High Stakes IC

[boomwolf]

Bakios loks at the car, impresses a bit "Seems like I'm not the only thief around here."
He pauses, then adds "We need to find the other bank, and if we see anyone that is an easy target, we rob him. I jest hope I won't need to add murder to my record yet."

[Nycthemeron]

"We are not robbing anybody. And if you lay a hand on somebody whilst I know you . . . I will turn you in." Nicholas backs off from the car. "Now I'm going to get something to eat and some caffeine."

[MrEdwardNigma]

Jett
The prisoner ignores Trent's comment. He's staring at the shiv instead.
"C'mon, gimme the shiv, we'll kill 'em, you and me, right?"

mf11, Nyc and boomwolf
The car is still there. It's conveniently parked in front of a Starbucks.

[ForzaFiori]

Michael follows Nicholas into the starbucks, sitting at a table and waiting while he orders.

[boomwolf]

Keeping his bag in his hand, and his eyes on the car, bakios joins the two.

((He literally holds his bad all the time.))

[Nycthemeron]

Nicholas returns to the table with an enormous cup of black coffee and a panino. Sitting down he sips at the small bucket sized cup. "Its hot, black and full of caffeine even if its terrible. Anyway, do either of you know about the other banks in this town?"

[Eldan]

Andrew turns round to Ian.
"That man there with the shell game could have a hint, but if he has it, he is being a little obvious. Well, I'll try the bank first. You could perhaps talk to him."
Then he walks straight into the bank and starts standing in line.

[deepsear]

"Er... Ok. A clue? Hmph."

Ian walks over to the man.

"Excuse me. What are the rules? How do I bet?"

[Reptilius]

Alan

Alan walks to the bank nearest to the bus stop and walks up to the counter.

"Excuse me, but I believe there is a vault here under my name? Alan Arlen?"

[MrEdwardNigma]

mf11, Nyc and boomwolf
You enjoy your meal at Starbucks.

Eldan
You reach the front of the line.
"How can I help you, sir?"

deepsear
The man looks at you and grins.
"We have a player, people!" he shouts.
"It's simple, sir, all you gotta do is guess what shell the ball is under. Three shells, one chance! You win, you double your money!"
He's still shouting all this, as if it's not only adressed to Ian but to everyone on the street.
"So, sir, how much do you want to bet?"
((Choose an amount to bet for and throw a d3 to determine whether you guess the location of the ball right. The man's hands move too fast to make out where he's putting the ball, so it's pure guessing. On a 1 you guess correctly))

Reptilius
You arrive at the Solomon & Sons bank. They do not, in fact, have an account in your name.

[boomwolf]

After a quick question for directions to the OTHER bank in the city bakios goes to the car calling "Lets more people."

[deepsear]

"Ten dollars. Here goes nothing."

He gives the man 10 dollars, and watches the man's hands intently. But, of course, loses track, and makes a "best guess".

(Sorry. I've found out through some trial and error just now that you can't see the first roll of a thread... Here's the roll.)

[Nycthemeron]

"Fine lets go, but I'm not driving. I'm too tired and I hate it."

[MrEdwardNigma]

boomwolf, Nyc and mf11
You arrive at the Max Corp Bank. There's a hot dog stand out front and a man behind a cardboard box, having people bet on under what shell the little ball is. Right now Ian (deepsear) is there, talking to the man.

The bank itself is a quite tasteful, modern building, made up with lots of grey marble and huge sheets of glass. Inside there are several desks, of which only one is still open. Andrew is at the front of the rather short line here. There's also some machines where you can pick up cash and some steel designer benches. On one of these benches are the hitchhikers, who were also on the bus. They seem to be planning to spend the night here.

A car pulls up and parks on the pavement. The black man who was on the bus with the rest of you jumps out and runs into the bank.

Deepsear
Ian wins the guessing game!
"Nice one, sir. However, instead of paying you, I got a nicer price in store for you. Unless you'd rather have the money, but believe me, you'll regret that choice"

[Eldan]

"Ah, yes. My name is Andrew Blake. Mister Burns stored something in a bank vault in my name. Sadly, he forgot to tell me in which one, but I assumed since this one belongs to him... Anyway, could you please check it?"

[MrEdwardNigma]

Eldan
"Yes, we do have a storage box in your name, sir. You do have the code, don't you?"

[Eldan]

Andrew gives the clerk a smile and puts his hand in his pocket.
Sure I do! Right here..."
He frowns.
"Strange. I must have left my wallet in the Car. Wait a minute, I'll be right back."
Leaving the back, he teams up with Ian again.
"Yep, it's in this bank. Now we just need the acess code. Any luck?"

[boomwolf]

Bakios runs to the bank, asking for a box under his name.

[Nycthemeron]

Nicholas steps out the the car, thanking Michael politely and walks into the bank. Putting on his best Euro-Aristo look he pulls out the diplomatic passport he walks up to the desk and attempts the same trick as he did in Soloman & Sons. "Excuse me, I wonder if you could help me, I have a deposit box in my name in this bank. Mr. Burns left it here for me, could you get it for me." He smiles charmingly, accent perfectly English and flashes his passport marked Name: The Hon. Mr. Nicholas L. Nuttall-MacDonalad, and also with the reason for diplomatic status; Father: H.M. Elizabeth II's Ambassador to The French Republic, Dr. Sir Jonathan H. Nuttal-MacDonald.

[MrEdwardNigma]

boomwols, Nyc and mf11
"We have accounts in both your names, but we'll need the access code"

[ForzaFiori]

Michael had been hanging back, because he knew there would be a catch. There is always a catch. When he heard about the code, he sighed. Yea, its nice to be right, but wouldn't it be nice to be wrong once? So guys, where you wanna look for this code?

[boomwolf]

"Funny, I don't remember Mr. Burns mentioning a code." says bakios to the clerk. "Now if you don't mind, I was told to deliver the contents of that box, today."

If the clerk refuses bakios asks for his name ("Why?", "So I can tell Mr. Burns who's fault it is that the package was net delivered on time.")

[JettWilderbeast]

Trent
Trent still refuses to hand over theshiv stating; Look lets just try that door, if we know its open we can run if the fight doesn't go our way yeh?

[Nycthemeron]

"Of course. I'll call Paris and pull my father out of his meeting to get it. Its diplomatic business you know." Nicholas tries to balance the combination of willingness and persuasion as he pulls out his mobile.

[MrEdwardNigma]

boomwolf, mf11 and Nyc
"I'm sorry sirs, but not even the bank can open your safe without the combination"

Jett
"Yeah, yeah, sure, but gimme the shiv, all right?"

[boomwolf]

Bakios mutters some exotic curses, half of them invented on the spot.
He turns to his "allies" and asks "Got a phone? I have an idea."

[Reptilius]

Alan

"Sorry for the trouble."

Alan goes to the nearest wi-fi spot (probably a coffee shop, they're everywhere these days) and fires up his laptop. He searches for a map of St. Joseph on the internet.

[JettWilderbeast]

Trent
Ignoring the guys request for the shiv Trent walks over to the locked door and starts trying out keys on the key bunch for the locked door.

[MrEdwardNigma]

Reptilius
Alan has no problem finding a map of Saint Joseph Town.

Jett
You manage to unlock the door, which apparently leads to a break room. There's a table with some mugs of coffee on it, a vending machine, a cart with dirty laundry and several chairs. One of the cops seemed to have been cleaning his shotgun here, because it's on one of the chairs. Your friend doesn't seem to ahve noticed it yet though, as the table blocks out his view of it. There's also an emergency exit, but it's more than likely rigged with an alarm.
"Brilliant, the door is open! Great! Now gimme back my shiv. I only borrowed it to you, remember?"

[JettWilderbeast]

Trent
Trent takes the room in, realising the exit is probably alarmed he comes up with a plan, he moves round the table saying; Sure, sure I'll give it back. Trent pockets the pistol and now picks up the shotgun. He is now holding a shotgun and the shiv. Here is your shiv.Trent throws it at the guy as hard as he can. He then runs to the emergency door and through it.