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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 6:50 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 6:59 pm
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Natalie had gotten both of the boys dressed and prepared, doing there hair and making them look handsome, handing Luca his buss pass, she kissed his forehead. "Make lots of friends, and dont let them push you around just because your new, alright mister?" She said, getting a simple nod from the older boy before he left. Natalie fussed over Paulie, combing his hair and fixing his little shirt before taking him to school, droping him off as she then went to the store, using all her extra money to get them clothes and a bed sheet, plus she ordered a smaller bed for Paulie. When she got paid next week, she would decorate their room for them. She hummed as she filled their closet, now home from shopping and getting some alone time, fixing their bed and vacuming the rug to clean the mud stains from Luca, getting them out easily. After an hour of them being in school, she started to work on the school work she missed, almost falling asleep at her desk.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 9:42 pm
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Michael Hacker
Michael had a Busy day ahead of him. Between a bookie who thought he'd skim off the top and the search for another pimp to replace Maletta he had his hands full. On top of dealing with Paulie and Luca, his original plan, shot to pieces by Natalie's interference... Shaking his head he focused on the task at hand, the guy bleeding at his feet. Flanked by two of the families button men a shop keeper decided to try and not pay for his protection this month. Needless to say, he has decided to pay now. After Bruno and Fontaine smashed him up a bit. Sliding his hand in his dinner jacket, Michael retrieved a pack of cigarettes. Although not a smoker it, according to his father made him look much more intimidating. Taking a long drag of it he threw it at the shop keeper. "I don't suppose we'll have problems like this again, will we?" Michael smiled, ferocity evident in his eyes as he turned and left the small butcher shop. Turning to Bruno. "Find Paulie, bring him to me, I'll be at the Farm." he said quietly as he turned down the street, followed closely by Fontaine. The 'farm' was another word for the Execution grounds that the family owned, Paulie would know what is going to happen....But he'd be powerless to stop it. Michael smiled wickedly as he tossed the cigarette into the road and grabbed a taxi.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 3:22 am
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Luca had come home first, doing his homework and helping Natalie around the house. They talked, and started to make a snack when Paulie came home. Natalie smiled, rushing to the door and giving him a hug. "How was your school day?" She asked, kissing his little cheek and leaving a light pink lip mark on his cheek, the he poked at. "Good." He said, starting to warm up to her and smiled. "We learned about lions." He chuckled, handing her a book he was supposed to read. "Can we read it?" He asked, itching the back of his head before they heard another knock on the door. "Hmm?" Natalie called, opening it. When the two men asked for Paulie, she gave them an odd look. "Okay...Just, bring him back before Eight, we eat dinner and nine." She said, kneeling down to kiss Paulies other cheek, leaving another light pink lips mark. Paulie frowned, looking at the book then to the large men. "K-kay.." He muttered, stepping outside with them and walking.When they got to the 'farm', Paulie was crying silently, tears streaming down his face and smudging the kissy lips on his cheek, but he still smelt like Natalie's lipstick, a light honey smell that danced around the room as he cried.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 12:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 12:54 pm
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Paulie gulped, rubbing his teary eyes while the two men brought him back to Natalies house. Running into it, he by passed Natalie, who was dealing with Luca to help him with social studies. "Paul-" Is all she could say before he ran back and grabbed Luca's hand, pulling him to the bathroom, trying to keep calm. "W-we need t-to leave." He said, chocking on the words. Luca frowned, sitting on the seat of the toliet. "Micheal?" He asked sighing. "It is'nt OUR fault his lady is to caring, he needs to check himself, he can't control where we live, sure, he's our boss and stuff, but still!" He said, getting angry. Natalie, who was a snoop, had an ear to the door. She frowned, opening it and leaning against the window. "Please, explain?" She asked, looking serious. Luca's eyes buldged out of his head. "I-I meant...Uhm. I-I." He muttered before Natalie swept Paulie into her arms, kissing his child cheek. "No one, even if it is Micheal, is making you leave, they'll have to go through me." She said, hugging Paulie tightly, as if he were her son. Luca frowned. "Natalie...You dont get it, we have to.." He muttered, in a hushed tone. Natalie looked at him sternly, sighing. "I've lived alone for the past year, and I hated it Luca, I've always wanted to be a mother and now I have the chance, I know this sounds dramticly selfish, but it's for your sake not to live in a god damn bus anymore! If Micheals pushing you two to leave, he can talk to me about it, not a seven year old!" She said, putting Paulie down. "This is ridiculous, and he's making himself look like a ruthless thug." She said with a sigh.Luca starred at her, watching her stare back at him with her light, but serious brown eyes. Was this the first time so was yelling? No, it couldnt have been, she sounded experienced with it, like she did it all the time back in the day. Sweet, but deadly. He though before she went to go lay Paulie down. Truth was, Natalie had five older brothers, but they were only a year apart from each other. Her father was a big drug lord before she was born, and later gotten into the quiet mafia buisness when she was five. Natalie was a...Bossy child, always keeping out for her brothers sake, and her oldest brother always got in the most trouble, especially since her father had tooken him into the mafia.Natalie never, let anyone touch her brothers in harmful ways, always getting infront of things, like guns or knifes, and since she was her fathers 'princess' noone darred to touch her. Her brothers taught her how to hold a knife, and how to fight, it was easy to her, and it was almost like she grew up like one of them, besides the boobs of course.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 2:27 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 5:03 pm
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Natalie blinked, looking away from the dinner table to the door before sighing and telling the kids to stay where they were. Leaving to open it, she frowned, anger filling her eyes when she saw Micheal." Walking out, she closed the door softly and stood infront of him, her arms crossed over her white t-shirt. "Stop whatever your doing." She said simply, frowning some. "They didnt choose to stay here, I did." She muttered, sighing and rubbing the back of her neck. "I dont know whats going on, and I dont want to know. But all Paulie squealed to Luca was your name and I happened to be listening." She leant against the wall, her figure shortening more than it already was to them. "I want them here. I don't want to live alone anymore Micheal, the house is so empty when I'm home, I dont like it. But....With them around, It's...Like I actually have a family to live with again." She looked down, glancing at him to see his face a few times. "Don't take them away from me, they're getting an education, eating right, getting sleep. Paulie's only seven, he's a little kid, and he can be so respectful when your nice to him. And Luca's growing into a young man, I'm sure he wouldnt like to go live on the streets again." She wipped her worried eyes, sighing. "Don't make them leave...Please." She begged, sniffling some. She wanted a family, more than anything, and if it meant two already raised boys, then so be it. All her brothers left to different states, her parents passed away, she didnt want to live alone...She knew it sounded selfish, but it was for the boy's sake also. Her face looked soft now, her eyes pleading him with their look.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2012 11:23 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2012 1:04 pm
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Natalie smiled and made a plate for him, setting it down. "Just some homemade chicken and dirty rice." She said, sitting down in her chair next to Luca, who had eaten his food already. Natalie giggled some. "I just gave you that." She said, stuffing a piece of chicken in her mouth. Luca smiled. "I was hungry." He muttered "I can tell" She smiled watching Paulie pick at his food. "Dont like the rice?" She asked, making Paulie look up nervously and glance at Micheal. "N-no. I love it." He lied, not wanting to get yelled at by Micheal. After they were finished, Natalie put Paulie to bed and Shooed Luca off to go do something. A moment of silence went by before Natalie hugged Micheal tightly, smiling. "Thank you." She muttered, standing on her tipetoes and giving him a friendly kiss on his cheek. "Wanna go for a walk? I think Luca can watch Paulie." She put on a white sweater, slipping on some slippers. "Or do you have family buissness to attend to?" She asked, putting her hair in a loose bun.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2012 1:15 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2012 1:34 pm
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She smiled, taking his hand in hers gently, walking out into the crisp air, as she giggled some. "I saw you blush!~" She teased, smirking. "It was adorable." She poked his cheek quickly with her free hand, the other intwining her fingers with his. "Hmm, to the park or somewhere else?" She asked, looking around as it started to get windy out. She sneakily scooted closer to him as she waited for him to make a decision, trying to not get hit by the wind, though it was useless because it was basically coming from everywhere. With a little shiver, she gave up, putting her free hand in her sweater pocket and biting her bottom lip softly. She hated fall sometimes, especially with all these leaves to pick up, it was so much work. But, Winter and Fall were amazing seasons for romance, fireplaces, hot chocolate, snow. Her favorite was the fireplace though, it gave off that lovely light and heat, plus you could cuddle up next to it with that special someone, or have a indoor picnic next to it! The seasons just had so many love and hate things about it.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2012 1:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2012 2:13 pm
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Natalie raised a curious eyebrow, hearing him ask for 'guys'."We're going as a group?" She asked, handing him back him jacket. "You're gonna catch a cold. I dont need it~" She said, smiling some as she leant on him some, collecting some warmth from him as they waited for the cab. "And why in the world would we need protection. It's a movie." She said, not knowing about his career. After a moment, she gasped. "I forgot my wallet!" She said, rushing back insdie and coming back out, locking the door and standing by his side. "Now you dont have to waste your money." She said, sliding her boyish wallet in her back pocket. She didnt like purses that much, they irked her. When the cab came, she slid into the back seat, buckling up and rubbing her arms to get warm from the cabs heat. The cab driver sighed, looking at Micheal. "Where to?" He asked, looking a bit like he was high. The man had a stublly chin and was a bit fat, a black coat covered him and a hat pulled down to his ears made him look older and cold. Natalie coughed, rolling down the window a tad to get the smell of B.O. and weed out of her face.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2012 2:24 pm
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Michael Hacker
Sliding in next to her he looked at the man for a good 15 seconds before passing him off as a burner. "You know I'm paying for you right?" he asked her grinning, Money was not something to be concerned with, Michael thought. Imagining the millions he'd have access with just from his credit card. The Taxi began to pull away and Michael instinctively felt himself inching towards Natalie, his body touching hers. He looked out the window casually, as if he had no recollection of him moving at all. He quietly whistled a tune trying to act ever more nonchalant around her, all the time thinking about her, thinking about warming her up. With a shake of his head he dispelled those thoughts, focusing instead on the road and the driver, Michael's training instinctively kicking in, always be prepared for the next hit-man, his father taught him. That training still lingered in him as he watched the driver, his own hand reaching for the small automatic handgun he kept in his trousers.
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