Rukia Kurosaki

So You Win Again- Hot Chocolate~

DCW's Valther ~

"If you harm a single one of them, none of you will be spared..." Erru retracted the blade of her knife, calling out to Misaki. "Miss, find Ren. He'll help you." She dropped Lokar to the ground, dusting off her sleeves. "There you go."

DCW's Araide-sempai~

"The FBI other than myself are not involved. Leave that girl and all the other civilians unharmed and free and I'll drop your man. I won't raise a single weapon against you if you leave them unharmed. Do we have a deal?" She tightened her grip on Lokar. If they didn't agree, she was going to take him down, then get Misaki to safety.

Erru frowned, "I have no family, thanks..." She followed the man's gaze to Misaki, then grabbed Lokar, an arm around his neck. "Touch her, and he's dead." She cringed as she pulled him up and his arm brushed against her wound. "I- owe you... for that bullet..." Erru drew her knife, holding it up to Lokar. "Well, what are you guys gonna do?"

(the text said, "I'm at the airport. Meet me there.") Erru glared. "I'm not calling them... and how did you know who I was!?" She unloaded her ammo onto the ground. "I won't let you guys harm civilians..."

"I don't care." She wrenched a gun from Lokar's grasp, hitting him with the end. Erru stood, aiming the weapon at the other man. "Drop the gun..."

"Sh**!" Erru couldn't let civilians get involved. Gritting her teeth at the throbbing that accompanied motion, she leapt from the hood, grabbing Lokar and tackling him to the ground. "Don't you dare harm them," she ordered, pressing her pocketknife to his neck.

((syndicate's just another word for an organized crime gang or mob)) Erru braced herself, dashing forward and opening the hood of the car. Covering where she was hit with her free hand, she vaulted onto the engine, using the hood as a shield. "You may have gotten one shot in, but if you fire into this area you could blow up your engine. Stand down..."

(mentioned it's the tampa airport) "You're part of a syndicate then?" Erru walked calmly to the car and stabbed her knife into the front right tire, listening as the air hissed out of it. "I'm afraid in that case you'll have to await the police." She crossed her arms, checking out the blade on her pocketknife. "If you wouldn't mind dropping your weapons, I'd appreciate it." She folded her knife, dropping it in her pocket.

Erru glared at the Serbian in front of her, her pocketknife in hand. "Tell me what you know about a girl called Aeyra. She went missing a long time ago and hasn't been heard from since. I know she's alive. Do you know anything about her condition or whereabouts?" She stood ready to fight, but wanting to get her confrontation over with so that she could help the victims of the explosion as soon as possible. "Well?"

Erru frowned at the flash of metal. "Then you have no need for weapons." She drew her pocketknife, flipping the blade out.

(for the sake of our RP, it shall have 31)

Erru crossed her arms, glaring at the man who'd spoken. "I have reason to believe you are involved in illegal activity. Why are you driving a two-seated car in the arrival entrance of the airport?" She stood her ground as the explosion victims panicked. "I'm not moving until you give me an explanation that alleviates the aforementioned suspicion..." She stared coldly ahead, her adrenaline having calmed and her lips pressed tightly together in an ambiguous expression. (Rose~ We're at Tampa International Airport)