@PeaceWillWin-FearWillLose
((also if you want, it would be much appreciated if you could join my "Demon House" RP. No pressure, but a couple more people are needed to start.))
((also if you want, it would be much appreciated if you could join my "Demon House" RP. No pressure, but a couple more people are needed to start.))
(yeah, sure thing)
He chuckled lightly. The man wasn't breathing, so he knew the guy had to be bluffing.
Clara heard Jonas talking, and walked towards the living room, grabbing the gun from the side table as she went.
((Thanks :D ))
That's when the man realized he had made a mistake. He had laughed a moment ago, making a noise. He held his breath again, hoping nobody had heard him.
Jonas slowly walked towards the chair.
Clara picked up her phone, and sent a message:
OuiOuiMonAmi: Hey Golden, is everything okay?
Surely his phone will make a noise or something…
The guy's phone chimed, and he felt time stop. He'd been revealed.
Clara walked around to one side of the chair, and Jonas the other. She pointed the gun at the man.
"Talk quickly. Who are you and why are you here?" She said, trying to hide her anger.
((ah sorry I have to go now.))
(see ya)
He stood up, dropping the knife at his feet and putting his hands up. "Easy there," he said, eyes on her gun.
She brought the gun up to point between his eyes.
"I said, talk quickly."
Jonas pulled the sword from the suspicious-looking umbrella and held it up near the man’s throat.
(“suspicous-looking umbrella”)
((Like Mycroft's umbrella-sword-gun.))
"There's a lot to talk about. Put down the gun and I'll explain myself."
Clara gritted her teeth. "I'm pretty sure having a gun pointed at you doesn't make you lose all powers of speech."
"What I say might make you upset, and you might make a snap decision. You seem like a 'shoot first ask questions later' kind of person to me. Put the gun down, and we'll talk."
Clara slowly lowered the gun.
"Okay…" she said
"Thank you," he said, breathing a sigh of relief. "My name is George Babineaux. I work for a hacker organization, and I've been instructed to… take out a few people."
Clara seemed unimpressed. "Why?"
"They don't tell me why, and I don't ask," he admitted. "But I'm sure they have a reason."
Jonas sighed and turned to Clara. "I think I know exactly what you're going to say next…"
"Well, we'll just have to pay them a visit and ask," Clara announced.
George's eyes widened. "I strongly advise that you do not do that," he said.
"How come?" Clara asked. "I've probably been in more dangerous situations before…"
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