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(רב טוראי (רב"ט (Corporal)
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- Credit goes to @DD_ for the format.

 

(Ingame character photo soon)

 

Batya Kaplan

Alias: Rose

Date of Birth: 20/11/1992 (25)

Hometown: Nazareth, Israel

Hair: Black

Eyes: Light Green

Height: 5’7

Weight:122 lbs

Build: Athletic

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

 

Occupation: IDF Corporal (Formerly), Drugs Dealer, Hitman

Religion: Jewish

Spoken Languages: Hebrew (Native), English

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Photo Courtesy: Vice City Police Department, Florida

Charge(s): Battery (2017)

 

 

Appearance:

Jewelry:

 

Piercing(s):

  • Both earlobes

 

Scar(s)

  • Stabbing scar (Stomach)

 

 

 

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America Puts A Flag In Israel

 

 

Liberty City, Algonquin

11:23 PM

Lucky Wrinkles

 

Batya enters and is covered in snow, she shakes it off her body and approaches the bar.

 

A American can be seeen sitting at the at the bar, he's staring down at his drink.

 

Batya looks at her left, notices what appears to be a tattoo on the guy's neck.


Batya: "What's that?"
 

Cedric: "Oh, this? Tattoo from a few years ago."


Batya: "Looks nice, I guess."


Cedric: Oh well, thanks. 

Says Cedric, as he notices the small locket hanging around her neck and  what appears to be a thick leather bracelet

"What's that, then?" - he says, pointing at both accessories.



Batya: "Well, I was in the military?"



Responds Batya, sounding quite international, barely showing an accent in her words.


Cedric laughs. as he'd look at her seriously a couple of seconds after



Cedric: "You? in the army? No way." - he'd chuckle



Batya simply smirks away and decides to turn to him with a grin.



Batya: "Well, let's make a bet then."



Cedric raises an eyebrow, looking at her with quite the curious set of eyes.



Cedric: "Go on..." - he says.



Batya: "I bet you a beer and five bucks on how you won't be able to hit me, and I'll still laugh at you."



Cedric, quite confident of his skills amongst the Irish-Americans, decides to accept the bet against the mysterious girl.



Cedric: "Game's on, girl." - Cedric says, as he'd slowly stand up with his beer on one hand.



Cedric: "I'll try to go easy on you, nothing harsh, right?" - Would proceed Cedric, stretching his arm lightly.



Batya: "Whatever you say." - Batya would respond with an innocent voice, standing up with her winter jacket.



Cedric would then swing his open hand as to reach for her shoulder, but the girl amazingly dodges away with such a heavy set of clothing.



He'd widen his eyes, as the bartender remains idle yet entertained at the small pretend fight.



Cedric: "You're pretty good." - He'd compliment the girl with.



Batya: "Yeah well...I could be better, really." - She'd respond, slowly taking off her jacket, only to reveal a set of tattoos down her arms, and quite the t-shirt from the IDF, a golden Star of David necklace is hanging down her neck.



Cedric can quickly identify the IDF logo on the t-shirt, growing weary of what can be a kickass dealt by krav maga
he'd swiftly raise his hands up, eyeing the girl with care.



Cedric: "Okay, okay, you win." - He'd say, as he motions the barman to serve another bottle, Cedric paying up the cash after
the girl tilts her head aside with a wide grin, bursting into laughter as a man from the pool table approaches her
the man hands her around 300 bucks, as angry as a guy like him could look, walking back to the dark corner of the bar beside his appearant biker friends.


Cedric squints lightly, completely unaware of what just happened, but before he could inquire the girl, she replies:



Batya: "Oh, you silly thing. I bet 300 bucks with that man there, that I could make you surrender from a fight without even touching you, and still get paid."



Cedric shakes his head with an embarassed smile, returning to his seat as he just drinks all night long. chatting and getting to know the new Israeli girl that kicked his ass without a single touch.



We can say that Batya seems to get along with everyone just dragged the slightly-drunk Cedric home after getting wasted herself, and things happened..



A start of a beautiful friendship..

 

 

 

 

FBI! OPEN UP!
 



Vice City, Vice Point
3:34 PM
2017
Vice Point Langer

 

Batya and Cedric are on the 30th floor of a skyscraper, in their apartment.
They lied to the owner of the apartment about being in a relationship, so that she'd fall into a softy love story and lower the monthly price.
Both of them are currently in the bedroom, surrounded by around seventeen bricks of cocaine.
By the nightstand of each one, resides a .44 Magnum and a Nighthawk Custom .45 ACP.
Batya sits on the bed, legs crossed as Cedric walks around the room with a calculator. They're chatting about business and possible profit.


Batya: "What, you think the bikers are paying thirty grand for these five?"


Cedric: "No, I think they're TRYING to pay us thirty for it."


Batya: "Wait, so...what the fuck's the plan?"


Cedric: "The plan is that we either get the price we asked, or we fuck them over."


Batya: "Sounds delightfully devilish."


Cedric: "Yeah, you should know about fuck overs, shouldn't you?"


Batya: "More than experienced."


Cedric: "So, we get it for seventy-two...LIKE WE ASKED. And if they don't agree...well, you know."


Batya: "Yup. I'll be on the lookout for more buyers, incase it doesn't work."


Cedric: "And that's why we don't reveal our faces. Everybody in this town thinks we're running it and sending people for the trades."


Batya: "When infact, it's actually us doin th-..."


Cedric: "Yes. Stop the monologue repeat, Polly."


Batya: "Whoa, is my big muscle baby feeling a bit sour?"


Cedric: "Yeah, fuck you. You know how these things go, it's all for profit and survival."


Batya: "Well...you're right. But I think you're focusing on survival a bit too much."


Cedric: "Yeah, well maybe I just want to ret-" - Rose grabs XIII by the hand before he finishes, pulling him onto the bed.


Batya: "Maybe, you should focus more on enjoying life as it is."


Cedric: "Well, I won't be enjoying life if I have ten fat fucks trying to kill you and me."


Batya: "Ahuh. I bet you'd cry for days if I died."


Cedric: "Well, n-not for days, but uh..."


Batya: "Pfft, busted. You're getting soft over me."


Cedric quickly pushes Rose off him, as he stands up lightning quick.


Cedric: "Uh, no! I'm just making sure I don't have to do a solo run with thousands in cash and drugs!"


Batya: "Yeah...sure." Batya smirks.


Cedric: "Right then, fuck y-..." A sudden knock on the door is heard.

 

 

 

 

 

 


Cedric: "Hol-...WHAT THE FUCK?"


The seemingly FBI authorities bang on the door, as the duo only has time to grab their weapons and rush into the closet together.


Batya: "W-What the heck is that, Cedric?!"


Cedric: "Shh! Just...follow me and don't do any noise!"


Cedric reaches for a small grating panel on the top left of the walk-in closet, as they slowly give way into the vent maze. XIII is last to enter, closing the grate behind him.


The duo slowly squirms through the vents, listening to the loud orders as the dozen of armed agents burst into the apartment.
They reach the end of the vents, slowly sliding out right next to the elevator.


Batya hits the button, as Cedric quickly yanks her back by the wrist.


Cedric: "No...just c'mon."


Cedric pulls Batya along to the clothing shaft located a few doors down, he opens up the door, grasping her rear with roughness.


Batya widens her eyes as she's lightly raised up. As she was about to get tossed inside, she slams her palms against the wall.


Batya: "Sexy st-...whoa, whoa! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"


Cedric: "Just go inside, already!"


Batya: "No, are you crazy?! I'm gonna die!"


Cedric: "F-Fine!"


Cedric pulls Batya against him, jumping down the shaft. They'd fall from the 37th floor to the 30th, where there was the 3rd laundry room located in the massive building.


Cedric slams down at full momentum against the cart of dirty clothing, Rose riding him like a cowboy rides a nuke. They smash the cart apart, being left with around 25kg of dirty sheets.


Cedric: "Ugh..."


Batya jumps off him, eyes wide open as she skips up and down.


Batya: "That was fun, that was AWESOME! Let's do it again, again again!"


Cedric grunts, slowly pushing himself as he nudges Batya aside.


He'd go for the lockers, trying to find an outfit for both.


Considering Cedric's size, there was nothing made for 6'0+, as for Batya...she'd get the obvious cleaning lady.
Cedric tosses on a vest with a random ass nametag, it had 'Richard' written on it. Batya just takes time to slide her half-fancy ass into the dress, written 'Rosa' on it, ironically.


Batya looks at Cedric, giggling like a tard.

 

Batya: "You sure look incognito."


Cedric: "Yeah, well. You look like the mistress I'll have in another 25 years."


Batya: "You wish she was as pretty as me."


Cedric: "Well, at this rate. I bet she'll be prettier. With you dressing up like that."


Batya: "What does that mean?"


Cedric: "That means y-...we need to get the fuck out. Get the room card and let's go."


Batya: "Sure thing...Richard."


Cedric and Batya gently walk out, being a saturday the skyscraper was full of people entering and leaving.
Some of them were weary, as they had been warned of a police raid on the 30th floor.
Batya takes the lead, as Cedric falls slightly back, hand behind his back like a gent...but ready to pull a gun at any second. She'd eye each door, trying to find an available room. People were going in and out.
Eventually Cedric motions her over to the elevator, as they both get in it and head to the 19th floor.
They trade elevators, going down to the 10th floor.
They pop out of the elevator, at the first leveled laundry room.
The duo tries to find fitting clothes. Batya is easily lucky enough, as for Cedric...he just takes the vest off and shoves it in a locker.
While doing so, he finds a wallet and a set of keys, taking both.


Cedric: "You good?"


Batya: "Uh, yeah. Kinda loose, but it'll do."


Cedric: "Sometimes, I wish I had the balls to say the same."


Batya: "Oh, you fucking tw-...!"


Batya smacks him, as he curls up lightly and prances out of the room.


The duo catches the last elevator down to the 2nd floor, swiftly getting out.


Batya: "So what now?"


Cedric: "We take the outer ladder."


Batya: "There's an outer ladder?"


Cedric: "Are you telling me there isn't?"


Batya: "Uh...uhm...uh...y-...yes?"


Cedric: "What...the...fuck, Rose."


Batya: "I thought you knew! I swear!"


Cedric: "Well, I don't."


Cedric takes the card off Batya, finding an empty room.


He'd open the balcony, briefly looking down.
The fall isn't as big, but there's no way of getting out such as stairs or piping.
Luckily, the building close to the skyscraper provides excellent swiftness.
Cedric's tall body slenders out of the balcony, lowering himself down in an easy fashion onto the pillar a foot away.


Batya trembles at the sight, expecting him to fall and ruin it all.


Batya: "Just...be careful, okay?"


Cedric: "Aw, getting soft on me?"


Batya: "N-N-No?"


Cedric: "Aha, yeah, sure." Cedric smirks.


Cedric: "Just follow."


Cedric extends his hand, gently passing Batya to his front.


Cedric slaps his foot against the balcony grating and the side of the pillar, holding his hands up.


Cedric: "Listen to me carefully, Rose. I'm going to slowly lower you down onto the other balcony. But I need you to not squirm like the tickly bitch you are."


Batya: "O-Okay."


Batya gives both of her hands to Cedric, getting down to a near split infront of him. He'd slowly lower her to the point she'd have no leg support anywhere.
Cedric balances Batya aside onto the other balcony, dropping her once she's within a safe space.
Cedric closes his legs, dropping down only to grasp the railing with his hands.
Batya rushes over after getting up, gently pulling him into the balcony.


Cedric: "Okay, again."


Batya slides back out, this time simply dropping down with a front roll.


Cedric: "C'mon, flowerpot."


Batya jumps off the balcony around six and a half feet high, getting caught by Cedric with ease.
They both locate the employee's car that Cedric had they keys to, driving off to Ocean Beach. They arrive at a warehouse.


Cedric: "C'mon, get your stuff. I'm getting us out of here."


Batya: "But what ab-..."


Cedric: "Forget about it, Rose. Okay?"


She simply nods with an innocent look, after going through the whole skyscraper scene. Batya walks into the open warehouse, manned by a few people.
She enters the locker room, coming out three minutes after with a few bags.
Cedric helps her by putting the bags in the back of the Sentinel.
He'd fetch the toolbox from the back, the hotel worker being a man of light interest in vehicles, fetching a screwdriver.
He'd gently take out the front plates, tossing them away under a crate.
Cedric places the screwdriver in his front shirt's pocket, entering the car as he eyes Rose.


Cedric "We'll be fine, okay?"


Batya simply nods, blinking a few times as she looks rather worried.
Cedric runs his hand through her hair, pecking her cheek lightly.


Batya: "We'll be fine."


He starts up the Sentinel and crosses the bridge to Viceport.


Cedric: "I hope you brought my bag too."


Batya: "Ahuh, it's the red one."


Cedric: "Open it up, and take out...thirty two grand."


Batya: "Thir-...?"


Batya eyes Cedric as she opens the bag, looking inside only to find heaps of cash.
She'd gulp at the sight of so much cash, taking out the amount requested.
Cedric enters the port, driving up to what seems to be a ship of Asian origin, due to the characters on the back.
Batya pulls up to a fellow man in a worker's hat and a safety vest, he looked asian himself.
"この船はサンアンドレアスに行くのですか？"
The asian man nods with a smile. Cedric motions Batya to hand the man the cash.
Batya nods, doing as told.
The old man motions Batya out, as Cedric drives to the nearest open container. He'd step out before, removing the rear plates as he drives inside.
Cedric slowly comes out of the container as the workers close and load it onto the boat. He grabs Rose by the hand, bowing down to the old man lightly before walking up to the ship.


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The duo walks up the ship, Cedric carrying the bags. They'd swiftly be directed to their room aboard the container.


Batya: "Who was that?"


Cedric: "That's...the father of a good friend of mine. Mister Fukushida."


Cedric: "He constantly routes ships off Vice City, and he knew what I did. As long as I kept his son out. I asked him if he could do me a favor incase I ever got in this sort of trouble."


Batya nods lightly, swiftly falling onto the bed.


Batya: "I'm fucking exhausted."


Cedric: "It's gonna be a long trip, you have time to sleep."


Batya: "Well yeah. Also, you never told me you could speak jap."


Cedric: "I didn't? Oh well, never had the use in Vice City."


Batya: "Are you sure?"


Cedric: "Yeah, pretty sure."


Batya: "You could used it on me, you know? Learn a bit."


Cedric duffles through his bag, turning back to Batya swiftly.


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Batya: "I'm n-...who the fuck is Alice?"


Cedric: "Really? You gonna do that now?"


Batya: "Nah, just kidding."


Cedric: "Yeah, you better."


Batya: "Getting soft again?"


Cedric: "Look who's talking."


Batya: "Oh, shut up."


Batya grabs Cedric by the hand, yanking him closer.


Cedric: "What now?"


Batya: "Nothing. Just wondering."


Cedric: "Wondering what...?"


Batya: "Oh, nothing."


Cedric: "Right..."


Batya: "Are we friends?"


Cedric: "Friends? Yeah."


Batya: "And what about...'friends', hm?"


Cedric: "Friends?"


Batya: "Yes...'friends'."


Cedric: "What do you mean?"


Batya: "JUST ANSWER THE DAMN QUESTION. ARE WE FRIENDS?"


Cedric: "Yeah!"


Batya guides her hands down to Cedric's belt and slowly begins to unbuckle it.


Cedric: "Those hands are getting mighty low."


Batya: "As low as a friend would go."


Cedric: "Quite the friend you are."


Batya: "One like none other."


Cedric: "That I can see..."


The duo just get handsomely fine throughout the trip.

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