he hurried back quickly

Samuel stopped trying to escape the chair. Why was he worried about Leslie? The chances of anyone being inside the tower besides the two of them where few and if someone was there it would mostly likely have a positive affect on him. The worry he felt for the other was not calmed by this as it should have been and he frowned.

at the top landing he felt a little thrill run through him and worriedly he hurried back to the room "what is wrong? samual?" he looked around the room, it seemed normal enough

He heard Leslie's call and answered, "I'm currently fine...but something is off." He still was not sure what but now Leslie was here. "Turn on the cameras on, if you can, I think we have company." This should have been good news so why did it not seem so? He suddenly relized his hands were untied and his eyes got comically wide. A person, who Samuel could not identify, was behind him.
It ordered in a smooth voice, "Release Samuel to my care or I'll kill you." It was voiced in monotone but the tone suggested that the person was a young male.

his face flattened. he set down the pitcher and glasses. "now. why would i do that?" he straightened and crossed his arms

The person's voice took a haughty tone, "Because I said so." Samuel rolled his eyes he had a feeling the guy wold be dead in a few. The person moved moved out from behind Samuel; another stupid move in Samuel's mind. Samuel said nothing though; he was interested in how this would pan out.

so, should i call you theodore or can i have your name before you die?" the other had no gun so he most likely had a knife. he yawned in a bored manner to rile the other into the first move.

'Theodore' scofted, "Like I'd give my name to someone who thinks they can kill me." He was staying back from Leslie though and had yet to pull a gun. Samuel watched semi-bored and wondered what the other was playing at. Samuel noticed the other was holding something in his hand and drew a conclusiong that it was a knife or syringe.

he grinned as the other moved slightly, it was a tranq, the idiot "zydone and chlordiazepoxide, a man's best friend, don't be an idiot theodore, you know that does not work on us"

'Theodore' blinked. How had the other known what he had been planning on using.

Samuel could see the other was a bit slow on the uptake and helpfully added, "You have to kill him if you're looking to get rid of him. He probably has imunities to any type of poison or paralyzer you can thing of." 'Theodore might have shot him an annoyed look if he was not so busy focausing on Leslie.

"Stay out of this, Samuel." 'Theodore' said coldly. "I'm just here to liberate you. Not deal with your childish mood swings." Samuel did notice; however, that he had changed his weapon to a knife instead of a syringe.

he frowned "get bent, you can't talk to my hostage that way" he was happy enough when the other flicked away the syringe and adopted a proper weapon, now it would be a fair fight. "you first sweet-heart, you even get a free hit if you are fast enough" this is why he hated rookies, they were too stupid to read the manuals or take class seriously, it was all sex and bragging to them. he lowered his arms and spread them out.

'Theodore' wasted no time attacking and Samuel settled into what would probably be a very short fight. If 'Theodore' lived more then a few seconds Samuel might bother to tell him at least seven points he had gone wrong on.

he smirked at the other barreled at him, stupid boy was so busy trying to be the champion he didn't bother to defend. leslie let the other slash at his chest, the badly angled knife sliced through the thin fabric and drew blood, he smiled and took the other in a loose embrace letting himself fall, he propelled the other forward and the man tripped into the door and down the stairs, he grinned and leapt after the man hoping to snatch him before he had a chance to stop rolling

Samuel watched as they disappeared down the steps and sighed before bending over to untie his legs. He did not get what this whole fuss was about or why Leslie was playing with 'Theodore'. He could hear crashing and other sounds as one of them fell down the steps.


'Theodore' had barely stopped rolling before the other was apon him. The fall down the steps had bruised him but not enough to make him stop fighting.

he had to admit, when he was done it was less about killing a decenter cum assassin and more getting out his pent up anger but in the end the man was dead and he needed to do a parameter check. he stood up from the ruined corpse kicking it once as he did so and turned to descend the stairs. he was halted when he saw the other looking down at him, untied and with an odd look

The dead man's body affect Samuel no more the the body of his coworkers; which was to say not a lot. "Pity," he murmered, "I would have liked to ask him how he got in." He noticed Leslie looking up at him and gave Leslei a smirk.