Thread: The Punisher: Marked For Death (Athene & East)

Suki Kimura 1st September, 2018 New York City, New York Exact Location New York Harbor 2314 PM EST Bastard! Suki hissed angrily. That's mine! In mere seconds, however, the last of Suki's concerns became whether she would lose her gun or not. The sound of the trigger being pulled was very, very faint. However, it was quickly confirmed by a pained cry lasting about thirty seconds or so ringing in the cop's ears. .... There is a sniper?! Her eyes shut tightly as Suki half-expected herself to be the last person shot. Instead, when her eyes opened, she found she was the last person standing. Suki slowly turned around, able to do little more than stare in shock and disbelief. She originally began to grab her gun ... but stopped. Now that one of the perpetrators had touched it, forensics would need to scan it for their fingerprints. It'd give them answers as to whom these bastards had been, as well as if they had been affiliated with any cartels or other dangerous groups. Hello?! Please, let us out! The screams helped Suki return to the here and now as she turned back around, gritting her teeth in annoyance. Mainly that she'd had to be saved in the first place. But there was also the fact that now ... she was gonna have a very, very long night ahead of her. Hopefully, the fact some good had come out of this would make relaying to her captain the mission got interfered with less of a bitch fest for her to endure. Less, of course, being the keyword. Second .... hang tight. I'm a cop, I need to make a call. But you'll be out soon enough, okay? You're fine. You won't be getting shipped anywhere. Promise. Thank you ... 2nd September, 2018 New York City, New York Exact Location NYPD Headquarters 1137 AM EST Indeed, she had spent at least two hours last night trying to relay what had happened. Thankfully, her captain agreed it wouldn't do her any good to try to speak while doing so in a slightly flustered manner. Knowing she could have ended up getting shot - intentionally or not - had given her one hell of a scare. It was stupid, if not ironic. The risk of being shot was something that had come from many factors, from simply living in a dangerous city such as New York to serving in the Army for a few years to becoming a cop not long after finishing her first military tour. But for some reason ... last night had really freaked her out. Maybe because it was the closest anyone had gotten? She wasn't sure. There were far too many questions, and not just simply about the mysterious sniper. Just as many revolved around the trafficking incident. And then ... You okay, Kimura? No thanks to you, she bitterly shot back, lifting her head angrily to look up at Jonathan. The fuck happened?! Like I was trying to warn you. Ambush. Her head tilted as she rose her eyebrows. At first, it didn't make sense. But then ... she thought back. Recalled how close it had been to eleven o'clock before the men found her. ... Okay. Fine, just .... Her hand rose as she ran a hand through her hair. Her head lowered as she glanced at the desk in front of her belonging to her own captain. It was the only person she was waiting for, and truthfully? Suki was actually kind of dreading this meeting a bit. I wish you would have .... I mean .... I get it. I'm disappointed in myself. I'm very sorry, Suki. As you should be, Trey concurred, finally walking in and sitting across from the duo. Whose idiotic plan was this, anyway, huh?! Mine, sir, Booker replied. I pushed for Suki to agree to this. Even still, that doesn't fix the fact Miss Kimura is in the wrong. I thought you were smart enough. Certainly stubborn, if nothing else, to know when an idea was clearly a good one or not. Sorry, Suki replied, her voice filled with shame. .... So ... you didn't get a look at last night's sniper? No, sir. Holland sighed, shaking his head. You two should know right here and now there's one major grace saving your asses. It's the fact you found and were able to keep those women from being shipped to who knows where. I've got a good chunk of them being visited, questioned, and protected by other officers already. So we'll find out soon enough the story involving their captors - or at least who they used to be. The moment I get enough information on the bullets that killed them, I'll let you both know. I want to know who else got themselves involved in our affairs as well as why. Trey looked between the two, letting out yet another sigh. For right now ... dismissed. Thank you both for at least saving those women last night. But seriously ... no more fuck ups like last night, be it in your planning or something else. Of course, Booker replied, Suki nodding her head quickly in agreement. Thank you, captain, she replied. Neither needed any encouragement to stand and take their leave. Want me to get you lunch to make up for last night? Jonathan offered. .... Tempting. Very much so. But I think I'll take a rain check on that offer. I kinda wanna be alone for a bit, if you don't mind. Understandable. Alright. Take care, Suki. It would be here that the two cops would part ways. Before she could heed her own words, there was one more stop Suki needed to make. She walked through the halls of the headquarters before walking through a door. There would be a plaque with the following words engraved in the square block. WOMEN'S CHANGING ROOM