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 Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 7:35 am
Integra sighed and shook her head. She put her hands up when Crazy #1 went overboard causing crazy #2 to whip out her gun.
"Oh bloody hell. No." Walter growled as he threw down the menu. He wasnt happy, he hadnt had his tea yet and now this psycho cop was going to arrest everyone on the outrageous claim of that crazy reporters ramblings. Walter walked right up to Murrow and brought back his hand only to slap the man upside the head.
"You blimey fool! You bloody goddamn git! Its a CAFE not some conspiracy ladden place. It's a BLOODY GODDAMN CAFE YOU GIT! Nothing more you fool! Now stop all this bloody malarky and get with the program! And you!" Walter pointed angry, never withhold tea from a British. Never...
With irritaion filling Walters violet eyes he pointed to Romane and headed towards her. "Put that stupid thing down! Are you honestly going to jump whenever someone tells you to? You old hag, you need your bloody head checked, or to get shagged. Either way, Ma'am. You will put that bloody damn gun away and relax or i will take it from you. THEN you will have a reason to arrest someone. With your track record Ma'am im surprised you still have your bloody badge!" Walter growled his hands in fists. "Now put it down! And someone get me some bloody goddamn White Jasmine Tea! Milk and honey, and a i want a bloody crumpet!" Walter barked.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 1:03 pm
 What? She was arresting him? Again? Sweet! He loved going to jail! He could meet all those murder psychopath rappist drug dealing whore! Where else could he meet so many people with so many many informations about the world of crime? No where else! Also, being locked in a cell with them had always worked in Neil's advantage. They couldn't run away! One or two did commit suicide, however... Ah, details, details. He was going to jail! He grinned widely at that thought and left out a little squeal of excitement, but not for long. No, no. He could not let his excitement show. That would have been... unprofessional. Or something. He slowly raised his hands in the air, putting an air of defeat on his face. Well, as much defeated as one could be while having a giant grin, that is. "Oh, yes, yes. Of course! Naturellement!" I did just purchased services in a bordello afterall. It is normal that I am sent to jail as one filthy one time client.
It was then that Walter hit him. Why did he do that! He didn't want to go to jail of what? Some people, really! And what was he saying? This was only a Cafe? Oh, Walter, Walter! He really couldn't see further than his nose, could he! If Neil was to put a piece of paper saying blueberries on shards of glass, they would still be shards of glasses and those weren't very tasty! Or so he assumed. He had never tasted Glass. He should do it one day, for the Truth!. He watch the little scene Walter was throwing, having only one though in mind. When Romane was going to shoot him (because she so was), would she aim for a leg, his stomach or go directly for a headshot? Knowing Romane, probably the chest. Larger surface, less risk of missing.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 8:00 pm
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
¤ Justin Palmero ¤
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↘ xx Hearing the accusations that the red haired man said (Neil), made him laugh as well, just like Avein. He was being accused of being a client of a bordello. He didn't even know what a bordello was, him thinking it was some kind of gang hideout or drug warehouse, he was sure he'd never know. But one thing was for certain, he wasn't the only one laughing, hearing Avien laugh as well at the man. His laugh then suddenly stopped when the female officer (Romane) pulled out her gun, pointing it around the crown until it came to a stop at Avien. Oh gosh, another problem? His laughing turning into a small sigh. Hearing what the other man said to the officer (Walter) he couldn't help but let out a small laugh, it being pretty obvious on why he burst out with that, since she was making this commotion about nothing "Calm down officer lady, whatever your name is." He said, remembering hearing her name but still calling her that, him letting off a small smirk. "It's pretty obvious that this man accusations are false, so put your gun away and calm down." He said, leaning against the wall as he saw a couple people with their hands up, including Shinju.
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 12:11 am
 _________________________________________________________________ The shop owner just shook his head, still laughing. Apparently, having a gun pointed at him wasn't enough to make him stop enjoying the accusations. Really, these were interesting people. "Now now... is that really any way to be acting as a first time customer? Is the coffee not strong enough evidence that this is in fact a cafe, and nothing more?" he didn't put his hands up at all, but did get the other things Walter requested, since it was within arms reach and visible to the cop pointing a gun at him. "If you would please calm down, I'll get you do an investigation if you wish, right now, but I must say having a scare tactic in my cafe is not doing wonders for business... And here I was hoping that this would be a warm and welcoming place for all... that simply wont be the case if everyone is afraid they'll get arrested for drinking coffee in the future, or tea for that matter... Do you think it should be a crime to enjoy a hot beverage? I don't think so..."_________________________________________________________________
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 2:56 am
The only solution? To command authority over the males as she had over the females before they too got out of hand. The one way to do that was by aiming the gun at Walter's right leg, just above the knee cap where she was assured it wouldn't do any long term damage. That was what she had been taught, at any rate, and she trusted in her aim enough. She cocked her head, both eyes focused on her target while she spoke, “I assure you, my head has been 'checked' enough.” She paused and raised her gaze, allowing at least a beat for the man to be prepared for when pulled the trigger. While she may have had qualms before, she didn't hesitate now, only tensing so the rebound wouldn't catch her off guard. The second shot of the day. She didn't glance at Walter's leg afterward, not caring to look at him as she glanced over the other two males. “As your leader so aptly stated, I have the badge, I am the authority, and you will listen when I command you. Are we clear?”
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 9:57 am
"Ah!" Walter fell to his knees. Grabbing the wound with one hand he stretched out the injured leg and glared daggers at Romane.
"Walter!" Integra shouted out of concern. She ran to Walters side and knelt down besides him. "How could you?!" Integra said as she looked to Romane. "He didnt strike you. He has no weapons on him. He wasnt even being violent aside from yelling at you,. You crazy b***h! And you shoot him?! Whats your justification you insane cop!" Integra yelled at Romane.
Walter kept pressure on the wound, blood trickling through his gloved fingers and a few droplets falling onto the floor. "You nitwit.. If you knew who i bloody was then you wouldnt be shooting me." Walter said icily. He let his hand up from the wound, only to bring it to his other hand. He pulled something from the glove, a faint shimmer breifly showed that what Walter had in his hands was several long, strong and felxible cutting wire. Without that shimmer from the overhead lights in the Cafe,. you wouldnt be able to see the wire.
Walter flung his hands outwards towards Romane. The wire wrapped around her gun. And in yanking them back towards himself, the wire pulled the gun out of Romane's grasp and over to Walter. Sending it through the air on its own.. almost. It sure as hell looked that way.
"I hate these bloody things! So easy to shoot someone. Any bloke can do it." Walter said as he quickly dismantled the gun. removing the clip and the bullets inside. He took the rest of it apart and let it fall infront of him. A flick of his wrist and the faint wire used to grab the gun was gone. He put his arm around Integra's shoulder.
"Help me up will you darling?" Walter said as Integra helped the ex- Mercernary get to his feet. Walter grunted out of pain and tried to slow his breathing. "When you have some free time in that crazy nitwit world of yours, Ma'am. Why dont you look up the code name "Angel of Death" along with Walter C. Dolones." Walter said before he smirked. "Then you wont be so bloody eager to shoot me next time."
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 7:50 pm
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¤ Justin Palmero ¤
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↘ xx Justin let off a soft sigh, seeing everything going on and getting a little irritated as well. And here he thought this would be a nice, quiet, and quaint town. Not with cops like this women (Romane) around. But it would put more suspense and drama, making him smile, cause he would be sure he wouldn't be bored cause of that factor. He let off a small laugh thinking about that.
Hearing what the officer said made him sigh a little, but the gunshot was another thing. Once she fired the bullet at at the man's leg (Walter) he jumped a little. What the hell was she thinking?! She didn't have any right to to that to anyone here, just cause of the false claims that the lunatic (Neil) had said? "What the hell is wrong with you?!" He shouted at her, going to the man in a hurry, wondering if he was going to be ok. The nerve of this women. "Are you ok sir?" He asked him (Walter), "You should go to the hospital and get that check on." He pretty much completely ignored anything and everything the officer had said.
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 8:03 pm
Neil had slowly backed against the wall hen the black haired man, Walter, had started to shout at Romane. He knew the female cop enough to know what she was about to do. "If I were you I wouldn't do....that" Yeah, too late. He had gotten shot in the leg. Oh well, he had asked for it! The cop had given them a warning and told them to lift their hands. Their faults for not listening, really. You had to be crazy to go against the crazy cop. Crazy cop who, he knew, also had.... bah, they would soon discover it by themselves. Especially that blonde boy, Justin. He really should have stayed behind the counter. Poor fool...
Now, Neil's brain was working on remembering what he knew about the 'Angel of Death' as Walter had put it. Well, if it was really him, it would make him one dangerous criminal on the island! Oh, the scoop this would bring him! Perfect, perfect. He could see the headline already! "Dangerous Armed Criminal on Nirvnie! Population should hide or fear death!" Oh, this would sell so well. Today was a great day indeed.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 8:06 pm
((Walter didnt shoot at Romane he shouted at her. Got shot int he leg. And then used his wire thingies to steal her gun and then dismantled it. XD))
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 8:20 pm
((I meant Shout, not shoot XD Sorry, typo ^^ I edited))
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 9:22 pm
_________________________________________________________________ Avien let out a long, long sigh, cocking his head to the side to peer at Neil, "Are you quite content with the outcome?" He set a copy of his deed to the coffee shop on the counter, as well as a bunch of other legal paper work, including the working papers he had for his works, proving that it was only him and the two behind the counter when the cop came in. Of course, with all the chaos going on right now, it's not like he was going to try and draw attention to it all. It seemed there were just things he didn't want to get involved with happening in his cafe... Oh, what an inconvenience... Clearly, he couldn't stop what was going on right now, so he went to get cleaning supplies lined up a while so that they could get the blood off the floor when all was said an done... After that, he pulled out a "Gevallia" brochure and looked over some of the new coffees they'd come out with. He was always up for new ideas when it came to coffee... _________________________________________________________________
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 6:42 pm
With a blink, her calm returned as she pulled her second pistol from the holster on her opposite hip. Same model, but more bullets this round. Now she could focus on what was being said. Integra had called her insane – odd and she didn't like the word, but she could ignore it. Blond male, seemed irritable, but not dangerous. Neil was abiding by her commands and the other male, the cafe owner, was still moving on as usual. Did no one take her seriously?! She narrowed her eyes at him, “The wound is not fatal, I would not worry.” She informed the pair below, shoving aside any 'threats' the man had. Angel of Death? Strange. She hadn't heard of it before, but it would have to wait for when she wasn't apprehending a bordello. The others were understandably frightened, so she let them be, her attention onto the cafe owner, “I recommend you remain where you are standing or I will be forced to shoot.” She raised her voice over to him as he moved to the back for 'cleaning supplies'. What? As if she would allow him to arm himself with the weapons he obviously hid back there just in case the cops caught on!
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 6:54 pm
"You old hag.." Walter groaned and hissed in pain, the cop was being.. absolutely insane! "Im fine ol boy." Walter said as he looked to Justin. "Thanks for the concern.. though ive been through worse." Walter smiled as best he could. He turned his eyes back to the cop and laughed lightly. Blood pouring.. okay maybe not pouring but it was a bullet wound in his leg. Least it was above the knee. So it wouldnt do much damage.
"Fire that weapon again and you'll be sorry Ma'am." Walter said as he put his free hand to his lips and clenched the wire in his teeth that came from his gloves. He pulled it tight and it shimmered once more.
"I took that gun.. i can take the other one as well, my freaky darling. Not to mention my dear. You've never killed anyone by the sound of it. Crazy or not, i dont think you have it in you to shoot someone where it would really count." Walter said through clenched teeth.
"Walter we are not doing this. Now lets go." Integra said as she started forcing Walter out the door.. well more like dragging him. She was half supporting him anyways, so he didnt have much of a choice.
"No. Come on. She wants to tango ill dance with her." Walter said as eh was reluctantly brought towards the exit.
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 4:09 pm
Now really, something was puzzling. Why were all those people defying the authority, and more importantly, why was said authority not shooting them all. He was expecting a bloodbath! How was he supose to write a good story about a ragtag group of people trying to help a British man repairing his knee while a police officer did nothing to stop them? This would never sell! This would be totally boring! This was a boring truth! The worst kind of truth he could get! Sure, he loved his truth, but it was better if it was a secret truth! A hidden one! Not a boring old common useless truth. He turned his head in the owner's direction, noticing that he had talked to him. "Quite frankly? No, no I'm not. I do not understand why you people don't listen to the police officer, not as to why she isn't shooting to kill. This would probably led me to believe that Romane might be working against the law and order in the end..." Oh? Oh! That was an idea! Corrupted police officer cought in a bordello affair. Regular client? Secret worker? Maybe even the owner? This would explain why she wasn't taking more extreme measures.. "Well, he fault if she doesn't want to be taken seriously...." Then again... he could make a good story with Walter's revelation. Yeah, that would compensate for everything... "Why don't you just arrest them all mademoiselle Romane? Unless you have something to hide? Are you a sleeper agent madame? If you are, you should give me an exclusive interview!
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 8:37 pm
~Exit Everyone! XD So we can start to wrap this up~
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