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Charles had caught up to him in a matter of moments, seemingly having been almost entirely petrified by the explosion's aftermath. almost as if it reminded him of something, in a weird sense of the word? Either way though, he had caught up at this rate. and was staring at Jones. "Is this around the general area of the stall? If so, be EXTREMELY careful. there could very easily be traps set for us by the bomber. we don't want to total the entire market street, or even worse. have ourselves be blown to bits and pieces like the victim had been just moments ago right in front of both of our own eyes. Anyways, if you don't see anything out of the ordinary. You could continue to move on, but if theirs even the slightest hint of something amiss.. back away immediately, and wait for the SWAT and bomb squads to scan out the area. do you understand that, at the very least?" He'd stare at Jones with a... Concerned look, rather then a intimidating one this time around."
"Hm, that is plausible. I'll have to find more proof on that however." He'd contemplate her motive, it was quite possible that the man did kill out of pure hatred. It's clear that his PTSD had affected him heavily, so there was no real end to how far he could be willing to go when he felt like he was being threatened in the war. "Anyways, what is your name? I do believe I never did get it from you. Perhaps we have met before somewhere?" He thought deeply, still thinking about what could've occurred at this crime scene.... it all seemed too obvious. a Tale of a man with PTSD bombing his own father. It sounded plausible, but... something still bugged him about this case, it didn't seem premeditated by the man. At least, he wouldn't of risked injury in the slightest. So why in the world would he be so close to the bomb at the time of it's detonation, especially if it was a remote device? "And thank you for the tip, i will check that out quickly."
He'd look around for pieces of the body, telling Jones to gather them all up so that they could put a 100% identification on the body. Even if it was pretty obvious who it was, it wouldn't hurt to make sure that the victim was really who he thought it was. But, he had to digress. "Alright then, i'll go and talk to her." He'd walk over to the woman with a look of... somewhat concern on his face, staring at her and saying "Hm, What's wrong. Mam? Well... besides the obvious fact that a man had just died, of course." He'd gave her a close examination, making sure that there was nothing out of the normal. Or, just the fact that it could very easily had been a wound he had not noticed before on her. But... He had to digress. "Did you happen to know our victim or something, or was it just the trauma that hit you?"
He'd sigh, looking around the park with a tired expression on his face. "All I wanted was a quiet day for once, and I end up getting THIS. But, i suppose a detective's work never does end." He'd walk over to the other side of the statue, where he remembers the blood was flung from. Surveying the area with a brief glance before going over to another section. Continuing this pattern until he either found what remained of the body, or anything else regarding the actual crime. Before saying "Could we have someone check around Greene Banking? I saw a potential suspect going towards there, perhaps there might be another bomb placed around there? We can't risk any more casualties in the slightest, so let us hurry as fast as we physically can to prevent any more deaths from occurring today. Or at the very least, minimize them.." He'd let out a sigh, finishing his brief survey.
He'd treat his wound with the first aide kit, making sure that it was nothing serious while dressing it. "Okay, good.... Now, we just have to get this man down to the station as soon as we physically can. Actually, you go and do that. I need to go and get to the crime scene, make sure everyone is alright." Despite being clearly disgruntled and somewhat in a state of shock, Charles climbed down the ladder and began to run back to the scene without Jones being able to say a thing. looking among the chaos for anything that he could grab. Like the remote that had been dropped prior, perhaps. "C'mon, there has to be something I can grab before it's trampled by the crowds.." He'd quickly search through, still running down the street in the process while he had been passing by building after building. His eyes not blinking in the slightest, despite the shrapnel from the explosion making him stumble about a tiny bit.
"For one, what was that remote in your hands?" He'd stare downwards at the man, speaking in his radio in the meanwhile "Theres been a bombing at the Cooper Park. Theres one known Individual dead, and possibly others injured or disorganized. We need all units towards there right away, secure the entire area and it's surroundings. There might still be more bombs laying around, so be careful. Men, I repeat. theirs been a bombing at Cooper Park, all units needed. One suspect is currently in custody." He'd just his radio down for a few minutes. "And furthermore, why did you run like you did? It gave off the impression that you were almost trying to escape from the police. Do you perhaps have some mental illness, such as PTSD?" He'd whisper to Jones. "I'll keep an eye on him, he's clearly dangerous however. We need to get him to the station before he ends up pulling any getaways like that, or activates any further bombings or the like. Get a squad car or two to transport him, and do me a favor and get me a wet rag, some disinfectant, and some bandages. I believe I was hit by a bit of the Shrapnel. It isn't anything serious to send me out of duty however, so theres no need to worry.
"Dammit, not another mental breakdown... I've seen enough of those in courts already, so why the hell do I have to be the one to chase this guy?' He'd look at the puncture wound on his shoulder. it wasn't anything deep in the slightest, lucky enough. Although it did hurt abit, it luckily had no metal in it. "Heh.. Guess i got lucky, too bad the other guy didn't, though." He'd numble to himself as he pulled himself up the ladder, too. Chasing after him, he got up to the top and started to run after the man. Before lunging at him, tackling him and subduing him in a millary-style hold. "Hmph. i suppose going to boot camp was the right thing to do, in the end. It's amazing what they can teach you there, even if your only in the military for about a year or so." He'd look down at the man. "Jones, go and get a bit of backup." He'd say as he tried to reach for his cuffs, still attempting to keep the man pinned down to the best of his abillty. even with his small injury giving him a bit of agony.
Despite being clearly injuries, a bloodstain on the side of his coat. He ran after the man like the injury had been nothing, having the speed of a 22 year old despite his age. He ended up running towards the man, and pulling out his tazer that he usually keeps around with him for self defense While still chasing after him. "Stop this instant, or else I'll have to use aggressive force." He stared at the man for a few seconds, waiting to see until he ran... Before LUNGING at him with the tazer! Making sure it was on before plunging it at the man's back, making sure to use the typical police standard restraining tecquines in the meanwhile. Although his grip was a bit loose, so the man could very easily get out. And the voltage on the taser itself wasn't that strong, so it would likely only daze the man for a second or two at the most before he would realize the situation once more. "Just give it up, and there won't have to be anymore death or the like here. do you understand that?"
"Ah, of course. Well, speaking of him. I believe he got exactly what he deserved with his sentencing. He had did a crime out of pure idioticy, and he got the consequences for it. If they had not abolished the death penalty a few years ago, I'd bet you for a fact that he would've gotten the full end of that. It is my honest belief that no matter how tricky a criminal is, justice will and always will prevail in the end. No matter who it is, how it was done, or why it happened. Nobody is truly above the law, and that is my belief. I will prove it to the fullest of effect too, and clean up this distract entirely. No more corruption, no more lies, it will be like the old days. when you could sit at a park, and enjoy your life without the worries of getting mugged or shot at every possible corner. Of course, you likely don't have those problems here... But, I hope you do get my overall meaning by what I am stating there." He'd continue to walk along, still talking to the man. "So... Whos this other person your waiting for? a friend?"
He'd walk up to the older man, and introduced himself. "I apologize for the interruption, but I just wanted to come up and say hello." He knew that he would have to diffuse this argument, before it turned into a full on brawl. He'd say extremely calmly, walking towards the two. "My name is David Charles. What is yours?" He'd give a warm smile of the sorts, staring at the two. It was almost as if he was unflinching, despite the clear tenseness of this situation. "I noticed that there was a bit of a ruckus over here, and I wanted to make sure that nothing was going wrong." Despite being a bit older, they could clearly tell that Charles wasn't the type to back down. and if they continued making a ruckus, he would make it go away. No matter how much it would take in order to do, in the end-scheme of things.
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