Post by Chris on Oct 30, 2009 11:51:14 GMT -5
“What?! You got to be shitting me! He’s one of the Schutzstaffel?” Muffled voices could be heard yelling outside the cell as the prisoner laid on his cot quietly. The man was in no rush, and felt rather relaxed as he rested his eyes. A smirk crept across his face however at the faint conversation that could be heard outside.
“He hospitalized three Zeon MPs, and knocked out our Lieutenant!” The guard looked in astonishment at the file he had just received from the two Schutzstaffel agents in front of him. They were an intimidating group that was for sure; dressed all in black, the two made the guards very uneasy as they stared them down.
“Yes, the Hauptscharfuhrer is to come with us. We will also be taking any paper work filed in this incident.” The younger of the two SS agents handed a signed letter from Gihren Zabi himself to the guard. “Any objections will result in your arrest and you will be dealing with Lord Gihren himself.”
The guard sighed and shook his head as he opened the cell for the two men. He still was dumbfounded that the prick they had arrested last night was a Schutzstaffel officer, but then again, was not such a surprise, all things considered.
“Take him…” The guard tossed the keys to the men in black and walked out the room. With out saying a word the smaller of the two caught the keys and they both stood over Xavier’s bed.
“Took you guys long enough… I miss anything?” The officer opened one eye to look up at his two squad members, a sadistic grin still spread across his face. As he gazed upon their faces he could see them shaking their heads in disapproval. “What?! The damn MP’s deserved it. Incompetent cunt bags…”
“What the hell did you call me?” The Zeon Lieutenant turned around on his bar stool to stare his heckler in the eyes, only to see a rather intimidating man of about 6’3 staring back at him. He hesitated for a second, but remembered this was his bar, a Zeek bar, and he was not about to be insulted by some drunk.
“You heard me old man, why don’t you be a good lil bitch and get me another beer ya fat sack of shit.” The man swayed just a little bit, obviously drunk, but he stood firm as he stared down the Zeon officer. “Are you deaf or just dumb like the rest of you incompetent pussies?” He scowled as he grew tired of this bar, Xavier knew better than to slum it with the regular military, but it had been a rough week and he needed a drink.
“Don’t talk about our Lieutenant like that, do you know where you are you ass!?” A soldier put his hand on Xavier’s shoulder to try and spin him around, but next thing he knew the kid was on his back and the Schutzstaffel officer had broken his arm. The MP let out a scream of pain before passing out.
The room fell to a silence as everyone looked at the fallen policeman, and the drunk who stood over him. For a moment no one reacted, and then the officer began to speak. “Who do yo…” Before he could finish his sentence he was laying on the floor. Xavier was done, he decked the lieutenant and the room erupted.
The once silent room became full of inaudible yelling and jeering as they descended on Xavier to bring down the man who had just taken out their commanding officer. The first one stepped in to grab him, and ended up with a boot to his knee, an elbow to the sternum and a fist in the face before he collapsed to the floor. With out waiting he spun around and kneed another MP in the face before abandoning all reason and jumping into the fray, swinging wildly.
“Of course they did X… of course…” Alex just shook his head. Their officer sat up in his bed and held his cuffed hands out in front of him to be unlocked. “You’re lucky Gihren is so fond of you, and even more so that he was able to control this before you were crucified…”
“Yeah yeah, they’re good for nothing anyways... Let us leave this god forsaken place…” With a grin he stood up, grabbing his jacket from his friend and throwing it on. The two SS agents saluted their officer as he came to his feet, and quickly fell in behind him as they left. Xavier glared at the MP on his way out, causing him to flinch. The Hauptscharfuhrer couldn’t help but grin as he walked away from the cowering guards, some things never got old…
“He hospitalized three Zeon MPs, and knocked out our Lieutenant!” The guard looked in astonishment at the file he had just received from the two Schutzstaffel agents in front of him. They were an intimidating group that was for sure; dressed all in black, the two made the guards very uneasy as they stared them down.
“Yes, the Hauptscharfuhrer is to come with us. We will also be taking any paper work filed in this incident.” The younger of the two SS agents handed a signed letter from Gihren Zabi himself to the guard. “Any objections will result in your arrest and you will be dealing with Lord Gihren himself.”
The guard sighed and shook his head as he opened the cell for the two men. He still was dumbfounded that the prick they had arrested last night was a Schutzstaffel officer, but then again, was not such a surprise, all things considered.
“Take him…” The guard tossed the keys to the men in black and walked out the room. With out saying a word the smaller of the two caught the keys and they both stood over Xavier’s bed.
“Took you guys long enough… I miss anything?” The officer opened one eye to look up at his two squad members, a sadistic grin still spread across his face. As he gazed upon their faces he could see them shaking their heads in disapproval. “What?! The damn MP’s deserved it. Incompetent cunt bags…”
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...Previous Night...
“What the hell did you call me?” The Zeon Lieutenant turned around on his bar stool to stare his heckler in the eyes, only to see a rather intimidating man of about 6’3 staring back at him. He hesitated for a second, but remembered this was his bar, a Zeek bar, and he was not about to be insulted by some drunk.
“You heard me old man, why don’t you be a good lil bitch and get me another beer ya fat sack of shit.” The man swayed just a little bit, obviously drunk, but he stood firm as he stared down the Zeon officer. “Are you deaf or just dumb like the rest of you incompetent pussies?” He scowled as he grew tired of this bar, Xavier knew better than to slum it with the regular military, but it had been a rough week and he needed a drink.
“Don’t talk about our Lieutenant like that, do you know where you are you ass!?” A soldier put his hand on Xavier’s shoulder to try and spin him around, but next thing he knew the kid was on his back and the Schutzstaffel officer had broken his arm. The MP let out a scream of pain before passing out.
The room fell to a silence as everyone looked at the fallen policeman, and the drunk who stood over him. For a moment no one reacted, and then the officer began to speak. “Who do yo…” Before he could finish his sentence he was laying on the floor. Xavier was done, he decked the lieutenant and the room erupted.
The once silent room became full of inaudible yelling and jeering as they descended on Xavier to bring down the man who had just taken out their commanding officer. The first one stepped in to grab him, and ended up with a boot to his knee, an elbow to the sternum and a fist in the face before he collapsed to the floor. With out waiting he spun around and kneed another MP in the face before abandoning all reason and jumping into the fray, swinging wildly.
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“Of course they did X… of course…” Alex just shook his head. Their officer sat up in his bed and held his cuffed hands out in front of him to be unlocked. “You’re lucky Gihren is so fond of you, and even more so that he was able to control this before you were crucified…”
“Yeah yeah, they’re good for nothing anyways... Let us leave this god forsaken place…” With a grin he stood up, grabbing his jacket from his friend and throwing it on. The two SS agents saluted their officer as he came to his feet, and quickly fell in behind him as they left. Xavier glared at the MP on his way out, causing him to flinch. The Hauptscharfuhrer couldn’t help but grin as he walked away from the cowering guards, some things never got old…