The woman rolled her eyes when the Van stopped running, they were wasting time.
She hopped out and followed the other agent as she looked at the door, she hesitated before waving it off.
"We have the two more dangerous ones." She said with a bit of a sneer, "If we need more subjects with the bugfuckers we can go back to the contained area since they can't leave it."

She moved to pull open the door that Steph was in side and made sure she was still stuck inside before she sneered and slammed it again.
"Come on. We're wasting time." She hissed as she entered the passenger side again.
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Freya's hair- er, head feathers, prickled up at the mention of her being Bigoted.
"How [i][b]fucking[/b][/i] Dare you." She said angrily, her anger causing her not to notice the small red dot that suddenly flickered off the van and towards her body.
"You have no [i]right[/i] to even bring up me being a Bigot, I don't trust you because you work for an Unknown Murderer! Your 'friends', if you'd even fucking call them that, are going to be injured and maybe even killed! I'm not the fucking Enemy here, The only reason I am fucking here with this god forsaken Agency is because they [b]took my son[/b]! I've been trying to track down where they've taken him."

She held her arms out in anger as she stared daggers at Mike, "I don't care if you don't trust me, I don't give a fuck if you fucking trust anyone here. I'm going to get my fucking son and return to the ocean where I bel-"
A shot rung out from the roof as a bullet wizzed past Mike's head and hit Freya in the shoulder. Freya stumbled backwards and slammed into the van as she slid down the metal as she held her shoulder with a loud hiss, rows of shark-like teeth showing.
"You [i]fucker.[/i]" She hissed angrily towards Mike, "If you didn't fucking stop me, I could have being out of here and half way to reuniting my [b]fucking family[/b]." She stared at him as her blue blood started to drip through her fingers. "You [i]had[/i] to fucking play hero didn't you?"

A figure leapt from the roof and walked over to Mike and Freya slowly, fully cladded up as they lifted their handgun to Freya's head without a word. The two of them seemed to stare angrily at each other before Freya looked away.
"Just fucking do it. End my life, it's only fitting that a Siren gets killed away from the sea." She huffed before the figure moved to lift Freya up by her wounded shoulder, causing the woman to let out a pained yell. "Just fucking [i]kill me.[/i]" She hissed, staring at the figure as they stood up properly and readied themselves to pull Freya away to go back inside. "KILL ME." She yelled at the figure, her eyes glinting as the figure paused, moving to pull their gun up to her chest as they seemed to hesitate, their finger on the trigger as they watched Freya's eyes carefully.

Freya took a moment as she looked over to Mike with anger in her eyes, "If you ever find my son, I hope to the Seas he's in better hands than anyone in this place."
[hr]
Duncan slammed into the wall of his apartment, his body wracked with pain as he went to try and call Harriet's private phone.
No answer.
[i]Shit.[/i] He thought as he moved to try and call again and again. All calls just clicked off immediately. He started to panic, who else would be around to help him? Harriet was possibly going to kill herself.

He fumbled with his phone as he felt panic hit his chest.
He dialled Benjamins' number quickly. "Please please please." he mumbled to himself, trying to keep his head on straight as he felt his body start to aggressively twitch in fear.