Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20151212055542/@comment-24857097-20160409093819

The technician rubbed her head while Oliver just stared at the information blankly. There was so much information to absorb from Casper's flash drive that it nearly drove them insane.

"That's an awful lot of spies..." The technician said.

"Yeah..." Oliver replied.

There was a good chunk of officers who are spies according to Casper's intel, an awful lot in fact. Among one of them was the officer Oliver saw earlier. He hastily copied all of Casper's intel onto his Scroll; while doing so, there was knocking from the door.

"Who is it?" The technician asked. No response; the knocking quickly escalated to banging. At that moment, Oliver was done and drew his weapon, aiming at the door.

Let's see if your plan works Casper.

"Your mistress is a *****!" Oliver shamelessly yelled.

At that very second he finished saying the derogatory term, the door broke down and revealed one of the spies. He came in so fast that Oliver couldn't fire a shot, but he rather instead performed a brutal takedown and knocked the bugger out cold. He took out a ziptie from his cargo pocket and restrained him.

"What." Was all the technician ever said.

"These guys aren't exactly right in the head and are easily provoked when their master is insulted." Was his response as he lifted the unconscious spy onto his back before looking at the technician again.

"Send that information to everyone. After that, we wait."

"Huh? But the spies-"

"These guys aren't exactly right in the head. We'd force their hand if we give them the impression that they've been made. While it'll cause quite a mess, it'll give the unaffected a chance to track down the perps."

The technician bobbed her head and did her job to send the information to every single VPD staff in the kingdom.

"Alright, it's done."

"Good. Now shut down everything, take the flashdrive with you, and stick with me. There could be more here in the precinct."

"Oh come on, you don't think I can protect myself?" She brandished her own firearm and demonstrated her weapons safety as she said this.

"Safety in numbers?"

"Whatever you say."

The technician holstered her weapon as the two of them went to the precinct's holding cells to lock up the spy. Little did they know that there's going to be more coming after them.