Avaritia Aurous sighed with relief as the minute had clicked into place - right over the twelve on the clock. Twelve o'clock. Lunch time - the small pause in the chaotic day of a banker.
Avaritia waved away an eldery couple who shuffled towards his counter - he was on break now. He returned the dirty look the couple gave him - to their back of course - and reached down to fetch his lunch. A cheese sandwich and an apple. Not terribly exciting, but filling. It would do.
Lunch time - the small pause in the chaotic day of Avaritia Aurous.
"Oh, I'm sorry sir, I've been busy. I have them all filled out though, one moment." *Reaches under table and pulls out an envelope filled with forms.* "I'm pretty certain they're all in order Mr. Smith." Man that guy scares me, I'm pretty sure he hates me.
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Break, O Earth.
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
The girl clears her throat and visibly reminds Avaritia of the gun pointed at him.
Suddenly an explosion is heard, throwing everyone in the bank to the ground. The gun flies away from the girl, and heads towards Avaritia. The girl gave a whimper as the two masked men fell upon her, seemingly unconscious.
What the hell caused that explosion. Whatever gotta act fast. *Grabs gun and pockets it.* "EVERYONE OUT OF THE BANK IMMEDIATELY, THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!" *Dial 911 and ask for all types of peoples (you know cops, paramedics and firepeople.)* *Go over to the robbers with hand back on gun.* "Are you ok?"
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Break, O Earth.
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
The bank shuddered as rubble began to fall from the roof. Customers began screaming as a young boy was knocked unconscious by the debris. Taking Avaritia's advice they ran for the door.
The three robbers were groaning, but the girl looked in poor condition. She lay under the two men, and none moved save for their groans of pain.
"Help..." the girl whispered to Avaritia. "Please..."
*Remove hand from gun and walk closer*
"What is wrong, how are you hurt? Was that explosion anything to do with you?"
*Offers hand to woman* They may be criminals but they still need to get out of here.
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Break, O Earth.
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
Both made it outside as the bank crumpled. Police and emergency services were already at the scene, and had the area roped off. Medics grabbed Avaritia and tended to him. Fortunately, he was not hurt and they soon left.
Avaritia waved away an eldery couple who shuffled towards his counter - he was on break now. He returned the dirty look the couple gave him - to their back of course - and reached down to fetch his lunch. A cheese sandwich and an apple. Not terribly exciting, but filling. It would do.
Lunch time - the small pause in the chaotic day of Avaritia Aurous.
Yet again, Avaritia sighed.
I continue to eat slowly whilst looking at the clock every couple of minutes, "My job may be boring sometimes but I still love it."
Almost time to get back to work.
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
"Where are those files I gave you Aurous? You've had since ten o'clock to fill them out."
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
Glaring at Avaritia, Mr Smith walked back to his office.
Lunchtime was nearly over, but another knock came at his window.
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
"Would you be able to help me?"
OOC: I'm hopin' this is my wife but I doubt it.
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
The smile on the woman's flawless face turned into a sneer. In one fluid motion, she had drawn a pistol. Pointing it at Avaritia, she gave him a wink.
OOC: Pretty sure she isn't my wife.
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
"Press that button and i'll make sure you don't make it home alive tonight honey."
Two dark figures enter the bank and flank the girl. The figures are masked and have not said a word.
"Well? The cash, sweety?"
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
Suddenly an explosion is heard, throwing everyone in the bank to the ground. The gun flies away from the girl, and heads towards Avaritia. The girl gave a whimper as the two masked men fell upon her, seemingly unconscious.
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
The three robbers were groaning, but the girl looked in poor condition. She lay under the two men, and none moved save for their groans of pain.
"Help..." the girl whispered to Avaritia. "Please..."
"What is wrong, how are you hurt? Was that explosion anything to do with you?"
*Offers hand to woman*
They may be criminals but they still need to get out of here.
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
The girl tugs Avaritia's hand, sending him sprawling to the floor. The two masked man spring up - clearly conscious. Turning, the girl shouts out.
"See you next time sweetie!"
The three would-be robbers are out the door and gone in a flash. The debris continues to fall as the bank falls apart.
*Tries to stand up*
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
"Hurry" he says, "Take it. We have to get out of here."
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
The tall man in the suit had also disappeared.
Avaritia's mobile phone rang.
"Hello, Avaritia speaking"
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
*Walks to old beaten up but still working car.*
Well I suppose something exciting happened today.
(OOC: about how long after lunch is it for Avaritia?)
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
Avaritia's car started up and they were off.
It was only a ten minute trip to his house by car, and he arrived home in record time.
Luxuria was waiting at the door, obviously glad to see her husband.