Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5726563-20131012204124/@comment-15792134-20131024012438

Urdin nodded and fell in step beside Bruce, grabbing the machete as he did so. He took up postion by the door, though he stood casually rather than in any fighting stance. He glanced at Bruce after his remark and half shrugged.

"Yeah, fine." He grunted. However he felt far from it. He was by far the least useful one here and he had just got one of them shot. Hadn't he picked up that damn gun the detective would be fine. He held the angry thought until he heard heavy foot steps outside the door. He moved to look at the door already thinking of what to say to the SWAT officers that would undoubtfully start banging on the door. Urdin hesitated though when he moved to reach for the door. There was only one pair of feet.

Urdin looked back to the room, all of the guards were out cold and the detective was interogating the suspect. But then the he noticed the second man in a suit reaching into his coat, he was replacing something back into it. Then Urdin eye's widened, the bastard called for help.

"Bruce, don't open the door!" he yelled he ran over and grabed the second man lifting him off the floor by his shirt collar and slaming him against the wall. He glared at the man.

"Give it." He comannded. The suited man swallowed hard and shook his head. Urdin used the grip of the machete as a club and knocked the man out with a strike to the side of the head. He let the man fall and reached into his pocket where he removed a cellphone. Pulling up the last message he read it aloud.

"Cops got us use flash" Urdin turned his head to the said, then it clicked. Flashbang. The back up was going to create a diversion. He turned to face the detective as a single knock came from the room's door.