Oh, It's You Again // O/O // Closed

Scipio grabbed the front of Dave's shirt and slammed him up against the wall. "You know better than to test me, Dave." He said quietly, cocking his head slightly to the side. "Don't forget what I did; to your coworkers and countless people you don't know."

Bridge slunk back against the wall, trembling again and sitting down with his knees against his chest, a protective position he'd developed. Dave, meanwhile, gulped and nodded, fear starting to swell in him.

After a few seconds of ensuring that Dave was submissive, Scipio let go of him and walked a short distance away. He still kept a close eye on him, however.

"You know what?" Dave said, his voice cracking once but remaining constant for the rest of his statement. "I'll leave now. But business is business, and I'll be back," He warned, opening the door and slamming it behind him, his footfalls fading away.

"Fucking bastard…" Scipio muttered to himself as he watched Dave leave. "He's probably just getting backup. They do that when I threaten people."

Bridge didn't speak for a while, and he'd ended up closer to where Scipio had been when he'd backed up. He let out a shaky breath, finally speaking. "Thank you."

"For what?" Scipio looked over at Bridge, confused. "I didn't do anything worthy of thanks."

"You just did," He said quietly. "You scared him away from me."

"Oh, that… don't worry about it. Fuckin' hate that guy. He knows my name…" Scipio shook his head in distaste.

"But would you have done it if I wasn't there?" Bridge asked, glancing away for a moment. "I think Scipio is a coo name."

"Eh, maybe… if he kept calling me scorpion. I don't actually care that much, but I like to scare him." Scipio smirked a bit. "And yeah, it's a weird name. I'm Italian, so you know…"

"Really?" He looked up. "That's cool. I don't think it's weird."

Scipio nodded. "Oh look, he's coming back." He looked up at the cell doors. "And he brought his friends again."

Two other, tougher-looking guards were with him this time - no weapons except themselves. Dave unlocked the door and came inside, crouching in front of Bridge again. "Now you gotta come with me, kid."

"He doesn't want to go. Fuck off." Scipio dragged Dave to his feet and stood between the guards and Bridge.

Bridge was trembling again, looking up at the four with wide, golden eyes. He didn't really know exactly what was going on…but he wasn't being attacked.
Dave scowled. "Since when were you the head of the agency, Scorpion?"

Scipio slammed Dave against the wall again, harder than before. Two other guards quickly grabbed his arms to restrain him, but that just made him angry. He bit one guard's hand to get him to let go and wrested himself free from the other. After this, he stood defensively in front of Bridge, huffing quietly.

Dave cursed something nasty under his breath, backing up with the other two guards, who were muttering amongst themselves and not looking too happy. A radio crackled on Dave's ear, and he looked up at the other two. "We have to go, guys," He muttered, before glancing back at Scipio. "You really are a scorpion. The name fits," He decided, before slamming the door behind him.

"Damn guards… never learn, do they?" Scipio walked over to the metal bench and sat down, wiping some of the guard's blood off his lip.

"Are…are you okay?" Bridge asked, looking up at him as he was now only a few feet away.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Can't say the same for Marcus's hand, though." He examined the smear of Marcus's blood on his finger with an almost bored manner.

"Oh." Bridge nodded. "Thank…thank you again."

"Mhmm… they'll be back later, likely with more backup. They'll probably hurt me if I try to stop them then, but pain doesn't particularly bother me. I can convince my brain that I'm not experiencing it to a certain extent."

"I can go with them next time, then…" He offered quietly, tilting his head.

"No. Don't let them trick you. They're all just liars…." Scipio glared at the cell doors as though waiting for them to return.

"They'll keep doing it, I think." Bridge told him, glancing over at the doors before turning his face back to Scipio. "You're going to have to let me go sometime."

"I'm stubborn. They can't take you if they're dead. Although, I'll probably just end up injuring them and you'll get taken anyways, honestly." (Skip)
When they returned a few hours later, Scipio noticed them watching him warily. He'd expected this of course, and waited for them to enter. Once Dave was close enough, he punched him hard in the face.

Dave stumbled and caught himself, not daring to make another move forward, instead just calling Bridge from where he was. "Bridge. You're going to need to come with us now."

"Fuck off, all of you!" Scipio kicked the guards restraining him in the shins to get free, which worked temporarily. Unfortunately for him, they had even more back up this time. Scipio fought them off the best he could, but he was always stopped from behind. Eventually, they grabbed him, tazed him, and kicked him to to floor. He was nearly unconscious from this, but tried to push himself up. A guard put his foot on Scipio's back until he passed out.

Bridge looked up at the rest of them with wide, fearful golden eyes, eventually standing but refusing the hand they gave him. "What…what do you want?"