He sighs, "Alright, can I at least use the John first? I'd rather not take a leak in a van."
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One of the transporting cops points at the quite exposed toilet in the corner, "There ya go, make it quick," He says simply, watching Jon closely.
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He sighs softly, walking over to the toilet before he undid himself to use the restroom quickly. After a few moments he finished and turned back to them.
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The guard pulls a face at him, "Ready princess?" He asks him.
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"I could piss on your trousers if you like." He replies with a shrug.
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"On the city's dry cleaning bill. How exciting," The officer says blandly, pulling a key out of his pocket, one of several on a ring, "Time to go," He says simply, unlocking the cell so that a couple of officers could extract him.
Hey! So um I started a blog.
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He waits a moment for the first officer to enter the cell, using the door as an effective bottleneck. He lunged forwards, quickly using the small link of chain between the two cuffs to catch around the officer's neck. "Now, I think we're negotiating on even grounds." He says, using the officer's body as a human shield, making sure that the others couldn't get into the cell.
(Really? Interesting.)
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The first officer gasps as he is flipped round and is suddenly being held by the throat by a chain, his hands immediately going to his bind. The surrounding officers immediately pull their guns, a headshot their only option at the moment. "Let him go dude! If you kill a cop, you'll immediately make enemies before you step foot in a prison!" They demand and warn of him, watching him through their sights.
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"I don't have enemies now?" He asks with a cackle, his hands tightening the chain lightly. "But, still, I have my moments. I'd rather not kill this poor sap, so if you could offer me the keys and a way out, I'd love that."
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One officer laughs before speaking up, "We've already had our asses handed to us by the FBI. We don't need any more of that so, no," He says simply before a shot is fired, hitting Jon in the shoulder. To what would be his surprise, no bullets today, just a tranquilizer.
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He grunts softly, glancing over at his shoulder. "You assholes." He mutters, tightening the chain around his neck, cutting into the flesh slightly. "Your loss."
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The officer in his grasp starts wriggling desperately, wanting out of the madman's killer hands.
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His expression slowly changed from a solemn frown to an insane grin, a giggle beginning to escape him. He tightened his hands, clasping them at the back of the officer's neck before he slammed his head into the bars.
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The officers knew that any second the tranquilizer drugs should be taking effect and he would drop their fellow officer.
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His eyes began to grow heavy and his arms felt like logs. Growling softly, he grabbed the chin of the officer and violently jerked his hand back, snapping his neck before he passed out from the tranquilizer.
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The officer's scream is cut off by his spine being severed, temporary pain exploding in his head before he is dead. The other officers watch, dumbfounded as the prisoner collapses, "Give him another hit, I do not want him waking up in transit," The guard says.
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He groans softly as he lets out a breath on the ground. His mind ran through thoughts as he murmurs to himself.
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They quickly call the ME and CSU to have the scene photographed once the prisoner is shackled and given another dose of tranquilizer.
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His body flinched as he was given the second shot of tranquilizer.
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Removing Jon from the scene to be transported, the death of the officer that he killed can now be under review.