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+ | Alexander comes walking down the street. Every few steps, his head twitches to the side, his upper curls to a snarl. He holds his head as he growls low. | ||
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+ | Alexander grabs his head as he leans against a wall. | ||
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+ | Abiri wanders up the sidewalk toward the native trees of the park, moving with lazy lengthwise ripples. Bee's attention seems mostly focused on a piece of jewelry in hand, an oval bracelet with overlapping scale pattern, to which Bee is rubbing on some substance to brighten up the pastel colors. | ||
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+ | Alexander looks over to the snake recom; as he stands up his lip twitches. He starts to walk over to the snake, his optics shutters seem to open and close in alternating sides for a few seconds. He stops, standing in the path of the snake, looking down. | ||
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+ | Despite the fact that he stands twice as tall as the usual pedestrian and Bee doesn' | ||
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+ | Alexander growls deeply as he looks to the piece Bee is working on. He grins as his optics shutters narrow. "You stink of him!" As he grabs for Bee, grabbing at the base of its jaw. | ||
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+ | Abiri drops the scale-patterned bracelet in progress as the giant leans over to grab by the throat. While their might be many muscles in the nearly three hundred pounds of scaley hide, there apparently aren't enough in the neck for Bee to say much of anything in reply. Bee goes mostly limp and looks up in shock before grabbing for his attacking arm (while still hanging onto the sticky and rather smelly rag of lacquer). | ||
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+ | Abiri just stares wide-eyed at Alexander, apparently still not having much to say (other than a pained squeak) while being grasped by the throat. Bee bunches coils up underneath, shifting to stand taller in an effort to to relieve some of the pressure. | ||
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+ | Alexander hmphs as he pulls the snake down and goes to gather his coils in his arm. "Fine we'll just have to," His head twitches to the side in a snap motion. "us then.. won't we.." | ||
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+ | Upon seeing Bee being manhandled, Virendra reaches to his pants pocket and whips out a mobile phone which he quickly proceeds to dial the emergency number. When the operator on the other end picks up, Virendra informs them of the scene set before him: A cougar manhandling a snake. He requests the assistance of the law to keep the peace. | ||
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+ | Abiri doesn' | ||
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+ | Alexander looks to the snake as he sniffs, "You have his scent on you... Where is K' | ||
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+ | Virendra returns the phone to his pocket as he waits for the authorities to arrive, not knowing what to do, he extends his voice to Abiri, "Ah, bud? I think if he wants to know something, and you know it, you should tell him. He dosn't really seem to keen on..." He peeks at the massive cougar before returning his attention to Bee, " | ||
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+ | Alexander snaps his head to Virendra as he grabs and levels his gun at Virendra and fires off three rounds as he pulls at the snake to pull him in the alley, pressing the barrel to the side of his head. "You lie! You know the White Devil!" | ||
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+ | Virendra tries to dodge the bullets as soon as he sees the gun leveled. Two of them whizz by him, but a third catches him in the shoulder. Virendra howls in pain as he clutches the wound and drops to a knee from the pain. A wave of dizziness washes over him from the shock of the blow. Virendra tries to steel himself and rise, but the pain shooting through his body proves too much for the poor musician. | ||
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+ | As the round hits, there is a shattering of windows across the street. | ||
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+ | Abiri continues trying to wriggle out of the giant' | ||
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+ | Virendra begins to sway dizzily on his knee before falling to his hip. He tries to hold himself up with his arms, but they suddenly begin to feel like lead. Virendra' | ||
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+ | Alexander grins wickedly as he taps his fore arm "Kie! Kie! Tuk' Rakoo thrys!" | ||
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+ | Alexander smirks. " | ||
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+ | Abiri just blinks up dumbly at Alexander while he interrupts his assault in downtown Annyrion City to make a phonecall. | ||
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+ | Virendra remains motionless and unconcious on the ground with a bullet wound in the shoulder. | ||
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+ | K' | ||
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+ | Alexander, not paying attention to what's going on around the corner, "Ohh tisk tisk tisk. You don't think your K, k...kk...kk K' | ||
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+ | Abiri still holds very still in Alexander' | ||
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+ | A good amount of members from the local PD arrive on the scene, guns holstered but hands nearby, ready to draw at any second. They take special note of the cougar mentioned in the emergency phone call and fan out around him before one hollers, " | ||
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+ | Alexander grins "Oh but that is the..." | ||
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+ | Abiri oofs at being squeezed around the chest and bodily lifted against Alexander. Bee looks up at the police, staring ahead blankly, and apparently without a single witty remark left. | ||
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+ | K' | ||
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+ | All the members of the PD exchange glances as they nod to one-another and set off, working on herding the civilians out of the area and begin to guard and seal off the perimeter. They are OBVIOUSLY new recruits. | ||
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+ | Alexander his ears swivel at the voice, then grins. "Oh you made it to the Party! Goody, we can start now." He looks to the PD as they go about cordoning off the block. He laughs loudly. "Oh.. Didn't you hear he is FORMER! High Guard.. That means his precious Black Watch has been 86'ed! File 13! Washed up!" He makes a mocking pout face "awww, Kitty wanna cwy?" | ||
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+ | As the PD go off to block off the street, a large SWAT VanTruck pulls in down the street. SWAT starts to pour out in line and take up positions. Two snipers on the roofs. Four on either side of the building making their way slowly towards the alley. | ||
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+ | K' | ||
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+ | Abiri doesn' | ||
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+ | Alexander chuckles as he looks up to the snipers and smiles. "Looks like K' | ||
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+ | The SWAT members at K' | ||
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+ | Abiri doesn' | ||
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+ | The SWAT brings Alexander out to the wagon. As he steps in, it tilts slightly. He looks over to one of the officers. "I want to ride with him," he says as he grins and nods to K' | ||
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+ | Vladimir steps from the doors of the bank while in the process of lighting up a cigarette. The jag's preoccupation with that particular task makes him miss out on the activity of the SWAT in the area before finally looking up, and a brow is raised once in a questioning way. For the moment he watches as he loosely rests his right paw into a pocket while the left maintains the freshly lit bit of tobacco. | ||
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+ | Abiri curls up on the pavement outside the alley, leaning on an officer who has wisely decided not to ask any questions just yet. Bee isn't crying, but is staring at the pavement as K' | ||
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+ | The SWAT officer brings Abiri to another officer "Its ok. You're safe now. We are going to have to ask you a few questions, ok," as the Female officer takes Abiri off to the side. "Can I get you something to drink?" | ||
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+ | The door to the wagon shut, the SWAT knocks the back three time. The wagon drives off. | ||
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+ | K' | ||
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+ | Abiri nods silently at the suggestion to move away from the alley entrance, flowing with broad strokes over to the other officer before bunching up again before. Bee nods again silently at the first question, wringing hands nervously while looking around. "Yes, thanks..." | ||
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+ | Williams grabs a bottled water, hands it to Abiri and motions to an officer to get the vest, backpack and the art work. There is forensics on side walking the grid of the alleyway where Vir was shot and the store front. One picks up the gun used "This is just a tranq gun.." as he bags and tags it. The officer comes back and hands over the lost items. | ||
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+ | Vladimir approaches one of the officers in the area as he starts to looks around curiously for the details of the scene then asks in rather thick Martian accent, "What happen here?" He indicates the vehicles and the crowd with his cigarette. | ||
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+ | Officer Davis, a husky recom, speaks to Vladimir. " | ||
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+ | Vladimir offers the officer a short smile as he nods, " | ||
hostage_situation.txt · Last modified: 2010/11/04 06:15 by abiri