» Wed Feb 09, 2011 6:51 pm
Frank Vercelotti
As Frank walked into the New Manhattan Mafia headquarters, other members stopped what they were doing and began staring at him. It was eerily silent in the lobby, and the only noise to be heard were Franks own footsteps, with old music playing on a record player in the corner.
Heading up the elevator, he finally entered the Dons office. The Don himself was sitting in his usual relaxed position with his legs up on the table, and a cigar in his mouth.
"I assume you've done what I asked?" the Don asked, once Frank had kissed his ring.
"No, Don. I have something even better for you. It is an offering from outsiders. Rich outsiders" Frank responded, mouth dry with fear. He knew if the Don didn't like the offering, he was dead-meat.
The Don simply stared blankly at Frank. "Well what's the offering then?" he demanded impatiently.
Frank turned the sack over, letting thousands of caps fall onto the table making a nice little mountain, followed by some advanced looking tech. He then pushed the holotape forward towards the Don. "This is the offering, only you can hear it. I will wait outside." Frank stated.
The Don examined Frank for a moment, and allowed him pardon.
Once outside Frank heaved a sigh of relief. I knew he would listen, those caps are more important to him than the life of some broad. he chuckled to himself.
Inside the office, the Don played the holotape and listened to it's message intently.
"If you are hearing this, the Gauss Project has chosen you to be our first surface allies. Inside our goodie bag, you will find the scraps of our power. The caps are nothing and if you see any weapons in the bag you might find advanced, it's a stone age tool. We will grant you the power to destroy armies at will and all we ask in return is a large sum of your soldiers. Do not worry. We'll supply all that's lost in your side of the bargain and more."
The Don pressed stop on the holotape, and stood up, turning to look outside the huge wall-sized windows of his office. He took several puffs of his cigar, turning the proposal over in his mind.
Ofcourse he'll agree Frank thought. That's the kind of power he needs, he edge he requires to finally take the city over
After a moments wait, Frank knocked on the door, and entered the office once more to see the Don sitting in his chair and grinning broadly at him. "Ohh, Frankie! I always liked you!" he said cheerfully, motioning him over. As Frank drew closer, the Don set aside a thousand caps from his pile and collected them into a smaller sack, handing it to Frank. "You take this, Frankie boy, You deserve it!" he croaked. "I'll make all the necessary arrangements. Now you go, and take some of my finest men over to this Gauss Project, and tell them that the New Manhattan Mafia is with them." he concluded.
"I shall not fail you, Don" Frank said, kissing his ring once more, and leaving, followed by dozens of armed, sharp, well-trained assassins. Their destination, the base of the Gauss Project.
