[size=9pt]ooc: ;)
ic: Ryan waited for her to enter her vehicle to get into his own. They set off to the party with him trailing 100 ft behind with a car or two in between. The secret agent watched her car carefully where it parked and positioned his vehicle a block away at the right angle to see into the clubs wide, panoramic window, meant for the people in the club to see outside of, as it was in the back.[/size]
[size=9pt]ooc: Sure thing.
ic: Ryan pushed in his ear piece carefully and just caught her question, "Loud and clear", he replied, fixing the device to be more comfortable and sitting back in his car, playing with the pistol in his hand nonchalantly and watching through the window with his spy-trained hawk-like vision.
Mr. Gray was a relatively attractive man, but a drug lord nonetheless. Currently he was at the club, hosting the party (one he'd paid for with his drug money), and surrounded by his cronies who kept trying to pick up girls around the bar. He for one, let them come to him. They always enjoyed that he was in the drug trade anyway, and it wasn't like he ever revealed he was Elliot Gray after all.[/size]
Elliot Gray
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ic: Ryan leaned in to look through the window, "Good luck out there, champ", he chuckled, setting his sights on Elliot. Their plan was to lure him out of the club and strike him down, make it look like an accident, and leave. Although there weren't many good spots to snipe a guy like him around this part of town.
Elliot, hunched over with his head on a fist, quickly brightened up at the appearance of this fine little lady, he took the drink with a grateful nod and an even more grateful gulp, "Please, doll, fun doesn't begin to describe it.", he said, sarcasm dripping through his tone.[/size]
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ic: Elliot smiled back, taking another sip and raising his brow at the question, "The name's Ethan, nice to meet you.", he reached out to shake her hand. Replying to her previous question on the way, "And I would love to."[/size]
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ic: Instead of getting his hand shaken he got pulled out of the club by this girl. He liked how aggressive she was, and by her next question he could tell he was about to get a nice night out. "I don't think they're too worried about me.", he replied.
Ryan watched her take his hand and revved up the car, ready to follow them down the street and keep an eye on them through the holes that were the alleys. They had already set up where they were going to take him through text so he knew where she should be going.[/size]
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ic: Elliot allowed himself to be pushed back into the stone wall of one of the buildings creating the alleyway.Placing a hand on her hip tentatively. "You'r not causing any trouble, doll.", he told her simply with a courtesy druggy smile.
Ryan followed them a few blocks down to the alley, it was in the most out-of-the-way part of town. He watched them silently.[/size]
[size=9pt]ooc: So what happens to get her hurt?
ic: Elliot is busy feeling up her behind, too focused and arrogant to notice the gun she was pulling out her pocket.
Ryan stepped out of his vehicle with pistol in hand, aimed at Elliot now, he wasn't about to get away with touching his partner. Not like Ryan was jealous or anything. "Hurry up Kat" he growled over the comm.[/size]
[size=9pt]ooc: Okay
ic: Elliot laughed, "Only a spy girl would be so aggressive!", he said lifting his hands from her behind and grabbing her forearm, using his second hand and a complex mood to disarm her. He put the gun to her chest instead, "I'll teach you a lesson or two!"
Ryan saw this go down and cocked his gun, firing at Elliot from the end of the alleyway. He missed and Elliot grabbed Kat by the shoulders, using her as a meat shield to run back towards the club.[/size]
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ic: I beckoned for her to get up, "C'mon, let's get back in side so we can get to our room as quickly as possible." I said looking back at the front door, dying for some AC, "We'll go to the beach or something later!"[/size]
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ic: Although he looked scrawny, Elliot had a vice-like grip and it was on her neck. He pulled her back, and called his gang to come with the truck, they would whisk her away and deal with her.
"I'm trying!", he yelled back, running down the alley now to Elliot and Katherine's position.[/size]
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ic: Elliot laughed manically "I've killed countless little bitches like you, you think just because you're a spy girl I'm gonna let you go?", he said, something hysterical about him. The truck pulled up with two pull-open door in the back.
Ryan ran down the street, pistol in hand, "I'm coming, hold on!", he said, holding his gun out.[/size]
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ic: Two hunkier men dropped out of the truck and took Katherine off Elliot. He laughed and they shoved her in the back of the truck, closing the door and barring it shut before she had a chance to react. Elliot then mounted the side of the vehicle, spotting Ryan and firing like a maniac.
Ryan saw the events and as soon as Elliot was free of her he shot wildly at the drug lord. "Katherine, c'mon, I believe in you! Don't give up!"[/size]
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ic: Elliot fell off the truck and rolled over the road, getting cuts and bruises on the way, but on his way into another roll he fired off a blind shot that hit Katherine in the hip next to her stomach. The truck stopped with a screech.
Ryan ran down the road seeing her body come flying out of the glass. And cheering her on for the nice shot, but he was quickly forced to run even faster as she was hit.[/size]
Evan King
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ic: Evan was the third person to pull up to the steele's place for the greatest party of the summer, probably. They always held some mad raves so he couldn't have turned down this offer if his mom was gonna die or something. He honked on his way into parking. Letting them now that he was here, as well as the other guests he spotted pulling up and getting to the door and such.[/size]
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ic: "Don't 'Ladies first' me!" He said with mock anger about his voice. He turned on her with a pouty look, "Do I look like a woman to you?" He flipped his hair jokingly and walked away.[/size]
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ic: Elliot was wounded, but not dead. Two gunshots in the wrong places weren't enough to kill him, because his goons picked him up and drove him off.
Ryan got right up next to her, firing at the back of the truck with more focus now. When it turned the corner he put down his pistol and looked over at his partner.[/size]
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ic: Ryan dropped his gun to his side, sighing. "Now it's more complicated...", he groaned, holding out his arm for her to prop herself up on.[/size]
Evan King
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ic: After about a minute of screwing around on his phone, Evan exited his car and entered after Courtney, spotting Rhydian, somewhat a friend of his along with his twin sister. He made his way over with a grin, "Rhydian, what's up? Didn't think your sister'd show up.", he said glancing over at Nexxus for a split second.[/size]
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ic: Ryan made sure she didn't have to do much of the work to watch, looking out at the corner Elliot had just turned. He sighed, bringing Katherine back to his car to drive her to the hospital. She'd be losing blood pretty fast so he'd have to speed through some back alleys.[/size]
Evan King
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ic: Evan heard her snort and snorted himself, "Sounds like it.", he said, starting to laugh mid sentence when Rhydian's twin let a punch fly. "Try not to get on her nerves, yeah? I'm gonna go find Quincy...or Harper if she's around.", Evan announced, patting Rhydian on the back heartily.[/size]
