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Post by jacob on Feb 28, 2007 14:13:26 GMT -8
"Fine, I'll do it, just give me the money."
Jacob said, snatching the money out of a student's hands, and then counting it to make sure everything was there. He looked over at the guy, and then gave a smirk over at him.
"Don't worry, I'll get him out of the way, and if you don't have the rest when I'm done, you'll end up worse than he is."
This was a hit man service, having a picture of the guy he needed to beat down, Dylan, he planned on doing it strictly for the money. He needed it, this was for funding issues, he needed quick cash, and this guy gave him a good opportunity. He didn't know why exactly he needed to beat this guy, but Jacob didn't really care much either. He would get his job done, and then would go on with his day. Nobody would know about it, this would all just look like another fight Jacob got into, and it would be that simple.
Moving along the hallway, he needed a place to start in this school, but perhaps he would get lucky and find him quickly or something. He had enough information, knowing the guy went to this school, now it was just about him finding the person. Once that job was done, he would go, and then he would beat him down instantly. He began to ask around, acting casually, just saying the name 'Dylan', not showing the picture. All he simply said was that it was important when people asked 'why'.
"I hope he is actually here today, I want to get this over with, and pocket the rest of the money."
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Jason Harris
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Post by Jason Harris on Feb 28, 2007 15:24:38 GMT -8
So far it had just been a normal day of school. You know, classes, teachers, students fighting, all that good stuff. Dylan could be found going threw the mess of crap know as the inside of his locker looking for his text books. While he was doing that though there was someone down the hall asking questions about him, and someone else wasn't shy about answering them.
"Dylan!? He's down there," the girl pointed down the hall right to where Dylan was standing, "I can't believe him. The idiot made a simple, easy class hard for everyone. I wouldn't mind it if someone knocked him around a bit."
Of course Dylan couldn't hear anything the two of them were saying so once he found he stuff he started to walk down the hall to his next class.
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Post by jacob on Mar 4, 2007 17:17:07 GMT -8
OOC: Sorry for the late response.
Creeping up around students walking at a pace quicker than Dylan's, and yes, Jacob judged it, he would let himself catch up with ease where he would be right behind him. He wouldn't give him warning, that would make things too tricky, he would just attack and hope it was right. If it wasn't, Jacob would just have another random victim beaten on his hands, nothing too troublesome in the end. He would send a hard right handed palm strike right toward the back of the guy's head, hopefully being able to injure him right then and there. If he got the early attack to work, then he wouldn't need to worry as much about a challenge, Jacob just wanted to make this easy work.
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