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Post by Rhinn on Mar 27, 2012 11:26:39 GMT -5
"Semtex is $15,000 a pound, C4 is $8,000 a pound." Roger held up his hands to forestall any argument about the price. "And yes I know that is high, but the way the world is right now, it is easier to find diamonds than this stuff. No one is making it any more so the supply is severely limited. You can try homemade stuff, but I wouldn't suggest it. This is top grade, construction and military level explosive." He shrugged. "It's one of those take it or leave it items."
Meanwhile, Zoe turned her direction elsewhere. "Can I go down to the 3rd floor? I hardly have anything that is worth wearing. I can use some new gear."
Roger nodded. "Just keep the badge with you. As long as you are with me", Roger said, indicating Samuel, "you'll be fine."
Zoe nodded to Roger and then at Samuel. Then she headed back to the elevator.
On the third floor, she spent her time, finding clothes, boots, harnesses, tactical vests, and holsters that would fit her. Most were a matte black. Next she went down one more floor to the bladed weapons and took a look at some of their knives and decided on a set of 20 throwing knives, two katanas, and threw in a few K-Bars and a handful of machetes, all with the blade blued out so that it would not reflect light.
Going up to the 4th floor, she grabbed up 5 FN Scars, 5 TAR-21's, and 5 SOCOM's. Sending that all back down to room 4, she then picked up 2 crossbows with 100 bolts for them and then headed back up to Floor 7 to see what Samuel had bought.
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Post by Mikey on Apr 10, 2012 18:02:59 GMT -5
Samuel raised an eyebrow at the prices of the explosives they were thinking of buying. Semtex was superior to C4, but the price didn’t justify going for the Semtex. C4 would still do the job.
“We’ll start off with ten pounds of the C4. That should be enough of a stock for the moment.” He said. Eighty grand. Yeesh… But, if they ever actually needed it, it would pay for itself.
“Also… Throw in a few of those M203’s. Let’s get some HE, frag, buckshot, and smoke rounds. We’ll go… Ten of each.” Samuel said. That would about cover their explosives. “That’s what… Fifty, total?” He asked. He was sure they’d be willing to work with their new best customers. The hundred grand or so they had now, and then the rest upon delivery to their new base of operations. They’d figure that all out soon. But right now, he wanted to find some new clothes like Zoe was doing. He could use some more pants, at least.
“Wrap it up, put a big bow on, we’ll take it.” He said as he started walking toward the elevator.
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Post by Rhinn on Apr 11, 2012 16:28:30 GMT -5
Roger nodded and motioned for one of the sales people to come over. He wrote something down and handed it too him. The associate’s eyes widened but he nodded and left. Then Roger motioned to the elevator. “The gear and clothes are down on the lower level. As they approached the elevator, the doors opened and Zoe stood there with a trolley loaded up with what she had just purchased. In her hands were two guns… a rifle that made her look like a little girl holding daddy’s hunting rifle, and a revolver that looked like it was off the movie Hellboy. She also had a wicked smile on her face. “Happy Birthday, dude”, she said, handing the Samuel the Revolver. “It is a 5 shot 12 gauge revolver, freshly liberated from the now overrun factories of Taurus.” She paused a second. “Actually no telling where they got it, but don’t ask don’t tell.” She handed over a case that contained 25 – 12 gauge slug rounds. “It will also take regular 12 gauge shells. My daddy always said to have weapons that can share ammo.” “And this bastard here is a big bore rifle that shoots the .600 NE. Ya know, in case we need to take out the moon or something later on. I got a deal on both of them and they threw in 200 rounds of .600 NE to seal the deal.” She began to mentally add up everything they had bought and added the explosives on top of that. Give her enough time here, she’d leave with everything and no money. “So someone needs to stop me before I go broke in here. What else we need Sammy boy?”
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Post by Mikey on Apr 11, 2012 23:16:09 GMT -5
Samuel looked at Zoe for a moment, the look on his face was one of pure awe.
“Don’t take this the wrong way… But I just got a boner.” He said as he looked over the weapon she handed him. He flipped out the cylinder and took a look. Five holes that would each hold a shell. He loved it. The other, he had heard of before, but he had never held one in his hands. He took it from her and shouldered it. It seemed small for him, lengthwise, but the proportions were just right.
He smirked when he heard her talk about spending too much money.
“Don’t matter what she’s shopping for. Leave it to a woman to go crazy…” He said with a smirk. He looked back at the their host and waved his hand toward the cart.
“Adding everything up, how much do we owe you? And how much would it be to get…” He trailed off before looking at Zoe. “I think we should go with the minigun for the car. Never have to worry about the barrel overheating.” He said. “How much with and without the minigun?” He asked. He was betting three hundred and fifty thousand without, closer to half a million with. They could give the cash they had, get a bit of the goods, and then search for a place to store all this s***.
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Post by Rhinn on Apr 12, 2012 15:10:37 GMT -5
Zoe snorted and rolled her eyes. "Well just like THAT one, keep this one tucked away until you really need it." Then she looked over at Roger. "So throw in a minigun and I think that will complete our order." Roger nodded and led them back down to the clothing level, waiting for Samuel to pick out exactly what he wanted. Then he sent them back down to Room #4 and began to total it all up. After a few minutes, he joined them. A long list, which was really the invoice was laid out on the table between them. Roger pushed it towards them and then pointed out the last items added. "It all comes to just over half a million dollars with the minigun and ammo... About $385,000 without it... and", he added, "that is the cash purchase price. To trust you for credit or open a tab would have been considerably more." Zoe looked down and smiled. One fourth of their money was spent in just under an hour... but what a ride it was. Final price was circled and it read $517,500.00. "Hell throw in 4 of those Taurus Raging Judge Magnums and we'll call it an even $520,000.00. Why quibble over singles." Roger nodded and motioned for an associate to add it to the order. "Very well then, we are at $520,000.00. Shall we settle up now?" Zoe looked over at Samuel and then nodded. "I think we can say that for now... we are done, BUT...", she said to stop him. "We have a unique request. You said that delivery is included, but we want our delivery to be in one week." Roger frowned, rubbing his chin. "You don't want it now? I don't know, that order would take up alot of room that other merchandise could occupy." Zoe leaned forward. "Tell you what, I'll make you a deal. Give us that week. We will pay now for everything. If we haven't contacted you in a week, then you cancel the order and keep the money." The corners of Roger's mouth turned up a bit as he tried to hide a smile. "Deal, is there anything that you want to take with you right now?" Zoe looked over at Samuel, who still seemed to be 'Man-Loving' his new gun. "Samuel, anything you want to take with you?"
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Post by Mikey on Apr 15, 2012 11:47:57 GMT -5
“I’ll take these two, some ammo, and… I say we take one of those grenade launchers.” He said. When he saw them, they had been in a standalone configuration. If they did run into someone on the outside, it would be handy to have something like that in reserve.
Turning away to hide the smirk on his face when Zoe laid out her deal for the old man, he began walking toward the door. When she was close enough to him and far enough away from Roger, Samuel whispered to her.
“Nice. Now we have to worry about him trying to kill us too.” He said with a smirk. Naw… Their money was ok, but their return business would be even more profitable. And Samuel knew he would keep doing business here.
“Now we need a place to live. Did the concierge give you lists of places for sale?” He asked.
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Post by Rhinn on Apr 16, 2012 9:53:57 GMT -5
Zoe smirked as she unloaded the money from the her bag. It took a few minutes to count the money out to Roger, who brought in the owner again and a machine that would speed count the bills, checking them if they were counterfeit as well. Once the money changed hands, Zoe left with Samuel, the weight of the money in her bag being replaced by ammo and one of the MP5's.
When Samuel asked about the list of places that were for sale, Zoe reached into her shirt and pulled out a small list and handed it over to Samuel. "I looked at it a bit. While there are alot of properties for sale, some of the them are structurally unsafe. He did circle 4 of the properties that he thought I might like. There is a storefront in the downtown area with a small apartment above it, a warehouse out by the airport, an old firehouse on the southside and an old house on the outskirts of Vegas. I say we start with the warehouse."
(OOC - I'm also going to add in a GM post for the guys chasing us back at the Mirage)
[Zoe and Samuel leave the Gun Store, bound for ZS Warehouse 13]
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Post by 00raoul on Jul 7, 2012 1:52:40 GMT -5
[Matt has arrived in front of the gun store.] 5:30 a.m.
<The low hum of an engine breaks silence in the parking lot> Matt parks his motorbike relatively near the entrance so the incident near the treasure island hotel won't repeat itself. Matt casually walked into the store and was welcomed into the store by the nearest staff member. He then proceeded to browse the weapons in the display case lokking for a gun with more firepower than his weapons. He then asks if there were any new weapons in stock, the man nodded in reply and went into the store room. After a short period of time the man returned to Matt with a gun covered with a white cloth, then placed it on top of the display case and revaled a large caliber rifle in which Matt recognized quite quickly, it was a Zatstava M93 Black Arrow. A Serbian .50 caliber anti-materiel rifle, the man explained that it was just delivered a few days ago. Matt was amazed to see a rifle as powerful as this, he then asked how much it was. The man told him the price of the rifle but after bargaining with him Matt bought the rifle, it's bullets and magazines and it's accessories for a cheaper price in which he was able to buy it within his budget. He then left the store and went back to his bike and sat down on it he then placed his newly bought weapon and all it's things inside his bag. Matt then prepared to leave the store.
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Post by 00raoul on Dec 8, 2012 22:52:01 GMT -5
[parking lot outside of the gun store,6:25 a.m]
In the process of securing his bag onto the bike Matt noticed that there was a deafening silence that surrounged the parking lot. He shrugged the strange silence off until somebody suddenly kicked him from behind causing Matt to be knocked over his bike. He wondered who had the nerve to kick a stranger for no apparent reason, he got back on his feet and turned around to face his aggressor but still keeping calm about the situation. A man in a pure white suit dressed man and three of his underlings stood infront of Matt. The man wearing the suit asked one of the three men behind him "Was this the guy who broke your jaw ?" A man with his face wrapped in bandages suddenly appered behind the group and nodded. Matt remembered this guy, he was the one who tried to steal his bike yesterday, He then smiled. Matt asked the man in the suit " What now ?" The man smiled cockily at him and said " Now we are going kill you." Then sent the three men to kill Matt.
Matt then stepped over his bike ready to confront his attackers, they were weilding aluminum baseball bats. Suddenly all three men charged at Matt in which he responded by going into a fighting position and in one quick motion Matt dodged the attacks and kicked one of them in the ribs and sent him tumbling towards the other two, breaking two of his ribs and knocking the others over in the process. The other two were in a state of shock from the fall and Matt rushed up to them and delivered two devastating kicks to the faces of the two, successfully knocking all of them out. Matt then faces the man in the suit, the smile on his face gone, and walked towards him. The man panicked and tried desparately to get his gun hidden inside his suit coat but before he was able to pull his weapon out Matt grabbed his arm and caused him to accidentaly shoot himself in the gut. The man dropped his gun on the pavement and he soon followed clenching his stomach where a spot of blood continued to grow larger and a trickle of blood flowed down his cheek. The man in his pathetic state lied on the pavement, gasping for air. The man with bandages wrapped around his face was just sitting there frozen in fear. Matt then walked towards his bike and left the area.
[Matt has left the gun store and is heading to the B.S.A.A. HQ]
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