charlie west, also known as 'cactus the angry elf' (littledeadly) wrote in immune_ic,
"Attention all units, I've got a suspect headed east from my position- that's towards you, Jennings, so wake the hell up- white male, about six three, brown hair. He just attacked a woman carrying a kid," Charlie spoke into her earpiece, holding up her hand for the woman to hold on. She wasn't about to let this bastard run away with this poor lady's money. Not when there were at least six FBI agents and countless police officers within a few square miles.
Once she was sure that her units had gotten themselves moving, she holstered her weapon and turned back to the woman with a terse smile. This wasn't exactly her area of expertise; whenever she'd been called in on hostage situations, someone else had done the talking. She just shot the bad guys. Still, the poor woman looked terrified- and who could blame her?- so Charlie tried her best to sound comforting. "It's all right. Scumbags like that never attack face-to-face." She gave them a small smile. "I'm Agent West. Don't worry, you're safe now. Are you both okay?"
That was a stupid question. Of course she wasn't okay. Being attacked like that made anyone feel shaken at best and completely paranoid at worst. And to attack someone with a kid? She could only hope that her agents and the NYPD had gotten off their asses fast enough to catch the guy. Charlie wanted to talk with the guy.