FAKE Triple Drabble: Danger Zone
Title: Danger Zone
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo, OMC.
Rating: PG
Setting: After the manga.
Summary: Members of the public are all too willing to put their lives at risk for no good reason.
Written Using: The dw100 prompt ‘Zone’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Triple drabble.
What was it with members of the public? Whenever something was going on they always had to gather around, gawking like a bunch of spectators at a sporting event, and heedless of the danger they were subjecting themselves to.
Right now, an armed gang, having just robbed a jewellery store down the block, were holed up in a diner with hostages, and people were thronging the sidewalks, rubber-necking, trying to see what was happening beyond the hastily erected barricades meant to keep bystanders out of the danger zone.
Unfortunately, they didn’t have enough officers to man said barricades; reinforcements were on their way, but they were having trouble getting though the crowds and the bumper-to-bumper traffic jam that had formed because of the blocked street. Traffic cops were doing their best to divert people, but some cars were going to be stuck right where they were until the situation was resolved and the road could be re-opened.
“How’s it look from up there?” Dee radioed his partner.
“It’s not going to be easy getting a clear shot at the gunmen,” Ryo replied. “Might have to resort to teargas grenades.”
“Could do with a few of those to disperse the crowds,” Dee muttered. “Hey! Where d’ya think you’re goin’?” He cut off a man who’d just snuck around the end of the barriers.
“I have to get through, I’ll be late for work!”
“You’ll be late for everything if you don’t stay behind the barricades; we’ve got gunmen in the diner shootin’ anything that moves out here, you might as well have a target painted on ya.” He shoved the man roughly back to safety.
“But I could lose my job…”
“You could lose your life; which is more important to ya?”
Some people didn’t have the sense God gave them.
The End
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo, OMC.
Rating: PG
Setting: After the manga.
Summary: Members of the public are all too willing to put their lives at risk for no good reason.
Written Using: The dw100 prompt ‘Zone’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Triple drabble.
What was it with members of the public? Whenever something was going on they always had to gather around, gawking like a bunch of spectators at a sporting event, and heedless of the danger they were subjecting themselves to.
Right now, an armed gang, having just robbed a jewellery store down the block, were holed up in a diner with hostages, and people were thronging the sidewalks, rubber-necking, trying to see what was happening beyond the hastily erected barricades meant to keep bystanders out of the danger zone.
Unfortunately, they didn’t have enough officers to man said barricades; reinforcements were on their way, but they were having trouble getting though the crowds and the bumper-to-bumper traffic jam that had formed because of the blocked street. Traffic cops were doing their best to divert people, but some cars were going to be stuck right where they were until the situation was resolved and the road could be re-opened.
“How’s it look from up there?” Dee radioed his partner.
“It’s not going to be easy getting a clear shot at the gunmen,” Ryo replied. “Might have to resort to teargas grenades.”
“Could do with a few of those to disperse the crowds,” Dee muttered. “Hey! Where d’ya think you’re goin’?” He cut off a man who’d just snuck around the end of the barriers.
“I have to get through, I’ll be late for work!”
“You’ll be late for everything if you don’t stay behind the barricades; we’ve got gunmen in the diner shootin’ anything that moves out here, you might as well have a target painted on ya.” He shoved the man roughly back to safety.
“But I could lose my job…”
“You could lose your life; which is more important to ya?”
Some people didn’t have the sense God gave them.
The End