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"Hey CJ. How are you doing?" she comes closer once he would no longer be startled by her presence.

[OOC: am going home from work. Will slowtime for short time.]

He sighs. "Not well, not at all."

"Oh. what's the matter?" the AK is probably a good indication.

"Ryder and Big Smoke sold us out to the Ballas and Vagos, the Varrios were half killed, half forced to leave, Sweet is in jail for things he did not do, Kendl is hiding with Cesar, and Tenpenny and Pulaski say that if I dont do some favors to them they will leave Sweet alone with a nazi psycho and a serial killer."

"Have they told you what it is they want you to do?"

SHe looks very concerned.

"They wanted me to write off a drug pusher that worked for them, who got scared and went after the feds for protection."

"Ooh. That is tricky. What do you think you'll do about?"

He looks away. "Already did." No, its not something he is proud of.

Hey she certainly isn't going to give him a hard time about it. She would have too, that or she would have run away, but she usually doesn't have those family ties.

"So you saved Sweet." placing her hand on his arm, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"I delayed stuff. I am sure Tenpenny will just cook up another scheme." A grunt. "I gotta vanish from their sights a while, then I can try to get people back together. Get Sean out of Jail, and go teach Smoke and Ryder that they should not have backstabbed us..."

[OOC: sorry about the really long slowtime.]

"Well if you could use the skills of a thief just let me know." giving him a warm smile.

He raises a brow. "Did you ever steal a harvest combine before?"

The immortal is deep in thought for a time while she tries to think about it. Chances are that if she had she would remember. "Have had no need thus far. Why?"

"There is this guy, The Truth, whom Tenpenny buys drugs from. The Truth wants out of the scheme, since Tenpenny has a bad habit of burning people who do business with him, selling 'em out to the feds. But Tenpenny owes The Truth a shitload of money, and he wants to be paid."

He shakes head. "Tenpenny said I would pay The Truth. Truth does not want money, and thats good, because I don't have it, but he wants a combine to use on his farm."

"Hmm. Sounds intrigueing." her scheming little mind goes to work. Hot wiring it should be easy enough. It's transpoting it that posses a problem." problem but not impossible.

"I know where there is one, and I know the owners would not call the police... but they would also not wanna lose it."

"Of course not. What type of location is it in?"

"Some neo-nazi survivalist bible-thumping commune farm. Its almost in San Fierro."

"Interesting. What do you have planned thus far?"

"I can slip in during the night, but the thing is... how to drive the damn thing out without starting a war?"

"Well if you need a driver, I'm your gal. Since I'm not know to be afilitated with you and your family if for some strange reason I'm caught there would be nothing to trace it back to you. Worse case senario, they catch me, kill me and then the dead girl turns around and steals the tracter while their guard is down."

CJ raises a brow... "Yeah, might work, but if they start shootin', the harvester will become scrap in a pinch..." He ponders. "I could go for the rambo option, lay down fire like a maniac to keep them away while you drive."

"Lets see. If we take a truck out there and bring it to the outskirts of the farm. Have it all set up so that the tractor could be driven into it, then we drive the truck we could potentially be able to get away without them knowing we were there until morning."

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amanda-darieux.livejournal.com - 2006-02-23 15:44 (UTC) - Expand

"Amanda, its a combine harvester, not a tractor with attachment..." He describes exactly what he is talking about (http://www.gtawh.com/images/sa/car/combineharvester.jpg), and yes, it can not fit inside a truck... "Unless I get a flatbed..." He ponders... "Noise is the problem."