Burlington: WHAT IS THIS?!!?!? You're police! You can't do this!!! This is torture!
Turns to mirrored wall
You can't let him do this! You can't!!
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With a devilish grin, McNab held his stun baton closer to the bowl filled with water. He pressed a button next to the baton's hilt, and with a low hum, blue sparks suddenly erupted from the tip of the sleek, gunmetal stick.
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Burlington(jumps): ARGH! Don't let him do this!!!
Suddenly, the mechanical, distorted voice-cloaker rang though the interrogation room.
MistER McNAB, yoU wiLL stOp ThaT iMmeDiatelY. ReTurN tO the MeEting RooM NoW.
Burlington drew in a loud breath of relief. McNab scowled and walked out of the room, but not before flourishing his baton over the bowl of water again.
Leaning over to Burlington's ear, McNab whispered, "Don't think it is over between you and me mate. I'll be back soon enough."
Burlinton glared at McNab, but said nothing.
Quote:[7:42:05 PM][6:51:36 PM] Igor (Smokey): btw terry
[6:51:48 PM] Terrance Cooper: Ye?
[6:52:00 PM] Igor (Smokey): nothin
[6:52:03 PM] Igor (Smokey): just sayin btw
[6:52:05 PM] Terrance Cooper: <_<
Quote:Johnny_Haas: you shot anti criuse speed rockets!!!
Johnny_Haas: but why????
Johnny_Haas: ??
Johnny_Haas: why you shoot criuse speed rockets?
