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Post by Leon on Apr 26, 2013 21:46:51 GMT -8
| [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,480,bTable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100][atrb=vAlign,top] ASHES, FURY 
Leon slowly got up as his partner brought the kid down. Rubbing his head due to having it hit the ground when the kid tackled him. He wasn't groggy but it sure hurt a bit. The tall man was just truly glad that the ordeal was now over and they could haul in their capture. Reinforcements should be arriving soon, at least they could just toss him in the vehicle and Leon wouldn't have to worry about pulling the trigger on him.
"Yea, just a bit caught off guard. Wasn't to worried since I knew you had my back." Looking down at the kid he almost felt sorry for him, than he remembered that he was trying to kill them not to long ago. His life was already forfeit so it was only right of the juvenile to fight for it though, right? Either way, it was better the kid than Leon or Ivan though.
Sliding his gun back into its holster, the bald man would look back to his partner. Putting a hand to his ear, he would radio back to headquarters. "This is Officer Leon Johnson, target is in custody and ready for transport." Letting his hand drop before they could chatter back to him, he would gesture to his partner for them to head back outside. "Come on, reinforcements should be here shortly. We can have them take him in while we get a drink."
Notes:stuff here Tagged: Ivan Words: ### template by pianissimo of BTN
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Post by Ivan on May 1, 2013 5:38:41 GMT -8
Ivan forced the youth to the ground, the weight of his body and certain pressure points easily preventing any struggle. Sliding his dagger into its sheath, Ivan flipped the youth over, cupping his hands together and sliding some cuffs around his wrists until further reinforcements came. He pulled the youth up and pushed him against a wall, his partner nearby calling in the support they would need to transport the youth safely. With his leg still partially paralyzed, the youth made no attempt at escaping, instead relying on the enforcers strength to keep him steady.
“At least this lot is over, been a while since I’ve had that much fun.”
Ivan sighed, he missed the days where action like such happened more commonly. More often these days they were put into a position where a small gathering started disagreeing and any sign of an enforcer broke it up, thus leaving no real work to be done. That or standard routine checks across the whole of Area D which ultimately lead to no action either. Ivan was a man of danger, he thrived on it and loved the possibilities, but more importantly the hunt. The Russian pulled the youth from the wall and dragged him beside, heading to the lower levels of the industry building, Leon hopefully by his side at the offer.
In the meantime with his free hand he pulled out a flask, inside a forbidden liquid which sated his tastes temporarily. He offered the flask to Leon at his side, their partnership was far from over and he was thankful for it, the man was strong and reliable.
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