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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 21, 2009 21:11:05 GMT -5
"I'm not going to tell you a goddamn thing you good for nothing son'vabitch...." He sneered, not liking how this was looking but being too stubborn to let things go the easy way. He did, as he was pulling the trigger though the door opened, go figure they were in the nice guys office. The door opening startled him a bit and made him move his gun hand to release the bullet into Calso's shoulder, and at such a close range he wouldn't even have to worry about having the bullet removed.
A gasping squeak. There stood Sharpton, it was his office they were fighting in and that wasn't what he had been expecting to see when he had came into work. The shot rang throughout the halls which of course only attracted more attention. The sick, the dying, the other doctors, roaming agents. They were all looking in that direction now. Adrian knew better than to stick around and he took off, running away from the now injured doctor and everything. Ally looked at him worriedly, holding him up, being careful of the other's shoulder, wondering how to get blood splatter off the walls.
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Post by Doc on Jan 21, 2009 21:59:55 GMT -5
Calso felt the bullet go through his flesh, it felt so slow, the heated steel slowly peircing flesh, the sound almost loud enough, inside his ears as the ringing drowned them in raging deaf mode. His head spun, but he wasn't about to let one lousy shot get the best of him. He forced himself up, pushing his way out of the office, running after him down the hall. "Stop that kid!! Stop him, He's a black!" He yelled, pushing people, shoving them out of his way, Ignoring thier comments. "Stop him! He's a Black Nation!" He yelled again, feeling rather slower than usual. He pulled a scaple out of his coat pocket and slug it forward, peircing Adrian's side. He wasn't going to let him get away.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 21, 2009 22:12:44 GMT -5
Adrian felt everyone's gaze but they weren't doing anything. Were they questioning him. Then something hit him and it hurt horrily. His body froze for a few moments as realization hit him. He was bleeding and there was a scaple protruding from his side. He looked back at Calso, it was as though it was only the two of them there. He pulled it out and winced, gritting his teeth. "You threw something!" He yelled throwing it back, it wasn't a bad throw either, Adrian had always loved throwing knives and other things of the sort, it was a hobby from a time ago.
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Post by Doc on Jan 21, 2009 22:38:54 GMT -5
Calso still came after him, even when the tool was thrown back and damn if it didn't hit him in his bad shoudler. Well, better one big wound than two little ones. He froze, only a few paces away from Adrian, holding his shoulder and letting out a cry of pain as he ripped the sergical knife out of his already bleeding flesh. It hurt yes, but it would hurt more if he left it in there. "Alright you little shit, what the hell do you think you're doing here, it's not like you can learn anything from those damn medical files anyway." Of course, you could learn moutains of knowledge from them, as long as you knew what to look for but in most cases, if you didn't have medical trianing, they were basically useless. He was pissed, hurting....pissed...mainly and he didn't want to be there.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 21, 2009 22:44:45 GMT -5
"Dr.Calso, you really have no business putting your nose where it doesn't belong, and if you wouldn't have then you wouldn't be hurt right now. I don't want the files, the embassy does. Though now I know who to visit next time I'm poking around in here and what files I would personally go for..." Adrian grinned. "Now, why don't you be a good man and go let someone take care of you. He was so close to being out of there, almost, the exit he would take was just a few steps away.
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Post by Doc on Jan 27, 2009 17:31:32 GMT -5
Calso sneered at the black agent trying to ignore the stinging pain in his shoulder. "Don't get smart with me boy!" He spat at him, trying ever so hard and failing so miserably to stand once more. The pain would eventually die out into a dull ache but that wouldn't happen until a good while had passed and surely the black nation agent would have succeeded. Calso glared at him now, almost looking passed him, trying to hold in a cocky grin as another doctor snuck up behind him, preparing to take him hostage. "Hah...shows how much you know you cocky ass prick. You don't have to be a good man....." He cut his sentence...catching his breath for the moment, slowly taking in the pain. "...to be a good doctor, or a good agent...and let me tell you something......Good man....." He mocked the other's words, insulting him with a grin placed upon his lips. ".....Good men don't always die happily." The other agent dived for Adrian, prepared to catch him and hold him down as Calso forced himself to get up. Oh how he hated Tuesdays.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 27, 2009 18:31:16 GMT -5
Everyone hated Tuesdays, that was for sure. At the last minute he heard the other doctor as the man had inhaled and he dove out of the way trying not to get caught before he lept back over the man only to hit the floor hard as the doctor that was now on the floor was holding him down with a tight grip to the ankle and was moving his way up to use his weight against Adrian's muscels. He wouldn't let him get away. "You fucking cock sucking mother fucker!" He growled not liking the pain that zinged through his body as pressure was applied to his injury. This man ontop of him was clearly not going to move. A frown sculped itself onto Adrian's lips and a glare shot from behind his eyes. "Alright Calso, he's all yours..." Said the other man that was just trying to help out a fellow agent and doctor along with doing some good for his embassy.
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Post by Doc on Jan 28, 2009 16:06:11 GMT -5
"Pure Poetry..." Calso grinned at the black nation's distress, sucking up the pain and slowly walking over to him. He crouched down, amused with the way Adrian was dealing with his misfortune. "Now, hows about you be a good man, and tell us where you put those files." He wasn't about to hit him without telling the other man to let him go, but he wasn't about to tell him to let him go. It was just cowardly to hit a man who couldn't defend himself...no, it was worse than being a damned coward, and Travis wasn't about to bring himself to that level. "Come on little black nation,..." He lifted his chin with firm grip to get a better look at his face. "....where are they?"
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 28, 2009 17:05:24 GMT -5
He laughed at the other man's moment of mocking him and grinned dangerously. He had a card or two left to play and he would use them until he found his Ace in the hole. Spitting in Travis' face he sneered. "I'll never tell you where I hid them. Maybe I played a role in a pass-off job. Didn't think of that did you?" A smirk. "You may have found one of us but you can't catch us both. Blasted Whites." Adrian mentally commented his self for his job well done thus far. Yea he was caught at the moment but hey, what can you do?
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Post by Doc on Jan 28, 2009 17:19:26 GMT -5
"The entire building is being searched as we speak, we have guards at every possible exit, if there is an apprentice as you say there is, then it won't be long before their caught." He lied, disgusted by the saliva on his face. He pulled out a cloth, whiping it away and tossing it on the floor next to Adrian. "Have him taken down to the interigation room, set three." He ordered the other doctor, his beeper going off to signify that he was needed. It was probably just another bitch-ass order that that upper-class peice of shit agent was going to give him, as if he cared, but it lethim clear his head and calm down. He returned to the interrigation room afterwards to aid his fellow agents in making this guy squeal. It was a job like this that made Calso enjoy his job. He watched outside, through the glass, listening from the microphone, just being there in case he was needed, maintaining a professional stance.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 28, 2009 17:29:40 GMT -5
Adrian watched as that doctor, that White nation doctor walked away and he was drug down to the room of which he would be interrogated in. Once Calso was down there he had made it just in time to see Adrian be backhanded. Wincing as his head was thrusted to the left and a bit of blood flew from his mouth. "Tell us what you did with the files kid!" Demanded a man that was doing the interrogating. Adrian just grinned, most of his face but his wicked smile being hidden or shaded by his hair. He chuckled, being so determined that he would pull one over on them. "Okay.....I'll tell you. I stuck them up your ass!" He looked up at the man with a deranged look upon his face. Oh he was just asking for it.
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Post by Doc on Jan 28, 2009 18:37:38 GMT -5
"Then we best get some gloves." Calso grumbled, walking into the room uninvited. Adrian wasn't going to talk if they just slapped him around a couple of times, no they had to dig deeper, really get the pain flowing through him. "So, do we have to get messy looking for some files or can we trust that you were just spitting bullshit and are going to tell us where the files really are." He sliped on a disposable glove and used his thumb and index finger, gripping tightly to one of the hoops that was pierced into Adrian's ear. "Well?"
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 28, 2009 18:44:20 GMT -5
Adrian grinned. "Oh look the man of the hour." He greeted Calso upon his entrance. "You must be dooing a bang-up job around here." He didn't seem too threatened by what the doctor had said. In all honesty he wasn't until there was a hand on his ear ring. A complexed puzzled look was being expressed on the captives face as he looked up at him. "Spitting bullshit? ....Me, ha no. Really they could be up his ass for all I know." His tone held itself to be serious. "I don't know what you plan on doing to me but I have no files.....I haven't left the building so neither have they. Dumbasses." He comented in wants to keep his ear rings in place.
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Post by Doc on Jan 28, 2009 19:09:24 GMT -5
"Well, frankly, you obnoxious little piece of shit, we're agents, not detectives and we don't want to waste our time on some damn goose-chase when the information we want is in that hot-air filled head of yours just waiting to be screamed out for all to hear. Now there are two possibilities, either you still have them on your person, which I highly doubt but we could strip you down to nothing if we have to, hell we'll even search up your ass if we have to, but we don't want to." He held a firm grip on his earring, the threat still strong in there air. "Or..they're somewhere cleverly, and I say that word with very little emphasis, hidden and you are the only one who has the knowledge of where." He stood in front of him now, a smiled placed cockily upon his lips. "Here in this room there is not good cop/bad cop option, there's bad cop/batshit-crazy, angry doctor and lets face it...I'm not policeman."
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 28, 2009 19:19:31 GMT -5
"Boy, you make me feel so good about myself, you know that? You crazy fucker you. But I'm going to tell you again. I haven't gotten them, you don't even know what I was after. How about a deal?" He said with a sly tone dripping from his words. Cards were about to be all on the table now. He wasn't worried about being stripped down because well quiet frankly he was used to nude modling in his class and he was rather proud of his body. "So, will we make a deal and I do hope that you got that arm of yours looked at, sir." He wasn't about to really respect this man, he had no desire or will to. "If I give you the files, you let me go. No one wins and I lose more for going back empty handed to have the shit beaten out of me. Sound good to you Mr.Dr.Calso?" He purred knowing that he was probably beaten. Though he almost did enjoy the idea of being frisked. No, no, he could get that from someone else later.
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