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Jimmie De Luca

20 years old, Works for a mob in Chicago. Currently looking for Jacey Dizzario, daughter of a opposing mob boss. Intent on finding her.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by DreamingForever

Description

Black hair, midnight blue eyes, 6'2, and very muscular.

Personality

Hates liars and if he catches you lying you better be able to run fast. Has a short temper that he has little control over. Kills without feeling guilt. Son to a mobster who killed Tommy Dizzario, Jacey Dizzario's father.

Equipment

His automatic and knives he has located in his boots

History

Only son to Mike De Luca, mob boss, and is the current 'heir' to his fathers business. He was tought from an early age that killing is a way to survive. Currently looking for Jacey Dizzario as revenge for Tommy Dizzario, her father, for killing Jimmie's mother when he was 10.

So begins...

Jimmie De Luca's Story

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Jimmie De Luca strolled into the bar, a confident smirk placed upon his good-looking features. His eyes roamed over every face in the vicinity looking for the one face he'd come to find. His smirk faded a tad, as he couldn't find the one he was looking for.

But over at the bar sat the other person he was searching for, Lee. He chuckled as he sat down next to Lee. "Hello, Lee. Mind if I ask you a few questions about Jacey?" He chuckled again. “It’s been rumored that you’ve talked to her quite a bit.”

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Jimmie De Luca chuckled darkly. "Who are any of us, really? But I can tell you my name, I suppose. Jacey has been expecting to hear from me. My name is Jimmie De Luca." He gave a short nod as a hello. That was his old name, to be truthful. He preferred to go by Boss or Sir most of the time.

The smirk played at the edges of his lips. "I have ways, Lee Hitsugaya. Good friends who would gladly sit around and watched my prize talk to strangers."

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Jimmie De Luca raised an eyebrow. "Good guess. Yes, I'm looking for that bitch." His tone dropped down to a bitter growl. "Do you know why you should trust me, Lee? She killed my mother. The one person who really cared for me." His eyes sparkled in his fury. "You know that feeling of losing a mother, I presume?"

He snickered. "You think she won't hurt you? For all you know, she is pretending to care. She could be secretly plotting your death as she did my mothers."

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Jimmie De Luca nodded. "You would think so." His words were clipped and bitter, but his tone returned to the lighthearted one from earlier. "Ah. I see you've fallen for her act, Lee. She pretends to be innocent as she plots the next step leading up to your death."

He paused again. "If you need some help being persuaded to tell me where she is, I could always call up Jimmy or Lantara. They would be interested to see you."

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Jimmie De Luca smirked. "For all you know, I called them the moment I entered. They could be waiting for my signal to strike." His eyes glimmered. "All you need to do is answer a few questions, Lee, then I'll be out of here. She doesn't have to know..."

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Jimmie De Luca raised an eyebrow. "Why would I fight you? I simply require your knowledge, sir. I need to know where she is. If I don’t find her first, the others might. And they won’t be as merciful.” He spoke of the other members of the mobs. They were looking for Jacey and they were getting closer to finding her.

Jimmie smirked. “How is she, anyways? She got quite a good beating from me the other night.”

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Jimmie De Luca shook his head. "It isn't your business what happens to her. Jacey is a big girl and can fight her own battles." His lips quirked up into a grin. "Unless you're fond of her? It wouldn't be the first male she lured in with her womanly talents."

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Jimmie De Luca hardly flinched as the hit struck his face lightly. He grinned cruelly at Lee. "Oh my. You are fond of her? Lantara and Jimmy will be excited to hear of this new development. She could be a useful bargaining tool with you.”

He leaned closer to Lee. “You can feel that I’m being truthful, can’t you? She has used her charm to sway you onto her side at least once.” His lips curled into a scowl. “It also wouldn’t be the first time. She got away a few days ago by using her charm.” In truth, Jacey had knocked him out and stumbled away, but Lee didn’t know that.


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Jimmie De Luca smirked. "How would you know what she'd want? She could want to kill you, yet you are fighting the man who wants to bring her in for justice." Well, not real justice. More like the brutal mob kind where they torture you for hours on end. But hey, justice is justice.

A small laugh bubbled in his chest. “Lee, are you worried about her? If you want to help her, you’ll tell me where I can find her. I can end her life quickly, harmlessly.” Another lie. He would draw the pain out for as long as her tiny body could last.

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Jimmie De Luca rolled his eyes. "Why are you being dramatic? I'm doing you a favor. I’m not here to fight you, I’m here to collect information.”

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Jimmie De Luca sighed. "You can't fight. You're all inflated. And anyways, you'd be useless dead. I need information." His eyes hardened. "Even if you protect her right now, I'll kill her. She'll be dead or at least wishing she were after the mob was done with her."

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Jimmie De Luca sighed loudly. "Why must you make things so challenging?” He leaned forward. “Even if you kill me, Jacey will die. Her pale little throat will bleed. Her sparkling green eyes, the ones that seem to express her thoughts, will fade. Her life will be over and I damn well promise that.”

His lip curled up in a half-grimace/half-smile. “Dying would be a silly thing for you to do if her life is over anyways.”

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Jimmie De Luca chuckled. "Yep. Say hello to my little friends." That was the go-phrase. At his command, four armed thugs would appear from seemingly random places around the bar. The one who had sat next to Lee and Jimmy tried to rip the gun from Lee's hands. Three others would surround him, identical smirks on their faces.

In all the confusion, Jimmie slinked his way to the back door. He turned, that same infuriating smirk on his handsome features. “See ya later, balloon boy.” He disappeared into the night.

The thugs smiled stupidly at Lee. They were just a distraction, their lives expendable. The only significant life out of the group had already slipped away.

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The Thugs were killed. They were sad excuses for humans, their brains hardly larger than a goldfish.

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Jimmie De Luca entered the bar, confidence plainly written across his features. His strides were long and purposeful like he owned the world. You could tell by the cocky smile on his face that he thought he was some hot shit. Meet Jimmie, jerk face extraordinaire.

Jimmie strolled over to the bar counter, sitting down in a random bar stool. He crossed his legs and let his eyes flick across the patrons there. He’d find that little skank and end her life. A cruel smile spread across his face.

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Jimmie De Luca sneered his eyes going back to the door where Jacey had run. “I understand your problems with that girl. Jacey is a little bitch who needs to be killed soon.” He spit the words out, hatred clear in his tone. He let his eyes flicker back to this Steve Remmington fellow. “Well, what are your plans for her? Because I want in.”

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Jimmie De Luca nodded stiffly, his shoulder tense. “I know the little bugger. I’ve talked to him before. He wasn’t very forthcoming with information but if I had him in my care without anyone around…” He flashed a not-so-nice grin. “Why, I could get the best to talk.” It was true. Jimmie was known in the mob world for his torture techniques. He waved off the money part. “Money isn’t an object. I have many connections and it’d be worth it. Who is this person I’d need to buy him from?”

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Jimmie De Luca frowned. "Thirty mill? That's a helluva lot for one kid.” He thought about it for a moment before grinning. “That’s fine. It’s a two for the price of one, deal.” He chuckled to himself. “When can we meet this girl? I want Jacey dead as soon as I can.”

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Jimmie De Luca Nodded. “Alright. Listen, I’ll give you… fifty grand if you set this meeting up, arrange a drop off time, and help me get this girl. You can have the kid when I’m done with him…” A sadist grin lit up his features in almost childlike glee. “If there is anything left of him.” Jimmie reached a hand into his coat pocket, pulling out a business card. It read 'Jimmie De Luca' and had a phone number written on it.

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Jimmie De Luca practically beamed at him as he grabbed the card. “Get her on the phone. I want to set this deal up and get it done.”

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Jimmie De Luca entered the bar, eyes trained on the tiny figure of Jacey Dizzario. Finally, he’d caught up to the little bitch and was going to finish this or die trying. With a smirk, Jimmie hurried up behind the unsuspecting girl as quietly as possible.