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Arktum: look up the Presidential campaign date. Most likely, he'll be making his first appearance at home sweet home.
Arktum: who cares. He's always like that -sits in a chair-
Arktum: then you wont get to torture the next victim. -stretches as I go into the data room-
Arktum: plenty. Now we just gotta go to the database. -hands her my jacket- here, use this. But I want it cleaned in the morning.
Arktum: no, save those for Dogs and Belly Runners. Guard: no...your... Arktum: oh yea! I forgot to tell you..Welcome to the Lion's den. Im the...
Arktum:-aims my pistol at the guards temple- u may wanna move Angel. Guard: please thats all I know! The guards are everywhere! Please just let...
Guard: Fuck alright alright! Please stop! Arktum: ah begging. I love it! Now talk. Guard: the president...gone MIA...nobody knows where he is...
Arktum: of course! The whole pack is welcome!
Arktum: -shrugs as I withdraw my pistol and aim it at his foot- ok. Talk. Guard: I got nothing to tell-- Arktum: -shoots his foot before he can...
Arktum: Blake, u don't happen to have one of those swords on you, do ya? -doesn't bother to look at him-
(Otay)
Guard: Screw you! Let me out of here! Arktum: aww your scared aren't you? No worries, we lions prefer to toy before we kill. So I give u..-looks...
Arktum: -watches as the guard wakes up- well hello there! How is the presidential priss doin?
(Who wants to be the tortured guuuaarrrddd? XD)
(Wait whos the guard) Arktum: touché
Arktum: ya know, I was trying to make our guess feel somewhat welcomed before we killed him -chuckles a bit-
Arktum: -knocks on the Guards head- wakey wakey!
Arktum: Great work again Angel -gives her a nod and then looks at Blake, giving him a nod as well. I then turn to the guard and withdraw my pistols-
Arktum: hey, your the one that mixes up the intel. -looks at the guard- anyway, whats the news on him
Arktum: Poison im guessing? -looks at the guard then at Blake- we all make mistakes