blanco guy and see how they could benefit each other. LSO was on the rise and Sham was going to carry it on his shoulders with either allies to stand with or enemies to bury. Shit was getting deep with the whole snatch job that had been completed, it didn’t seem as the action sat with K.D. ‘Kane’, but as far as Sham was concerned, he was just following orders. A group of Balla’s had emerged from the barbershop and just so happen to take notice to the vehicle parked across the street. -c-
-Sham also took notice to the small group of three that had began to make their way across the street. Reaching underneath his seat, he removes his .38 special from underneath his seat, gives it a swift cock and places it atop his lap, as he takes in another lung-full of the intoxicating chronic smoke. The radio was then turned down as the Balla’s came within only a few short feet of the vehicle, but there seemed to be no animosity shown by the gangsters. A large cloud of smoke erupts from his lungs as one member speaks out. “You hea fo Benny?” The man say’s to Sham, while his companions moved abit closer to the vehicle. The driver side door was opened and Sham steps out of the car dressed in a pair of stonewashed black and gray jeans, that fell down to a pair of grey Timberland boots. His upper body was fitted with an oversized white t-shirt and in his right hand was that Revolver Rossi .38 special. -c-
- “Yea...i’m hea fo benny.” He says as he eyeballs the gangster, waiting for the confrontation to jump off. “Ten minutes he said.” Replied the member before the group makes their way across the street and up the block, leaving Sham to himself in the parking lot. Another drag from the cigar was taken before it was flicked to the side and his weapon was placed within the waistline of his jeans. With a steady pace, he makes his way across the street and enters the barbershop, awaiting the arrival of this overdue appointment.-e-
-10 mins later-
-The estimated time was ten minutes so it would be accurate to assume that Benny should be in the area at any moment. The AC inside the barbershop hummed lightly over the low tuned music that Reece allowed to flow throughout his small shop. The small moment of peace was then broken by the ringing of the stores phone. Reece answers then hands the reciever over to Sham, who had been seated in a nearby barber's chair. The conversation only lasted for a total of five seconds before the phone was returned to Reece and Sham stands from the chair and exits the shop. He then moves across the street and jumps inside the waiting Blade. The engine was started and the screams of his tires was all that could be heards as he speeds from the area, seem's the bosses had something better in mind.-
