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[jim_fixes_it]

Bored.

Bored. Bored. Bored.


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Booooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeed.

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[genpcs_a]

[Two steps in are what the guy gets. An older fellow by the looks of it, a few years past middle-age, and not in very good shape. Good for Dean!]

What the fuck?

[When Dean grabs at him, he still reacts quick, trying to shove him off and make a grab for the gun in his jacket pocket.]

[baconandsnausages]

[Well. He'd only come in to dig, but this. This could be so much better for him. The thought is going through his head even as he moves. The guy reacts quickly, but Dean's quicker. He's grabbing the hand that goes for the gun - jacket pocket? Really? Waistband so you can get it with either hand, dumbass, and a little less obvious - twisting it painfully up the guy's back and pressing a knife to his throat. Not enough to cut skin.... but very damned close. The pressure is exact.]

Careful. You're close to the wrong side of an accident that neither of us wants to happen. [Yet.]

[genpcs_a]

[Dean might be able to tell that this particular guy isn't exactly the guy who works on the street level. He grunts when Dean pushes the knife against his neck and puts his hands up.]

Alright, alright! [He glares at the intruder anyway.] And you're gettin' yourself into a whole world of shit here, pal.

[baconandsnausages]

[The knife stays as he reaches in the pocket and pulls out the gun, tucking it into his own waistband. You can have it back later. Maybe. But he's definitely not going to leave you with it right now. He's scanning the office over the guy's shoulder for something that would do to tie him up with at some point. Fuck it, he can use some electrical cable if he can't see anything better.] And yet, I'm not the one with a knife at my neck. Funny how these things work out.

I want to know some things about the guy you work for. Where he is, how to find him, how he contacts you... [hell, he'd even settle for someone who can point him in the right direction on these things if this guy honestly doesn't know. but he's not letting on straight away that he doesn't even know that.] I'm sure you can see the sort of thing I'm going for here.