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[WoD] Heart of the Mountain

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Meila grinned gleefully, looking from the scuffle taking place in front of her, then across towards the approaching guards and finally across to James who still sat at the card table. "Time to strike!" She chirped as she walked off in the direction of James.


It had been her intent to sneak up on the man but as she walked, she couldn't help but to skip excitedly beneath the bright casino lighting, getting caught up in the moment and her own excitement. James and the other man turned to see her coming as she skipped merrily up to them with a massive smile on her face.
 
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He had to make a decision--quickly. His mission was towards Johnny, keeping him out of trouble as much as possible. He was already standing, and the guards were approaching quickly.


He turned, getting in the guards' way. "GENTLEMEN!" He announced loudly. He had accepted Johnny's brief description, obviously, and was gearing his prowess now to helping his friend. He would explain to Burns when he had the chance that he was hoping to avoid a larger inquisition into the reasoning behind the drugging--he hadn't been informed of that being anything with Julia's group. "Stop where you are! You are meddling with a police arrest! You don't want to be tried for obstruction of justice!" He knew he didn't have the authority, but if Caeda would flash her badge one more time, this could be confirmed. He hoped she was willing to do this for the person who had, apparently, drugged her...though he had made 'Michael' a tasty drink. Doing his best to block the guards' path to Johnny mainly, his group next, he did his best to make his voice shout with authority.


His mission, after all, was to keep Johnny out of trouble. He could care less what happened to the casino or Johnny's comrades, they weren't part of it. Though, for now, he wanted to try to have Burns stay out of it as well. If this turned into a larger investigation, it could mean trouble for Julia, and potentially their new business partner, Burns. Fortunately, he had already dealt with Burns earlier, he would be...easier to persuade. He knew it could turn into a fight, so in case that happened, he readied up to defend--he'd defend Johnny at all costs, as it was his charge.
 
Kreigar was rather doubtful of his abilities of drawing cards with shapes, gathering the best bets, and winning with lots of gold to go home with. The Red Hooded man never gambled in his entire lifetime, for he thought nothing of it, but a mindless waste of time and money.


"I don't know James, I'm not so good at these sort of games, and...wait, your home?" The Red-Hooded Hunter suddenly raises his eyebrow, acting in some form of confusion, though he mentally now knows that the ruins are the home of James The Half-Dragon. "You live in the mountains?" he questioned, as a quarrel begins to form over at the bar.


As screams jump around the casino and the crowd runs amok, the Hunter sees a cloaked figure in his peripheral vision, moving about. The hunter begins to hold on to his black dagger on his belt.
 
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    James heard the noise, but before anything else he turned his head over his shoulder and saw the hooded girl. "Yeah, I live in a ruin by the mountains. My whole family lives around there." He scooped up his chips as quickly as he could, getting a tingle down his spine as he saw the chaos break out. He shot up out of the chair quickly and focused his senses on the girl approaching him. "You wanna challenge me?" He saw the cheerful look in her eyes even from a distance, and met them with his. In this instant, his eyes began to glow bright orangish-red and also flicker with flame. "Let's see how tough you are..." The dealer behind them was already running, nobody was paying attention, running in panic. However, it was clear to the two that were focused on James that something was happening. A clear force, a strong will, rippled out from him as his eyes glowed with draconic power.


    He looked at Kreigar with a serious expression. His muscles became tense and he stood his ground. The area around him surged with invisible power. "Run." He warned him, "That girl." He pointed "Is strong enough to destroy this entire building, we need to get out of here!" He made a run for it, bolting through the crowd, leaving his duster on the poker table.


    Chips spilled out behind him, and he let them clatter to the floor. He didn't look back, he just ran as fast as he could. The metallic bony looking black wing necklace rattled and shook on his neck. His eyes still blazed slightly with a deep crimson color as he moved through the crowd.


 
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Johnny saw the man run back to the bar and try to throw the phone. There is only one reason that he could see to do that and that was to destroy evidence. Johnny could not let that happen. "Flying Johnny Tackle Grab!" Johnny called out and leaped for the phone trying to grab it in the air and even if he missed he could land on the asshole who threw the phone by accident of course.


Johnny caught the phone and held it close to his body. "Got it you son of a bitch!" He said and started to move away from the man. "Lets see what nasty little secrets you have here," he opened the phone and started to read the texts. "I hope you where not just sexting your girlfriend, I'd rather not have the mental images in my head thank you very much."
 
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Harry continued with his assault, once terrance stopped due to Caeda's gun, he rushed forward with a combo of two punches along with slamming his body into the guy. Terrance's body slammed into the side of the wooden bar and he was now clearly struggling to stand. He refused to surrender, Loyal to the end. Bottles along the side of the bar fell and shattered. Glass smashed everywhere and liquid pooled around Terrance's feet. Harry athletically jumped backward to avoid the glass and noticed that Johnny had gotten the phone. "Good job Johnny!" He gave him a thumbs up while Terrance was struggling to even move.
 
Meila came to a stop and cocked her head slightly as she observed James' eyes glowing a shimmering crimson, swirling with his draconic power. Her expression changed to one of curiosity as she stood on the spot observing the man. Suddenly James said something to the guy he had been conversing with, before gathering up his chips and taking off across the casino and into the crowd that was attempting to funnel out of the entrance way. Meila shook her head rapidly, snapping out of her mesmerising curiosity and realised that her target was getting away.


"No, no, no, no, no!!!" Meila screamed as she started to give chase, running about thirty feet before erupting into a fit of rage. "Damn you! You Worm! You gutless maggot! I'll turn you into a dragon roast! I'll burn everyone and everything into toast!!!" She screamed, holding aloft her right hand, her fingers clawed as if wrapped around an object as she began to chant angrily. "Māsṭāra Yaravok, āmāra kala mānā ō āmāra gahana śikhā mañjura! Ē'i kr̥mi bārṇa!"


As soon as the last syllable was spoken, a ball of swirling orange flame manifested in her clawed hand and she threw it at the crowd with all the force she could muster. As the fireball left her grasp, it expanded into a giant sphere with a 3 foot diameter and flew through the air with a searing 'whooshing' sound. Meila mumbled in irritation as the fireball sailed across the tops of the card tables, singeing and blackening the soft felt surfaces and igniting the cards due to the radiating heat alone. The fireball continued on its path and smashed through one of the casino windows and into the car park outside, scorching the ground when it finally impacted with a loud explosion. Meila stomped her feet in a childish tantrum, realising that she had missed James entirely as well as the crowd in general... although now the crowd was scattering in a multitude of directions, like ants from an nest that had just been kicked, screaming in fear of what had transpired.
 
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They didn't even look back. On instinct, the crowd just ran and scattered around the parking lot. Some ran for cars and other just bolted down the street. James still ran, being one of the few with a mind to look over his shoulder. "Fire?" he continued to sprint down the parking lot, trying to come up with a plan as he became more of a lone target. It was fire, but most people in the crowd wished to ignore that, they wanted to continue with their lives as they knew it, and for the most part continued to run without paying it too much attention.


Terrance was desperate, and he was afraid. The detective reached out to restrain him and he pushed away with what little strength he had. As the bottles fell and tipped over he hopped over the right side of the bar and ran around Caeda. He dived behind one of the poker tables, now knowing she had a gun, trying to find cover. The fire alarm started blaring as a few cards went up in smoke. The Casino was mostly empty, but it was still loud and chaotic. Screaming could be heard from even inside the Casino along with the beeping alarms.


Meanwhile, Burns approached the bar and questioned loudly, mostly looking at Harry "Who the hell are you, and what the hell is going on!!?" He stomped his foot and tried to take hold of the situation.


"I'm just a delivery boy, and your employee is involved in some seriously sick stuff." Harry approached the edge of the bar, taking the position that the bartender once took. His outfit and demeanor made him look fit for the job.


"I'm going to get you all arrested for this, look at the drinks- hey!" He looked over towards the guards, who had stopped in front of the negotiator. "I'm not paying you to stand around, get him, and her, and him!" he pointed across to the Trio once again, giving his sharp orders. He had seen Johnny standing on top of the bar, saw Harry attack Terrance, and pretty much assumed Caeda was involved somehow, noticing that she also had a gun drawn, though he wasn't sure how he was going to handle that yet. He simply registered threats using the more reptilian part of his brain for the next few intense seconds. "Is that the fire alarm?" He looked up towards the ceiling as well after he slowly became more aware of what was going on, still overtaken by rage.
 
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Johnny looked at the phone and decided 'too long didn't read.' for now at least. He pocketed the phone and pulled out his revolver. Johnny really, really hated what he was about to do here. He was sure he'd at best get banned for life at the casino for doing this but pointed it at the casino owner's head, Mr George Bernard. "You are going to call off that order and I'm going to tell you why, first of all you can attempt to stop us but your odds of walking away from here are are slim, with the crazy kung fu master delivery boy, the trained police woman and the man who got by your men with a 'Second Generation Colt Single Action Army Revolver' the same gun that is pointing at your head. Are you a betting man George, you don't mind if I call you George right?" Johnny said with a smile "Well George you do own a casino but we all know the house always wins, expect we are playing a much different game here where the odds are not in your favor." Johnny could hear the alarms and added, "the second reason you're not going to stop us is your building seems to be on fire. And I don't know about you but I'm sure a building full of cards and cash is going to make one hell of a firework, not to mention all the booze behind me. If I was a sane man and clearly doing all of this I am not I'd maybe want to get out of here before the shit hits the fan and we can no longer get out of here with our lives. Also you're likely going to lose a fortune if you let all that money burn."


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James turned on his heel, smiling coyly and with confidence as he turned to face the dangerous girl who threw a fireball toward him. He walked back in her direction, heading up the steps, and looked her in the eyes with his flaring red irises. "This isn't my territory, so I have no reason to stop you, but I will deal with you if you continue to harm these people." He spoke the word people as if he was separated from them, distant, but yet at the same time he identified with them. "I don't want to hurt you, so I'll give you a chance to get out of here, run on home, before I decide to really get mad!" He growled a bit, the beast clearly simmering within him. As more waves of invisible will radiated from him, Meila would see two very small dirt brown colored horns emerge out from his forehead. He stared at her fierceless, resembling a demon. He hoped the horns would scare her off. He watched her body heat that he could catch glimpses of with his draconic eyes, hoping she would back down.
 
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Meila paused in hesitation and confusion. James had stopped running and turned to face her; his eyes swirling and pulsing with Draconic energy and his words carried an air of authority and beastial rage. She gasped softly as something switched on inside her and she eyed the horns protruding from James' forehead fearfully. Her skin tingled as the colour in her skin began to fade, becoming pale with fear. Meila took a few short but abrupt steps backwards, tripping on her cloak and falling on her back as she did so, tearing it away from her body, revealing her appearance.


Meila was a rather small woman and was rather childlike in appearance. She had long, tangled dark hair with a bow tied at the back and ice blue eyes that currently shimmered with fear. The outfit she wore was a black and purple trimmed dress, gothic lolita in style, adorned with ribbons, frills and lace, but was also quite tattered and torn in places, especially around the hem of her skirt, giving James a rather generous view of her white Victorian style bloomers. Meila's legs were wrapped in black stockings with frills and bows at the top and had many holes and runs in them. Her feet were encased in cute black leather shoes that shinned beneath the casino lighting and were accentuated by a small maroon rose decorations just above the very tips of her shoes.


Meila sat up from her position on the floor and stared fearfully at James as she started to scramble backwards along the ground until her back bumped up against one of the poker tables, halting her. She gasped softly again and felt a strange warmth washing over her crotch as she maintained eye contact with the man. It wasn't long before Meila was sitting in a puddle on the damp casino carpet, stuttering as she finally found words to speak. "Wh-what a-are y-you???"
 
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Burns' orders overrode the...common sense that 'Michael' had artificially installed in the guards' heads...especially when Johnny pulled out a gun. Did he really have to make this difficult? Seriously? He didn't want to have to fight, but the guards seemed about to make their move. He took a quick fighting stance, side to the enemy, shoulders dropped, toes pointed to the side, fists to protect his center. He lunged toward his enemy, then, his right fist going directly to the guards' face, as a feint, while he attempted to sneakily use his left to jab the guard's stomach.
 
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The guards reacted as quickly as possible when they saw Johnny draw the revolver. Both of them tried to charge him in the chaos, one of them was distracted by a jab to the stomach, but they moved around the negotiator and did their best to tackle Johnny to the ground before he could shoot their boss.


One of the men blindsides Johnny, hitting him directly in the body and sending him partway to the ground, forcing him into a half-crouching position. The revolver flies about 10ft across the room, landing on the casino floor after Johnny fumbles it during the impact.


Terrance breathes heavily, poking his head out from the poker table and noticing the gun hit the ground. "Oh, what a lovely day~" He now had a plan.


Burns thanked his security guard, giving him a pat on the back. The other man who had missed Johnny moved to go hold him down. Before the guard got to him, Burns kicked Johnny in the ribs while he was on the ground "Don't! Fuck! With! Me!!" He said as he kicked him at least 4 times, smashing his body with each word he screamed. This ended up giving Johnny pretty serious internal damage. His kicks felt like knives stabbing into his body.


"Oh, looks like you can't move very well now, here, I'll help." Burns mocked him in a fake concerned voice. He ordered the men to pick Johnny up and throw him out. "Hey loser, don't try to threaten me again. When the cops get here, I'm going to make sure they have a cell ready for ya." He waited to have his order carried out, and it looked like this fight was over, but then the guards had forgotten about Harry.


Harry ducked behind the bar, "I can heal him later." he whispered to himself as he tried to remain unseen. The guards were going to come after him next, but the bar area was brightly lit so it was going to be difficult for him to hide even while crouching.


One of the guards who was already low to the ground noticed him ducking right away, "Hey! The other guy! He's over there!" The guards moved around the bar to surround him, but Caeda stood in their way "Sorry miss. We had no idea you were an officer..."


They assumed the police officer was trying to arrest Harry, not the bartender.
 
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Caeda watched everything unfold... truthfully, this batch of chaos was a unique madness all his it's... it was true, Johnny had screwed up by pulling the revolver on the owner and threatening him. She'd have to address that shortly. For now , with Harry hidden she would have to approach this rather cautiously. She WAS still in the owner's casino... but she doubted she would come to real harm. Beating up a police officer... you could bet the gates of hell would open to drag them away to life without parole.... and beating up on Johnny was not really smart either, gun or no gun.


She turns to address the guards. "It's fine." She says. "You saw a problem as security guards and moved to suppress it." She said. "An admirable trait in men such as yourselves." She said. She had to think on her feet... doubtless Harry was still in the area, looking to escape... this man had saved her life. She needed to return the favor by drawing attention away from them.


She walks over to the owner, flashing her badge to him. "Caeda Smith, LPD. I'm sorry about this man." She says motioning to the knocked out johnny. "He was trying to assist with an arrest. Rest assured, I'll try him to the fullest extent of the law." She lied. "However, my business here isn't concluded yet. I'm here for bartender.He's wanted on suspicion for illegal drug usage... and potentially attempted murder of a police officer. I would like to take him in as well." She says, looking around for the man. "Help me get him and I'll ignore the fact that you crossed the self defense allotment by continuing to beat on this man after he was disarmed."
 
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Throughout the night, a tall gentleman had remained seated against a far wall, observing the proceedings. He was about 6'4, with long white hair. He wore round spectacles, and was dressed from head to toe in black: black suit, black undershirt, black tie, black square-toed dress shoes. The man had been observing and commenting, taking in the people: "I wonder if that guy's gambling addiction is a response to trauma or genetic?" "That women's anxiety is a godsend; she looks just as nervous bluffing as all other times" "Wow! Facial paralysis! A constant poker face, how incredible!" But obviously he was now preoccupied with the commotion at the bar. Prior to this, he had been reviewing his notes: Mr. Reyes is due for an increase in his Tramadol regiment. Ariana needs to change her mood stabilizer. Oh, and I need to resupply my personal reserves of vicadin...


But of course, he wasn't here for gambling. Seeing how easy it was to read people, and how unethical it was to rob the addicted, he never gambled. No, he was here for this elusive blue chemical. Or rather its source. He'd seen it about and was quite curious as to what it was, and where to get it. Its clinical applications may be invaluable. He loathed the selling of drugs, and hated even more fervently when someone was drugged against their will. People toying with powerful tools that they unwittingly abuse. A disgrace unto the mind and body, unto all that is righteous! He stood up, and while idly looking towards the bartender said under his breath "All and all you're just another brick in the wall"


Suddenly, the man ran into the fray, put up his hands, and said "Ladies and gentleman!" He then moved to Johnny's side "I understand that passions are high, but as a physician it is my duty to evaluate the condition of all injured parties present. As a man of medicine I mean no harm, I simply implore you fine gentleman-" He gestured to the guards presently "-allow me to attend to this man-" then he pointed to the bartender "- and that gentleman over there." Not waiting for a response, he bent down and moved his hands over Johnny: two cracked ribs, slight contusion of the cranium, internal bruising, nothing too severe...


He has been observing Johnny throughout the night and had found his demeanor quite enjoyable. He truly wanted to see him well. but he still needed a chance to talk to the bartender...
 
Before anyone could protest to the doctor...Terrance ran from cover, his gleaming eyes focused, fixated, on one thing. He sprinted across the bright casino floor like a madman desperate to make one more insane move. The bright lively colors blurring around in his vision as he ran. He reached down with his arms as he moved and was now holding Johnny's revolver. "Ha ha ha!" He laughed as he fired off madly, now resembling a freak of nature with his red hair all in a mess and his glasses having fallen off.


"What the?!" One of the guards screamed as he turned his head. Terrance was aiming for him.





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Bang! The rather loud revolver fired a wild shot right past the bar and shattered a bottle that still hung on the shelf. There was also a huge muzzle flash, and it clearly drew everyone's attention. Terrance had hoped to hit a human being, and now he was just standing there in the middle of the group completely defenseless. He looked up toward the mirror, not giving up yet. He had never fired a gun before and the recoil really threw him off, but he figured he just needed to get lucky and nail someone once to take them out.


Too bad for him, the lucky one was knocked out on the floor, and it was just proven that his luck never rubbed off on his gun. The bartender's hand trembled. He shook all over, but his vision was primarily focused on the mirror.


Burns stood his ground, having no idea what was going on. He knew one thing for sure, terrance would never do this. "The hell?!" He looked away from Johnny, now focusing on the mad bartender. His feet were planted in the ground, he was too afraid to move.


Harry heard the bullet pass by his head, but he was actually rather calm because he had Caeda protecting him and he was behind cover. He simply breathed in and out, letting the air fill his body. It was a powerful thing, allowing him to circulate his qi energy. He took the time to think, and knew he wouldn't need to do much. If he needed to step in, however, he would be ready.


James was leaving the casino, turning his back on the place, and was down the street by the time the gunshot went off. He had told the girl "I'm the Wandering Guardian of the ruins."


He left her, and all of his chips plus his duster behind. He was going back home, and didn't feel very safe knowing that someone that strong was still alive.
 
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The wandering guardian of the ruins? Meila thought to herself, processing what James told her as he spoke the words. Before she could even muster up a reply to this, James had already departed from the casino and in her daze and current mindset, she hardly noticed. "H-He's gone?" She whimpered to herself, a scared child trying to regain her composure. It had been an eventful day for one such as her and now she just wanted out of this weird place before something else happened.


Gripping the side of the card table she sat beside, Meila pulled herself up off of the floor and tried to steady herself on shaky legs, wincing as she felt her wet clothes clinging to her body. Meila brushed the backside of her hands against her dress in an attempt to fluff it out a little before taking in her surroundings cautiously. Her eyes struggled to take in the bright lights and her vision blurred a little as her head began to pound. Meila cupped her forehead with her right palm and shook her head vigorously, gasping as a pain racked her temples. Gritting her teeth, she gazed around, lights like flame, flickering and wild; dancing shadows sweeping across the room like dark hooded figures at a macabre and melancholy ball.


She walked amongst them as they slowed and then stopped, leering silently, though their unheard whispers ringing madly in her ears. You let him escape... A simple task and it slipped through your hands... Worthless... Pathetic... Stupid girl... Meila cupped her hands over her ears, shaking her head like crazy, trying to keep the whispers out, though they were all inside her head. "No! I did everything that I was told!" She cried in anguish, "I-I came to this stupid place and attacked him like I was told!"


Failure... He was supposed to die... His ashes to be scattered on the four winds... "I-I tried my best!" Meila yelled. Your best is not good enough... Find him... FIND HIM... "Shut up! Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!" Meila screamed as the shadows started to move once more, dancing and twirling mockingly around her. She closed her eyes tightly, to keep from seeing them, hoping that they'd all just go away...


Bang! A loud, roar snapped her back to reality, her eyes reeling and darting around the room as she found herself dropping to the floor once more. "Th-Thunder?" She squeaked in confusion, crawling beneath one of the card tables for shelter, hugging herself into a tight ball, upright, rocking back and forth on her heels. "Wh-what's happening now!? Why is there thunder in here?" She cried, unable to cope with the situation any more. She just wanted it all to end... To return to her dark little corner at home where she could hide, away from the strangeness and embraced in the safety of shadow.
 
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Kreigar saw James sprint away from the scene, while the dragonkin told him od the cloaked figure, and its destructive power. The hunter began to grasp at the hilt of his dagger, but then the cloaked figure shot a humongous fire ball that burned half of the casino down. Kreigar was stunned by the magnitude of this power, he withdrew his hand away from his blade, and decided to avoid the pyromaniac's line of sight, for he might as well end up being cooked. The hunter the runs off into the other direction, hiding from sight behind a pillar. He then witness James turn around and rather shape himself into the form of a devil, and counter attack the cloaked figure. The cloaked was rather scared by the demonized James. A shot is fired and Kreigar turns to the shooter who stands in the middle of the casino. The hunter unsheathes his dagger, tries to sneak up on the shooter and disarm him by cutting his wrist.
 
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Terrance wheeled around, firing the gun downwards in fear towards the man who snuck up toward him. "Ah!" he screamed loudly and fired a panicked shot into the ground. He fumbled backward from the shock of the gunshot, almost falling into the guards that were moving to capture him. He turned around, his arms sore and his mind racing. He saw the policewoman holding up her handcuffs and chuckled weakly. "If you're gonna take me away, at least let me clean up the bar, it's a mess..." He tried to move past her, his body stepping to the side slightly, but the look on her face told him that it probably wasn't going to work. He was too close to fire another shot, and he even missed that other guy at point blank!


In this moment he knew he was doomed, and he had lost everything, but he knew there was still something he could try...





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Caeda was pissed... it was just luck... or perhaps this man's foolishness that stopped him from killing someone. She looked at him, saw the look in his eyes... they both knew how this was going down. She ran at him, tackling him to the ground. "The only thing you're going to lean up is your own damn cell." She says. "What kind of monster laces people's drinks... paying customers, whom you've never met before? You had better MIX up a good story, or you're going away for a looooong time she says, taking out her cuffs and slaps them around her.


"You're under arrest for... well, we have quite the list, don't we? Suspicion of illegal drugs, assaulting a police officer, resisting arrest, public disorder, attempted murder, attempted murder of a police officer... I'm fairly certain you were pointing that thing at me." She says. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can AND MOST CERTAINLY WILL be used against you" She says, continuing to read him her rights, tugging on the cuffs.
 
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"So close..." Terrance looked up past her head for a moment, glaring at his own reflection in the mirror. He watched it for a moment, gazing into his own eyes as he was dragged away. "No..." he reached out his hand towards it in defeat, the chains clattering as he moved.


The police had arrived by this point and took the crazed bartender out of the hands of Caeda and the guards, forcing him out of the casino and down the stairs towards the parked cop cars.


"Did you want a ride back to the station? We're gonna be busy with this...though it seems like a pretty open and shut case once we get the evidence." One of the cops holding Terrance turned to the detective.


When Burns saw Kreigar holding his ebony knife in his casino, he quickly ordered the police who were arriving to haul him off. He figured that Johnny and Harry were undercover agents after Caeda had said it out loud and thus apologized and let them go. He left for his office, not wanting to see the Negotiator again until tomorrow when he was more prepared.


The Hunter didn't resist and was later jailed for a short period for carrying a weapon into the Casino.


Even though Johnny did the same thing, he was free to go due to Caeda's clever lie. Johnny was in fact, free to go wherever he wanted besides the Casino. The place was closing early for today after the rather sizable chaos.


Johnny received medical care from the paramedics, and the painkillers they fed him gave him enough strength to stand for the moment, but he was still badly injured and had a massive pain in his side that might cause him to limp. The trauma doctors told him he'd be alright, but that he should rest for the next few days at home. They didn't need to take him to the hospital.


Harry slipped out the front as Johnny was getting helped up, "My grandpa is gonna chew me out the longer I stay out of the shop, but once he knows what happened...I'm sure he'll be chill. Gotta go man." he waved to Johnny and zagged between the policeman, running down the street back to his restaurant.


The police sirens were blaring outside in combination with the fire alarm. It was loud, but it was peaceful now. It was still sunny outside, and there was a massive burn mark stretched across the front of the parking lot. The investigation of that would have to wait, they had suspects to process now.


Johnny would leave the Casino, walking slowly down the entrance stairs and toward the police cars while reading the text messages on Terrance's phone...


 
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The doctor had concluded his analysis. Not much he could do at the moment. Perhaps, if they were to meet in a more stable environment, he could be given proper care. But there were far more pressing matters.


@Karalexia


He had seen Meila run under a nearby table in utter catatonia. He had always been an empathetic soul, and went to her, knees bent, hand outstretched, speaking slowly and gently: "Young lady, peace be with you." He knelt down on both knees roughly five feet away from where she was huddled up. "I heard you speaking earlier, fair maiden. Others may have believed you mad, but trust me-" he gave an almost imperceivable laugh "-I know well what madness is, and you are not. Merely you see the world as it truly is. Where others come to this place, and are blinded by the fluorescent greed, deafened by gluttonous sound effects, you are not fooled. You are the only clear-headed one amongst them." As he knelt there, he was easier to take in as opposed to the chaos. He had piercing green eyes, fair skin, and always had the hint of a smile on his face. Though while focused on Johnny he held a blank, concentrated visage. He placed his hands on his knees and tilted his head slightly downward, lowering his voice further "Between the two of us, you are both wise and fascinating. You sound as if you come from a fairytale or a bygone era. But whether you come from past or future, fact or fiction, you must admit-" Now he gestures widely with his right hand "-that truly this is an age of miracle and wonder. Magic brought to life, through the pentacle of the human mind. Your actions and questions suggest that you are well aware of the alien majesty of this world." He idly scans the aftermath of the scene and adds "For better and for worst". He slowly rises and says "I wish to speak to you further, but first I must go have a chat with the offending bartender." He stands and runs towards the door. His long legs carry him past it in little time.


@ValkyrieRose


As he approaches the bartender, the police escorting him stop the doctor. He says "I need to speak with him, please! It's of vital importance!" but the police do not reply, they simply impede him. He quickly turns, spots the female police officer, and approaches her saying "Officer! I do not wish to interfere with your investigation, but I need your assistance." He pauses for breath and adjusts his spectacles "I need to speak to your charge. I need to know where he acquired the drug that you have in your possession. I am unaware of the legality of such an action, but I will say this" He points to the barely perceivable blue bottle in her jacket "You're going to need my help if you want to know the composition of that drug. No offense to your forensics department or its chemists, but from what I can tell it's a bit beyond their skill set. Though it should pose no difficulty for me." He steps back and puts his hands in his pockets.


"In the name of cooperative symbiosis, and the greater good, which you took an oath to uphold, what say you?"
 
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@Ten Fairfield @Xistund


Whew... what a night this turned out to be. It was supposed to just be a party night to allow her to cool off on her day off tomorrow... but noooo, she wasn't even allowed to have that, was she? She planned on having this night turn out...differently. An ending that involved kissing and a lot of other REALLY steamy stuff. She sighed as she passed the bartender to the police. She had been about to accept a ride, but shook her head. "My car is still here, I'll drive down there." She says, passing the officer the bottle she had in her possession. "Get this to the lab and run a full test on it. This was used to drug me." She instructs. "Don't ask, long story... point is, that nutcase was up to something and I want to figure out what."


She was about to leave when some random guy... the doctor that examined Johnny, had come over to her demanding to speak with the man. She blinked. "You know... trying to manipulate someone JUST after they made a big arrest is possibly the worst thing you could have done." She says. "The man just got arrested for several crimes, some of which are personal in nature. It is illegal to inquire into police business you are not involved in. If you know what the contents of the bottle is, just tell me and save me the trouble, but if you're just speculating you're wasting my time." She says, nodding for the guard to take the man away. before turning back to him. "Now was there anything you could tell me or no? Between psychopaths, annoying women interfering with my investigation, fire alarms, my would be date getting knocked out by would be Casino Owners... today is NOT a good day for me." She says. "...Thank you for taking care of him, by the way. If you really feel like you can help, come by the station in the morning." She says, walking away


Noticing Johnny out by the entrance, she smiles and walks over to him. "Hey, I'm glad to see you're okay after all of that!"
 
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Meila blinked in confusion at the man that knelt before her. Why was he talking to her? Why was he trying to be... nice? Most of what this old guy was saying to her was over her head and beyond her comprehension, though some words did stand out to her though lost in the riddle in the way he chose to converse. She peeked out at him shyly, not wanting to move, like a cat hidden beneath a dresser, awaiting a chance to slink off undetected. As the man stood and ran towards the entrance, Meila peeked out and around the casino before scrambling across the floor on her hands and knees in the direction of the back entrance, away from the loud noise and flashing lights. Once at the exit, Meila finally found the confidence to stand and sneaked out the door, eager to get away from Wonderland.
 
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@ValkyrieRose


Johnny gave a weak smile "Yeah, I'm glad I lived too... Hey I know I was pretty stupid back there. You know I was just bluffing with all I said, I was not really planning on shooting anyone. I just didn't want the owner fucking everything up after we got the asshole. Also sorry it was my gun that got mixed up in all that at the end."


He took a sigh and winced a bit as his ribs started to hurt. "This must be one of the worst first dates in your life. First being drugged, then bikers and now this. I really know how to treat the ladies..." He looked at the phone as if reading the message. "Well there's one good thing to come from this. I think we've got a meeting with the one who wanted us drugged." His fingers started to fly along the keypad as he started to type a message.
 
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