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The flunky who was now held in a deadly embrace by the old Vargas glanced between him and the sword that now caressed his neck. “U-uh…” he managed weakly. For all his talk, the man was just a coward at heart, and he glanced sideways at his leader in a plea for help.

His leader had other ideas though. He had no idea what those kids were to be able to dodge bullets, nor where the old man had come from. But what he did know was that they were all standing between him and the dolphin he sought to capture, and therefore had to be eliminated. He examined the scene with a battle-wizened eye. The three meddling kids, though not yet dead, were practically helpless in the pool nearby, while his men had thus far suffered no crippling injuries. Even with that sword-wielding old codger holding one of them hostage, the gang-leader knew that he was still one man with a very limited weapon.

So he decided to take his chances. “I’m not doing anything to them,” he cooed to Romulus gesturing placatingly with his empty left hand, though he had no idea just who he was messing with yet. “I just want the dolphin they stole from me. If you can tell them to hand it over, we’ll all leave nicely.”

In a sudden motion, he whipped out his gun with his other hand and squeezed his finger on the trigger.

Landon had no idea where Principal Vargas had come from, but boy, was he glad to see him here defending them. “Old man! You’re here!” he cheered, unable to resist referencing his age again despite himself.

His eyes widened, however, when he saw the gang-leader tighten his finger on the trigger. “Rome! Watch out!” he cried.
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(Where'd the posts go??? || Dodge/block the bullet or watch it misfire? || let's wrap this up!)

The gang-leader’s eyes widened when he saw the old man simply bat aside the bullet with his gigantic sword. What were these people, to see bullets capable of breaking the sound barrier and dodge them as effortlessly as he might dodge a hooker’s slap? The impossibility distracted him badly enough that he was unable to move out of the advancing warrior’s way, and he soon found himself with a sword around his neck.

Now it was his turn to sweat as he eyed the blade and the man. The gang-leader thought quickly. He and his men had never before been incarcerated, and few under him had ever died on a mission. Neither option was appetizing to him. But what choice did he have…?

He smirked at Rome, despite the gravity of his situation. “I think neither,” he said smoothly, though his attempt to compose his voice backfired somewhat and resulted in a slightly strangled tone. He aimed a kick at his captor in the lowest place possible, not expecting it to land at all if this man was what he thought he was.

The low blow was enough to make the old man loosen his grip, and the gangleader exploited this lightning-fast opportunity by slipping free of him. “You will never catch me alive!” he cried, fleeing as quickly as he could. As long as he could escape with his life, the gang would live on.

The three lackeys he had left behind glanced at each other fearfully. What were they to do now that their leader had bailed out on them? As one, they turned and fled, one of them wailing, “Don’t kill me!” as he retreated.

When they were all gone, Landon climbed out of the pool. “That was totally awesome, old man Rome!” he cheered. “You really showed those gang members who’s boss!”
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"Nooo!" the lackeys wailed as they were seized and tied up before they could make a proper getaway. "Not the slammer!"

The gang-leader merely glared balefully at the four meddling interlopers from where he now sat trussed up in rope. What were these people? He swore that when he escaped the jail, he would hunt them down and that dolphin too.

Landon cringed at the thought of what he and the others were in store for now. "Uh-oh..."
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(So Rome's gonna dole out the punishment, or the DC? || Since Juliana didn't participate in the fight at all and hasn't even left her car yet, is she in trouble too?)

"Hey, wait a second! I never said you can go... now..." Before Romulus could say anyting else, the students already left to the dorms. He sighed. Well, it didn't matter, it was up to Lucius or Ludwig to decide their punishment. And they don't know how harsh their punishments will be. So bad, they'll think twice about getting into trouble. he took out his cell phone and called the wildlife reserve to take the dolphin "Ugh...." he saw that the color of the pool water was different. Well, he know's what he'll make them do first.

Romulus saw that there was one student that was just leaving "Hold it right there..." he saw the blood on his arm "Oh, you're hurt.... Come over here so I can do some first aid."

"Oh no. Not until that wound is taken care of." The Roman ripped the sleeve off his jacket and gebtly wrapped it around the wound, to stop the bleeding. "What were you kids thinking? You could've been killed. You're lucky this wound wasn't anything fatal." The more these weird things happened, the more reason he might have to set up a curfew at the dorms. So no one else would end up getting hurt.