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Post by Jake Hanniger on Apr 7, 2009 5:31:11 GMT -5
March 29th 2009 Jake Hanniger laughed to himself as he thought of a brilliant plan. He quickly sat down and leafed through the first draw to his left at his desk. Jake soon found a loose piece of paper and a black pen, which were taken out, and placed on the desk. He almost couldn't keep up with what he wanted to write down: - Tomorrow go in and check out the building, maybe late at night when no one is around.
- If there is tight security, maybe find someone who knows what they are doing in regards to hacking into the computers. Or I could dress up as a maintenance working to get in.
- Check out the information I am after, then go from there.
Jake hoped that he could find someone who knew their stuff. He knew some things about computers, but not enough to do any real damage. He rakes his brain for anyone he might know, though all that came to mind were all the actresses he had met over the last couple of weeks. Of cause they would be no help at all. Shaking his head, Jake picked up the piece of paper, folded it, and placed it in his jacket pocket. He got up from his desk, and headed out of his room. As he headed down the stairs, Jake wondered if any of his friends still worked at the company building anymore. Maybe they were also kicked out, as they knew that they were all very closed. Actually he hadn't heard from anyone lately. Maybe they were just scared to be seen with him, if they were still working there. All of a sudden Jake's doorbell rang. |
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Post by ebon on Apr 9, 2009 11:12:32 GMT -5
(OOC: Add date, anythign before or after March 31 if you don't mind.)
It was good to have connections to places and people. That was the only way he knew about this job. It was all the bloody way in Texas. Not Ebon's most favorable of states, but a job was a job. He took a bus part of the way and then shadow teleported the rest. He took many stops because well, shadow teleporting is tiring. As he walked up to the place of living of a man named Jake Hanniger.
He was in need of some help or so Ebon was told as he cracked his neck on he blinked his eyes a couple of times. Honestly teleporting takes a lot out of him as he tries to regan his composure. As he rings the doorbell he waits for a response. Wonder how I would explain myself. Ebon was a thief there wasn't much explaining to do.
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Post by Jake Hanniger on Apr 11, 2009 0:15:45 GMT -5
(OOC: sorry, fixed!)
Jake hesitated at the bottom of the stairs, as he stared at the shadow through the glass of his door. Looking at the size of the person, he didn't recognise who it could be. Jake wondered if he should be answering the door if it was someone who took over his company. Maybe they were there to have a word with him, which could also result in some physical violence on his part.
He slowly walked towards the door, and carefully turned the handle. As the door opened, Jake was faced with someone who looked like he might be working with the new company. Without hesitation, Jake began to question the person. "If you are here in regards to your boss from your work, I don't have anything to say to you or him." Jake began to look this person over. He was wearing sunglasses, and when they were taken off, Jake was unsure whether this perosn was going to hurt him, or help him.
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Post by ebon on May 7, 2009 18:14:47 GMT -5
(OOC: Sorry for not replying I forgot completely about this)
"Say what now?" Ebon said listening to Jake talk, "I have no clue to what you just told me and could care less. Look I heard you needed help with a certain job. And I'm your guy." he explained. That was the most easy and direct way that he could possibly come up with right now with a smile he asked if he could be let in. Continuing this conversation outside wouldn't be the wisest of ideas.
"And if you need help with those guys that you just spoke of I could help you there too, but that will cost extra." anything to get a buck and survive another day. There was nothing else Ebon was good at so he continued to do what he did. And that was steal.
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Post by Jake Hanniger on May 9, 2009 3:36:02 GMT -5
Jake listened to what this person said. He studied his face, and soon realised that he was in fact telling the truth. Jake ushered this guy in, looking him up and down as he stepped inside. He wondered how this guy could possibly help Jake in what he was planning to do to his old company. Jake just wanted to get in there and take all of his own information, so that they could not do anything further to help his now non-existant company.
"What sort of things could you possibly do to help me in my situation?" Jake pointed to a lounge in his living room for this guy to sit on. "Also how did you find out about what I was up to?" Jake moved towards his liquor cabinet, and poured himself a glass of whisky. He gestered to his maybe new friend if he would like a drink. As Jake walked to the opposite chair, he stated, "At the moment I am kind of out of a job, and these bastards who are now residing in 'my' building are taking over my work. I worked hard for this, and now it is all taken away from me." Jake slammed his glass down on the coffee table, spilling some of his drink.
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Post by ebon on May 9, 2009 13:39:41 GMT -5
"I can help you a lot of ways." Ebon said as he took a seat waving his hand he wanted to be sober for this. "What I can do is get you in unnoticed. I can also take out the guards, cut the security, blah, blah, blah." he didn't really feel like explaining the rest of it. "I heard you also need a hacker maybe, I know someone who would be able to help with that." Ebon honestly didn't care what the story was behind the operation, just the pay.
Looking around the house seemed quite nice , "So what other convincing do ya' need?" wondering if this guy believed him yet. If not that was his problem, Ebon could easy get someone to believe how good he was by showing off his ability, but didn't feel like it. Not know anyway.
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Post by Jake Hanniger on May 12, 2009 6:58:52 GMT -5
Jake liked what he was hearing from this guy. He acknowledged that this guy didn't want a hard drink. Maybe he wants a clear head to get all the details down. Jake continued to hear the list of things this guy could do. All of it would definately help him to see what these so call hot shots were up to with 'his' company.
Jake picked up his glass and took a sip of his drink. He looked at this guy, when he asked what other convincing to you need? Jake looked right into his eyes, and said, "Well your name might be good. I need to know who I am getting my help from." He half smirked, and then looked around his place. Jake had a lot of nice stuff, and wondered what this guy was after as payment. "So what sort of payment do you require if I wanted all that you mentioned?"
Then for some reason Jake then remembered that this guy also hadn't answered his question, about how he even found out about what Jake was conjuring up. "Also you never did tell me how to found out about this job?" Jake tried to keep a calm face and voice, in order not to scare this one chance for revenge away.
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Post by ebon on May 16, 2009 18:27:46 GMT -5
"Name? Ebon." Ebon said as he chuckled to his self. If everyone just needed that much information to do a job then Ebon would be doing a lot of them. But many people find their selves consumed with too many questions. It was just a job, not even a permanent one. "Payment can easily be arranged at the end. It truly depends on the difficulty and labor of it." then Jake asked once more about how he heard about the job.
Sighing he rolled his eyes, "I have sources, but seriously are you really worried more about that or getting the job done? If ya' more worried about that then your wasting my time and yours." he said firmly trying to get a point across hopefully Jake would get it. If not that would be too bad, Ebon had more than one job offer to get to. But he wanted to do this one though. Only because a certain somebody asked him to.
And he owed that certain somebody money...lots of it. So this was more of a favor in a way. Honor among thieves just might be what some people would call it. Whatever it was that was the true reason he was here.
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Post by Jake Hanniger on May 20, 2009 6:41:57 GMT -5
Jake kind of chuckled at how forward this Ebon character was to him. He liked that in a guy. Ebon didn't worry about questions, he just wanted to do whatever Jake wanted him to do. That was fine with him. "Well we will get straight to what I need done then." Jake got up from his seat, and began to pace a little.
"For starters, I want to break into the place of where I used to hold my company. I was thinking that it might be safer to do so during after hours. I don't think that I should be one of those people who should do that, as my face is probably plastered everywhere in the building. I am after someone who is willing to maybe be in disguise as a maintenance worker or something."
"I am also after someone who can then hack into the computer system, and retrieve documents for me. I was not able to get to my own personal stuff as I was haulled out of there before I could even scratch my ass." Just thinking about that day made Jake cringe. He then looked at Ebon, trying to read his expression, to see if it was a go or not for this job.
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