The capture of BPA finest, Superintendant Hone. Now in Chains! Again...

[Marcus]

The Gaoler stood stunned as the demonic madmen rolled around the floor with one of the guards. Pulling himself together he grabbed at his jerry rigged taser, effectively a short stick wrapped in wires connected to batteries, swearing as it got caught in the lining of his pocket. Running forwards he wrench it free, flipping on the taser causing, sparks to zap between the wires, and in a single two handed movement brought it down on the struggling pair. There was a brief flash as electricity caged the pair before the taser shorted with a puff of smoke. Panting the Gaoler motioned to the first guard, who was pulling himself up and wheezing heavily;

"Are ye daft letting 'im get ye like that? Pull yeself te'gether man and grab'm! String 'im up quick before 'e comes to. And....not a word te the boss 'bout this, we'll never 'ear the end of it if 'his gets out."

As the first guard finished chaining up Hone, the Gaoler walked to the comm panel, taking a moment to compose himself, and pressed the button.

"All done boss, no trouble at all, 'e went up like a lamb."

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