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Eddie was thoroughly unperturbed by the situation that presented itself. This sorta things happened fairly regularly with the two of them. Though usually the women involved didn't direct it towards him, so much as they directed it towards his partner. Of course that didn't really matter to Eddie. What really mattered, was securing the bumper, the suspects, and finding out why the hell those sons of bitches stole their bumper.

As his partner brought over the crooks, Eddie unfurled the rope and set it aside for the moment. He had something he needed to do first. Eddie began frisking the suspects for any suspicious items such as drugs or weapons. Each pat-down was methodical and professional. His searching came up with some bits of interesting finds. "John Doe has a switchblade." Eddie swiped the weapon from the offending perp's pant-pocket and placed it to the side. He continued frisking the other perps and found another few incriminating items. "Aand our other Doe's got a dime of Mary Jane, and the other has a knife." Eddie remarked as he placed the small plastic baggy of marijuana with the confiscated knife.

After he finished frisking the suspects, Eddie retrieved the rope. Once he retrieved it, he began to tie the suspects up in order to keep them nice and secure for the upcoming interrogation. As to be expected, they were still dazed and weren't putting up too much of a struggle. That did help make it easier for Eddie to secure them, which was always appreciated. Hopefully they would quickly squeal the information that Eddie wanted to know.

With the crooks tied up, Eddie gave a few quick tugs to make sure the ropes were secure. After all the last thing he needed was these bastards having their hands free and trying something funny. Then the thought returned to him.

"Ah yeah. I'unno." Eddie gave a simple shrug, "Maybe she's some crazy cousin from that girl I ended our thing with two weeks ago? Y'know the one who caught me with that blonde upstairs?" The officer shook his head.

"Aha, aaah. That was a Hell of a night." Eddie chuckled, before focusing back tot he task at hand. "Anyhow, let's get these bastards talking yea? Want first crack Sleepy?"
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Hadrian rolled his eyes, letting a mutter of annoyance upon Adelaide's prompt. "Putain, I take offense to being called a Hashshashin." The old vampire glared at the others, his eyes making gestures to start evacuating people. I'll keep this guy occuppied. He gestured. "Ah well, you're kind of rude, you know. You explode a bar, call me filth, and then start demanding answers." Adrian lowered his stance, much like Ronin did. But it was all an act. He wasn't dropping his guard. Just some posturing to win time.

"That's some nerve." He shrugged. "But it's fine by me. I mean, in the time you're chatting me up, the firemen and rescue services will arrive, and your main targets will likely evacuate." He smirked. "But let me tell ya about the old man. He was Saladin's pissy rival neighbour. He was half crazy, you know. Some zealot branch of the Islam. But he was good at what he did. Psychological warfare."

He paused. "He would pick a target, send one of his zealots to kill him -and only him- in plain view. His favorite targets were crusaders. Cause you know, silly western infidels."

"And, heh, that's the funny thing actually." Hadrian cracked a smile. "hehehehehe, really funny, I should probably save it and not tell it. But what the hell..."

His stance resumed, as he eyed his opponent. "What if I told you I was one of them? What if i told you I fought tooth and nail for the Holy City, alongside Balian of Ibelin, against Saladin? What if I told you my actual name is Sir Hadrian of Jerusalem, the Fallen, the One Who Hunts his Kin?"

He breathed in deep. "Do yourself a favour and cease all charades. I can waste all the time I want. Can you say the same? I think not. You've got no element of surprise by doing this. You can't fight directly with us, and moreover, you're just an idiot who gets high on other's suffering. You need a cool mind to be an assassin."




"Are you really that dim, Eddie?" Dana hissed, still clutching her wounded hands. Her eyes dangerously narrowed. "Who the hell you think signs your toxicological reports..." Her eyes dangerously narrowed, until the pager on her tracksuit beeped.

"Ah for fuck's sake..." The doctor gritted her teeth. Apparently the explosions of before needed some forensic aid to process scenarios. "...this isn't over." The she-wolf harrumphed and picked up Porkchop, who somehow was now standing on all fours once again, before trailing off to clean herself.

And it's the Silver Moon turf the one that got bombed. Greaaat. I'll have to face them again. Wonderful day this is.
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