[d20 Modern] Gangs of Texas [PG-17] IC

[Velenne]

UT-Houston Medical School - Virology Lab
Texas Medical Center
3:15pm

"Amy!" Carlos points at one of the sprinklers above her as he attempts to shuffle over to the fire alarm himself.

Were he your typical amputee, his gait would be too awkward to make it in time. Recently, however, one of Carlos' published works garnered enough notoriety to earn him a top-of-the-line Flexfoot prosthesis, the same kind used by competitive athletes. As such, while he may lose some side-to-side mobility, his jogging speed remains unhindered. Carlos hustles over to the fire-alarm and gives it a healthy tug. If there's a fire extinguisher nearby, he'll make a grab for that too.

 

[KitanaVorr]

UT-Houston Medical School - Virology Lab
Texas Medical Center
3:30pm

Amy doesn't move, just staring at Carlos as if he has lost his mind. Watching as he hustles over to the fire alarm and tugs on it before one of the dark-suits is able grab him from behind in a grapple. The alarm squeals on and everyone can hear it echoing through the building.

The lead dark-suit has flipped open his phone and is talking into it but Carlos cannot hear what he's saying over the squeal of the alarm, but he's making a motion to the rest of the men.

OOC: CARLOS

 

[KitanaVorr]

Local Police Precinct
Fifth Ward
3:30pm

Barton shrugs. "I plan on getting you boys out of town. Having you lie low somewhere else until the trial." He leans back in his chair as the boys amaze at how it could sustain him. "But I can't force you to do anything you don't want."

OOC: MALCOLM, LAMAR

 

[Velenne]

UT-Houston Medical School - Virology Lab
Texas Medical Center
3:30pm

"OH you're a big man now aren't you!? Picking on a cripple with his arm in a sling! GET OFF!"

Let's find out who you really work for... Carlos thinks as he attempts to wiggle his good arm into the big man's jacket pocket and remove his wallet, just like he used to do in high school before the accident.

Carlos was always a bad kid growing up. It took being shot to straighten him out. And now here he was, having been shot again only the day before, tussling with some kind of mobster or Fed twice his size. You'd think he'd have learned his lesson by now.

As pain shoots down his arm and across his chest like icepicks, a peculiar thought crosses Carlos' mind. T-bull used to toss guys like this around like pinata, where are you now old friend?

 

[Krizzel]

Johnson's Neighborhood Garage
Fifth Ward
2:30pm

"Insecticide?" Jason glanced at T-Bull as he took the Tec-9 pistol. "Its Houston...who doesn't have any has got to be crazy...as for 10 grand...what does that have to do with it? As for Barton...the Fu Kim case, nobody's talking but it could be him trying to find yet another reason to pester Jess."

"You're right about the bugs, Jay, but why would a 'banger have a whole case of the stuff - with one can drained? S'only one thing I can think of, and it ain't good." T-Bull frowned again and shrugged. "Same kid has the money - dunno what that's about but I plan to find out. And now word on the street is Dog Man's hanging around the Fifth. To top it all off, this fat bastard of a cop is on your sister's case. What the hell is that about? Do I need to go pay him a visit?"

 

[KitanaVorr]

Johnson's Neighborhood Garage
Fifth Ward
3:00pm

Jason snorted, pushing aside his finished plate. "If he saw you coming, he'd run in another direction. Jess can handle Barton on her own...though I wouldn't mind a go at him myself."

Wiping his mouth with his napking, the other man sighed. "As for Dog Man...I don't know much yet, he's not in any of my case files. I heard that Barton might be working on it, but I'm not exactly clear myself." He jerked a thumb at the two in front of the TV. "I'm pretty sure he'd like a word with those two."

OOC: TBULL

 

[Krizzel]

Johnson's Neighborhood Garage
Fifth Ward
3:00pm

The big man grunted, getting up to stretch and then take the dirty dishes over to the sink. "Don't do him any favors, huh? I'm not sure I'd wish Barton on even somebody I didn't like."

Sighing, he took a step towards the garage. "Well, back to work now - I want to get everything done early. I'm trying to set up dinner tonight with Jess and Amy and Carlos Munguia...you interested?"

 

[KitanaVorr]

UT-Houston Medical School - Virology Lab
Texas Medical Center
3:30pm

Carlos tried to get his hand into the man's pocket, but since he wasn't trained in that sort of thing, he wasn't able to accomplish much other than rather odd petting. Thankfully for Carlos the man didn't notice it at all, holding him back from the fire alarm in a grapple.

Soon the familiar security officers for the Medical center appeared along with a few firemen to make sure that nothing was ablaze in the Virology lab. Dark suit went up to them and began to talk quietly while a fireman turned off the fire alarm.

OOC: CARLOS

 

[KitanaVorr]

Johnson's Neighborhood Garage
Fifth Ward
3:00pm

"I can't say no to food," Jason replied with a smile as he stood up and glanced over at his new charge. "Well, I'll check around some more for you on the ten grand and Dog Man. Otherwise, give me a call on my cell when you set up the time."

He waited to see if T-Bull had anything left to ask before taking Ferris back to the station with him.

OOC: TBULL

 

[garyh]

Local Police Precinct
Fifth Ward
3:30pm

"Look," Lamar said, "I don't want any harm to come to my folks. If hiding is for the best, then we should get out of town. The only problem I see is that Malcolm and I are a bit... high profile, I guess you could say."