The Park, Saturday Morning

[pryor_child]

Nate was jogging through the park this morning, shirtless as usual.

Unfortunately for him, this meant he was unarmed.

[ooc: There will be mayhem in this post. Feel free to ping me on AIM if you want in.]

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[killers4hire]

There, gathered not-so-discreetly around a park bench, was a group of six men dressed in black, and one balding son of a bitch named Hertz.

Hertz was showing off the photo of Jason Teague.

"You find this asshole, and you kill him, got it?" he ordered.

[pryor_child]

That got Nate to pause.

"Excuse me?" he said.

[killers4hire]

"For fuck's sake," Hertz said. "Where the hell is our lookout?" He pulled his pistol and just shot at Nate, repeatedly.

[pryor_child]

Luckily, Nate had not too long ago had his powers restored. So he was able to concentrate a field of telekinetic energy to absorb the bullets, and let them just fall to the ground.

"You want to answer my question now?"

[the_hot_morgan]

I'm lead from the police station to the park by a girl named Savanna.

What a mess.

"This is getting monotonous."

[pryor_child]

"Luckily we have no one dead," Nate said. "So this is a change, I hope?"

[the_hot_morgan]

"It is a change."

I wonder if anybody will miss one.

"Let's get 'em cuffed and into the van. It's parked over there."

[pryor_child]

"Great. I'll... help carry. They're out cold," Nate said.