<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg383764#msg383764">Quote from: Cherri Tart on 06-07-2007, 20:41:29</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Fuck me."  she swore under her breath as he tossed off the voltage of the taser.  Must be on PCP or something to toss off that much pain so easily.  Dammit, she knew the sarge told her not to draw her gun, but they were in trouble... then she shook herself mentally.  Duh.  Grabbing her walkie talkie, she radioed frantically.  <br/><br/>"Officer Scott.  We have a man down. Please send back up."  She tried to sound calm, collected as she called in, drawing her gun with her free hand.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Oh, I intend to." The man suddenly became a blurr, moving so fast Angela's eyes couldn't follow him. Suddenly he was standing in front of her, holding her wrists in a vice like grip.<br/>Her radio squawked, she heard a voice on the other end but she couldn't make anything out because of some massive static.<br/>"Seems like you are on your own, Officer Scott. Your move."