[b][i]Jakob walks in.[/i][/b]
"Dude. How many times do we have to go over this. This doesn't help." He says, taking the knife after running over to you.
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[b]He takes one from his pant leg, one from his pocket, and one inside his sleeve, they all have blood on the blade.[/b]
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"God. You really need to stop this." He says, taking them.
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"I c-can't."
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"Yes, you can. If you can't, I'll make sure you do."
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"I don't think I can."
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"Do I have to restrain you again? No wait, that was frost. Well, do I have to restrain you?"
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"I don't know. Do you?"
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"Will you stop? Because I have ways of making you, and that probably one of the nicest."
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"It's likely I won't."
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"That means I get to do this." He says, and pulls out his blowpipe, firing a sleeping dart into you.
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"No Jakob! Don't bring meeeee....toooorrr, thererer medicaaaarl bayeh..." [b]He says beginning to slip[/b]
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"Yeah, yeah, I know. The whole toxins in your veins."
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[b]He trusts him, and falls into unconsciousness.[/b]
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[b][i]You wake up later, and Jakobs gone, and your restrained.[/i][/b]
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"Oh fūck." [b]He struggles against them.[/b]
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[b][i]You realize they aren't coming out.[/i][/b] "Yeah, that's not going to work. I had a friend of mine test those to hold back a Russian."
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"Why am I in these again?"
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"So you can't cut yourself."
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"Oh right." [b]He struggles against them, grunting.[/b]
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"Dude, stop. You aren't getting out of them. They're locked and tested. Only I've got the key."
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"Gimme the key."
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"I'd say make me but we both know how well that would work."
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"Gimme the key." [b]He asks again.[/b]
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"Yeah, sure." He says, and leaves it out of your reach, even if you stretched.
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[b]He struggles more, shaking violently.[/b]