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Post by The Administrator!!! on Oct 6, 2010 20:43:01 GMT -5
Tommy was able to hear the noise outside. His ciggarette falling off his lip as the tussle went on. He swallowed a little before then stepping back and pulling out a pistol from the desk. He had two aimed at the door when it opened. He just started firing. Why? Because, he's scared. He felt the chill of death in the air. He aimed high, taking out the glass and some wall paneling. He was so hyped on the fear he let loose every round until his left gun clicked, then he dropped it and fired the right one til it clicked. After that he threw it.
Why did he do all that? It was fear. Frank brought fear to the low-lives. Which was a good thing. Just now he heard some sirens outside... a smirk. "Ya hear that! Pigs! They'll gun you down for what you did, you son of a...." he swallowed hard.... was he still alive? "Did I get you?" He just asked. He didn't think. He only asked...
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Frank Castle
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Post by Frank Castle on Oct 6, 2010 20:51:18 GMT -5
Frank wasn't playing around, and with a sharp kick, broke down the door to the office, letting it land with a crash. With no hesitation, he took a moment, and shot Tommy about mid-thigh.
Walking over to the man, he drew his knife, placing the blade against Tommy's throat.
"It's time you and I had a little chat about our mutual friend," he says, and then drives his elbow into the other man's face hard enough to knock out a man twice his size.
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Post by The Administrator!!! on Oct 10, 2010 0:38:38 GMT -5
Pain... sufferable pain. He SCREAMED when the bullet took his leg. Falling back and holding it. Bleeding like mad. Then he turned up frightfully as the other man took a blade to his neck.
Swallowing a last time. He's reeling from the hit only before blacking out. He's then laying hard on the ground twitching a bit. It's hard to believe this man ran anything.
Meanwhile...
Bishop, and his partner were on the steps outside the office. That's where Thomas said he'd need the help. They were with flashlights so first Frank can see the lights into the windows a little. Bishop looked at all the chaos. What happened... this place turned to a damn warzone almost.
Yet, that was not the worst. Walking upt the steps, his partner cocked his gun and readied to kick in the door. Bishop narrowed his eyes and readied himself. For whatever was inside...
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Post by Frank Castle on Oct 10, 2010 10:12:56 GMT -5
Frank holstered his weapon, sheathed his knife, and slung the M4 over his shoulder. Now things were going to get interesting. He had dallied too long, and the cops had arrived, though he was glad he hadn't killed everyone in the building, they might stall them for a moment.
Quietly shutting the door to the office, he pulled some wire from his coat pocket, and tied it to the door knob. Then, running it a foot or so, he pulled a flashbang out of his jacket, wedging it into a crevice then tied the wire to the pin. Now, when the office door opened, the flashbang would go off, dazing the person who opened the door.
Walking over to a nearby window, Frank waited for the cops to be out of sight, and opened it, first sliding the unconscious Tommy out, who hit the ground with a dull thud. Then, waiting again, Frank went out the window. And so the sneaking part of the mission began.
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Post by The Administrator!!! on Oct 12, 2010 20:44:41 GMT -5
The bang went off... the partner, screamed and fell back a little. Bishop out of luck or some sense of things. He had kept his eyes narrow, and not focused on the door as much his partner. His senses were dulled less than the other man so he grabbed him holding him from certain injury.
Bishop snapped his head in and took a look. The vision returned only long enough to see a man leaping out a window... great, he said. "Watch here! I'll be back!"
Bishop, turned and leapt off the banister. Where it would be injury for his partner. The leap and roll was nothing for him. Bishop ran soon after around the building. Toward where he saw the other man leap. He turned with gun drawn expecting some hired killers for a rival gang. He'd just hold them for his partner.
He didn't know what he was going to really find though. Like the fact he was being aimed by guns.... four thugs working here had HIM at gunpoint, demanding he drop his weapon. Bishop swallowed before nodding and doing what was demanded. Of course now they were talking about him being the one responsible. Obviously believing this cop was really Frank Castle. Kicking his gun away, they then kick out his knees. Bishop dropped there and listened to the debate of popping him. Loud enough his partner must hear it but he was less courageous to intervene. In fact, he was now sweating and hiding in the office. Respectfully, he didn't like his partner. A black man was never his prefered allegiance.
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Post by Frank Castle on Oct 12, 2010 22:16:00 GMT -5
Frank saw what was happening to Detective Bishop, "Shit," he said, making a quick U-Turn, aimed the M4.
Eight quick pops, four dead thugs, all with holes in their backs.
Frank lowered the rifle, and looked at Bishop for a moment, then turned away again, picking up Tommy. He then began to run, trying to get some distance between him and the Detective.
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Post by The Administrator!!! on Oct 13, 2010 0:25:42 GMT -5
Bishop was so stunned.... what?
"Ahh..." He stood. Watching that homeless man run off. He wasn't really homeless. Or, least not so much he could do all that. A slight frown and he didn't think of the man he was carrying. Mostly he just sighed and heard the rustling of his partner now. Coming over to see him.
This, was going to be a long report. A long... annoying report surely.
"I need a drink." The partner said with a snort, and rub of his nose. Bishop nods not really to the drink. To the whole ordeal. He was, unsure. What happened.
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