InsaneJournal

WHO: Dave [open]
WHERE: Bank
WHAT: Casing the place
WHEN: 2pm
RATING: TBD
STATUS: Incomplete

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David had shown up in this city with just a few hundred bucks. Needless to say, he would have to acquire some more of that.. and soon. He's been busy lately. he had finally just explored as much of the four Prideview towers as possible. Each lot, floor, pool, rec area, etc., everything but inside the rooms themselves. And then he had taken the liberty of driving around various hot spots in New York.

So now, it came down to the serious business he needed to undertake. He waited outside one of the larger financial institutions.. umm, we'd call it a bank.. until he saw a Wells Fargo armored truck pull up. He casually smoked a cigarette while watching the uniformed men unload the bags and carry them inside.

It was time. He made his way inside the doors and after walking around a bit, stopped at one of the counters which held the brochures and attached pens. He slowly took one of the checking slips and put the pen to it. He glanced around now and then, looking as if he were new in town. He saw the men open the vault, and go with the bags inside. Looking down then at his paper with a sigh, he feigned annoyance. "Damn.. forgot my account number again."

Shaking his head, he stepped away and started walking. Since he had seen inside the vault, he could teleport there at anytime. Just.. not now, as it was occupied by guards. Perhaps later. As he continued walking, he looked at the inside of the vault one last time, then made his way back to the bank's entrance. Shrugging his shoulders, he opened the doors and moved to walk outside..