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It was clear to Eleven that he and Three were not on the same page when it came to how to handle the situation, but that had to be expected when improvising plans as they went along. He had wanted to get the other men out of the room before anything went down, to avoid, well exactly what happened when Three began tying the men up by the pipe. One of them still had a gun, and this genius decided he was going to start shooting at them. A bullet flew by him, another flew by Three, but before he could react another bullet found its target, hitting Seven who fell to the ground. Now Eleven had to give it to Jakob who reacted immediately, shooting his own man in the arm and disarming him of the small pistol. Of course, if you were in a group of people who could generally care less whether you lived, protecting the only person arguing for your life was the only logical move. 

Eleven wasn’t sure if he’d ever taken a man’s life before, he wasn’t entirely sure how it might weigh on his soul but as he took quick and precise strides towards the man who had just fired shots there was no question in his mind about what he was going to do. The man held his wounded arm and the gun lay on the ground nearby. The man reached for the gun as Eleven approached but this time Eleven reacted quickly, he snatched the gun before the man and fired a shot intending to hit the man in the knee cap, aiming for some pain, but his shot missed. Eleven was no marksmen when it came firearms but as he closed the distance between him and the wounded man he ensured his second shot would not miss. He raised his firearm to the man’s head and pulled the trigger without a second thought. The force of the shot caused quite the gory spatter as the man’s head basically exploded.

[color=maroon]“I repeat we are pissed off and trigger happy. Anyone else want a test me on this? The next one who steps out of line will get a far less merciful death than this sad sack of shit.”[/color] Eleven said, keeping a closer eye on the others. Before he grabbed one of the subdued men he glanced back at Seven, Ten was shouting out orders and working on fixing her up. He felt a pang of guilt, not for the murder he had just committed, but for the part he played in getting her shot. He glanced back at the men and grabbed the squirreliest looking one and shoved him towards the door, following Three’s lead. 

Once in the hallway Eleven points his gun at the man’s head. [color=maroon]“Here’s how this is gonna go, you can tell us everything you know about this whole fucked up operation or we can get that information out of you the hard way. Honestly I’m hoping you choose the hard way.”[/color] Eleven said, pausing to allow Three to say or do whatever he had planned.