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OOC>>> Edited the last post. It's now almost beyond recognition [img]graemlins/crying.gif[/img]
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Clarice
As they emerge from the restaurant, the cacophony blasts their ears. A helicopter hovering above, police pouring out of the restaurant just seconds after, the surroundings filled with armed men. She darts a glance towards the helicopter to see a sniper ready to fire ~I can't believe this is happening...
Arthur's muscles tense further, as he continues to hold the knife against her throat. Swiftly, his other hand releases her from the grip, only to whip out a pistol from his pocket with amazing alacrity. Now he unlocks the trigger from its safety position and places the end of the barrel against her left temple.
"You drop your guns, or this woman goes!" ~ To prove his point, he presses the trigger to that critical position where a further movement would blow the brains out of her.
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