Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140202054003/@comment-11588669-20140202083359

Garron blinked, and turned around. And was staring out of a bridge made of ice. In the summer.

"You have got to be kidding me." He muttered, and got back into his police cruiser, driving after her. Seriously, who does that? The ice was melting, and by the time he was catching up to her, it was reduced to a puddle of steaming water.

The FERO growled under his breath, and hit the accelerator, pulling alongside the speeding car.

"Look, just make this easy on both of us, and pull the fuck over!" He was glad for the chase. The trouble on the other hand, not so much.

"You gain nothing by doing this! It's not as if I haven't memorized your face, nor as if the camera on the front of my vehicle hasn't taken a picture of it either!" He growled. "Any way this ends, you're not getting out of this! So just pull over, and we can get this done cleanly goddamnit!"