First Degree Commotion [MM]

[Lionsheart Steel]

==========AUTOMATED RANDOM EVENTS SYSTEM==========

Lionsheart Steel will soon find themselves separated from the rest of the group.


-"Do you still hear her?"- Rina frowned as She asked this question before scanning the room around them, as her eyes came back to his Lions nodded, he was unable to say much or concentrate properly as the voice in his head had began her ear splitting caterwalling as soon as she realised where they were. "Yes.... and She doesn't like it one bit.. " His telepathic powers had began to flower recently and he did his utmost to soothe the mental visitor and using every ounce of charismatic charm managed to calm her once again to an almost manageable sobbing. Stepping forward he placed the bucket down quietly and with a flourish he shook out one of the towels laying it over the slowly congealing red puddle as it began to soak up the mess he once again picked up the bucket. "I'll try to find some water.." He pointed at the girl and looked earnestly at Rina. "Is there anything that might give us a clue as to what happened?" Heading off in a hitherto unknown direction he made his way carefully. "There has to be a bathroom here somewhere" he mumbled.
The girl in his head had become quiet, almost as if she knew it was imperitive he stay alert, and around the same time he realised this fact, came the sound! It reminded him of the file cabinet draws at The Skewed Moral Compass, and he froze, rooted to the spot, crouching he lowered the bucket and leant the mop handle on the wall securing it against the body of a heater, then with all the stealth he could muster, made his way to the doorway of the room the sound was emanating from. Staying low he peered around the doorframe, the silhouette of a person could be clearly seen, he appeared to have a torch in his mouth and was engrossed in rifling through the files. Lions could make out the bulge on his hip of a side-arm and instantly jumped to the conclusion that this could be the killer.... But why would he still be here.. it had got to be well over an hour since Lions had fled this place! Watching him it appeared as if the guy was searching for something and totally unaware that he was no longer alone... Time to get a little closer! The sound of the draw being slammed shut stopped him dead in his tracks... and then the next one was swiftly opened. Once again he began his crouched stalking... if he could just get the jump on the unknown person and disarm them, maybe just maybe he could learn the truth!
He'd more than halved the distance between them and was transfixed on the mystery searcher, so much so he failed to notice the waste paper basket sticking out from under one of the rooms desks, his foot made contact with it and alerted his prey, in a smooth fluid movement the guy turned and had already drawn his handgun, their eyes locked for a microsecond and Lions felt the shot at the same time as he heard it, the white heat as it collided with his collarbone and sent him barrelling sideways as he made a grab for his own. The gunman wasted no time in letting off another couple of rounds as he dropped the torch and began to head for the rooms other door, neither hit the target though and by the time Lions took aim he was already out of the room, cursing his luck he gave chase. The room led into a service corridor and at the end he could see the fire exit door midway to closing, as he sped towards it he heard an engine being fired up, this spurred him into smashing fullforce into the nearly closed door almost taking it off it's hinges.
Outside he could see a large silver car trying to manouevre out of a bad choice of parking spots, taking aim once again he squeezed off a burst of rounds as the vehicle raced towards him, at the last second he jumped aside and as it passed he could see briefly that the driver had been hit in the chest, he knew he couldn't possibly keep up but began to run after the car...

((edited to add the A.R.E.S quote.))