"It's been five years since I last saw you," Zhou Fei replies, tone sharp and unforgiving. "Who knows if you're the same Seren I knew."
When the gun moves, Zhou Fei pretends not to notice, but he tracks the movement in his peripheral vision.
"Will you?" Zhou Fei asks, hands tightening on the handcuffs in his pocket before he moves, covering the last of the distance and attempting to push Seren back against the railing. If he can, Zhou Fei aims to latch one handcuff around Seren's gun hand and the other around the railing, trapping him in place.
"Or will you come up empty handed," Zhou Fei continues, holding his now empty hands out. "Shame. Too bad I need to call the foreman on a cop like you. I liked my project here."
Seren was actually going to fire - nothing lethal, just a warning shot before moving for the incapacitation - when he's shoved back and groans when his back hits the railing, snarling before swinging with his free hand. Even cuffed, he's not going down without a fight.
Even with tactics like this.
"Fuck you!" He spits, and while there's betrayal and anger clear on his face, there's also a small hint of sorrow, longing. This shouldn't have turned out like this.
The swell of power, of triumph, that billows through his body results in a wide, cheshire grin. He’s *won*. He’s fought back and when he steps back further out of reach he can’t help the wild fire burning beyond control.
“One day, maybe,” Zhou Fei replies with a sneer as he reaches down for his radio. “Not now.”
He tugs his maintenance mask up over his triumphant glow before speaking into radio, “Undercover cop here. Cuffed in Sector D4.”
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Date: 2022-12-24 10:34 pm (UTC)When the gun moves, Zhou Fei pretends not to notice, but he tracks the movement in his peripheral vision.
"Will you?" Zhou Fei asks, hands tightening on the handcuffs in his pocket before he moves, covering the last of the distance and attempting to push Seren back against the railing. If he can, Zhou Fei aims to latch one handcuff around Seren's gun hand and the other around the railing, trapping him in place.
"Or will you come up empty handed," Zhou Fei continues, holding his now empty hands out. "Shame. Too bad I need to call the foreman on a cop like you. I liked my project here."
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Date: 2023-01-12 01:03 am (UTC)Even with tactics like this.
"Fuck you!" He spits, and while there's betrayal and anger clear on his face, there's also a small hint of sorrow, longing. This shouldn't have turned out like this.
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Date: 2023-01-21 05:23 pm (UTC)“One day, maybe,” Zhou Fei replies with a sneer as he reaches down for his radio. “Not now.”
He tugs his maintenance mask up over his triumphant glow before speaking into radio, “Undercover cop here. Cuffed in Sector D4.”
He waves his fingers and then he’s gone.