Kragen hear's the words and laughs once more. "If you really believe this is a creation worthy of anything but the most basic of urchin artists, then you are more deluded then I am." Kragen lets the laugh dwindle to a chuckle.
"Theres been no bargaining, no begging, why would I beg to someone as incapable of an artistic fart in the wind as yourself? A real artist would see value in a tool of creation, or destruction." Another wide smile across his lips. "But you, the only man in the room with the keys to the toolbox...chose to toss it in the fire."
Kragen shakes his head. "The funny part, the really funny part, is the fact that your doing my job for me." He grins wide. "Blowing up a hospital? Your not solving any problems doing that, if anything your fuelling the fire's your just going to make this war all the worse. Now..if thats your intention, then I do give you Kudo's." He chuckles again.
"But otherwise, I'm afraid you missed your opportunity to do something of real worth. Instead of creating a masterpiece worthy of Dali, Picasso or Leonardo....you've spat on a canvas and slathered some paint and dare to call it art."
Shay @ 9:32PM
Roll: 5 d10 TN6 (5, 6, 6, 6, 9) ( success x 5 ) [WP] VALID
niko @ 9:33PM
05-09-2014, 10:15 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-11-2014, 07:22 PM by Joey.)
The man stops at the door and waits. Maybe he's bearing witness to Kragen's final words. Hearing his final pleas to see if in that moment he shoves chips worth drawing him in into the center of the table instead of hurling insults and vague promises of the usefulness of a suspect in a federal terrorism investigation. He waits patiently in any case, though he doesn't turn around to look at Kragen, and when he's done he gives him a final critique back.
“You should've gone to more museums,” and with that he takes a deep breath, as if preparing himself before walking on stage, and pushes the swinging door of the operating room violently open. As it swings shut the sound of him running down the hallway is all that comes.
Kragen is left to struggle in a last ditch effort against his bindings as the doctor goes down the hall to begin sowing the seeds of chaos. He find Special Agent Troy and Detective Cutter where they've been left answering their superiors' questions.
“He's got a bomb inside his abdominal cavity! We need to evacuate this hospital immediately!” He's tugging down his operating mask down with bloody hands to reveal an urgent and earnest face.
The radios come alive with shouted orders and nearby officers begin doing just what the doctor has recommended without much further goading.
Kragen listened as the man said his final piece, a man having to take the last words with him. "Whats your price damn you!" But it didn't really matter as the 'doctor' left the operating theatre. He was left alone and for a few moments he struggled against the bindings with all his might, blood and an indomitable will. But Kragen had never been the strongest, never been physically powerful. He had relied on wits, speed, and intelligence.
Up against the restraints however they mean't nothing. After a few long moments he ceased his struggles and lay there, looking around the operating theatre for anything of use, any last ditch options which might avail him of this situation. If he found nothing he'd simply laugh for a moment, a few strangled chuckles.
"Time for the show of a lifetime, and me without a cigarette."
The detective and special agent have only a moment to process the look on the doctor's face and the sound of his voice as he relays this message of danger. He continues, wheeling back around into a hurried jog down the hallway, other hospital personnel joining him as the officers begin herding them away.
Cutter's captain, now present at the scene, puts his radio to his mouth and his voice cuts decisively over the air:
"We need bomb squad to Swedish Medical-" but he can't finish the order as a percussive thud hits him in the chest and leaves him stumbling before he catches himself against the wall. It is accompanied by a rush of hot air and the sound of glass, sheet rock, cinder block, and varied metals all rending outward.
Inside that room where Kragen strains and then waits he becomes the heart of the explosion that consumes him. His bones become shrapnel. His flesh becomes rain. His hair singes away to smoke. Even the last bit of breath in his lungs fuels the fire to become burnt ozone and heat.
A body count of one is what will be recorded.
[ Please note that Strength rolls for Kragen's attempt to escape from his bindings were made and witnessed.
Rolls for construction and damage of device:
[ Production of device. Extended. 1/5. ]
Dice: 9 d10 TN6 (1, 1, 2, 2, 5, 6, 6, 8, 10) ( success x 4 )
[ 2/5 ]
Dice: 9 d10 TN6 (1, 2, 3, 4, 4, 5, 6, 8, 10) ( success x 3 )
[ 3/5 ]
Dice: 9 d10 TN6 (2, 3, 3, 4, 5, 5, 7, 7, 8) ( success x 3 )
[ 4/5 ]
Dice: 9 d10 TN6 (1, 3, 4, 6, 6, 8, 9, 10, 10) ( success x 6 )
[ 5/5 ]
Dice: 9 d10 TN6 (1, 2, 5, 6, 7, 7, 8, 9, 9) ( success x 6 )
[ Damage ]
Dice: 26 d10 TN6 (1, 2, 2, 3, 3, 4, 4, 5, 5, 5, 5, 5, 6, 7, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 9, 9, 10, 10) ( success x 14 ) ]
05-11-2014, 09:06 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-11-2014, 09:07 PM by Joey.)
BREAKING NEWS: CASUALTIES AVOIDED IN BOMBER'S FINAL ACT OF DESTRUCTION
We are receiving reports from the Swedish Medical Center that an unidentified explosive devise has taken the life of Kragen Kingsmith, a suspect in the Capitol Hill bombing and associate of Dogwood private military company, though the source of the explosion is as of yet unknown. The portion of the hospital where doctors were tending to Kingsmith was already heavily secured and with warning of a possible detonation officials were able to evacuate the area.
FORENSIC INVESTIGATORS CANNOT RULE OUT SUICIDE BOMBING
As we await another press briefing from law enforcement official sources within the investigation are suggesting that the bomber may, in a horrific act lifted straight from film and television screens, have had the bomb surgically placed into his body cavity in the eventuality of his capture. Inspectors on the scene have stated that the medical center remains structurally sound and the damage seems to have been contained to the operating theater where Kingsmith was being treated and the immediately surrounding rooms and hallway.
INTERFAITH MINISTRY ORGANIZES NIGHT VIGIL ON CAPITOL HILL
Local religious leaders, including representatives of Baptist, Catholic, Jewish, Methodist, and Muslim congregations, as well as community organizers, gathered the night after the death of Denver bomber Kragen Kingsmith near the scene of his first known act of terror in Denver. Attendees held candles and signs with messages of hope and solidarity on the steps and sidewalk in front of the Capitol Building, spilling over onto the surrounding lawn.
MAYOR, GOVERNOR, AND PRESIDENT SPEAK IN HONOR OF BOMBING VICTIMS
As facts concerning the April bombings continue to be sorted out...
* * *
In the moments, days, and weeks following the events of April 29th, 2014, facts come in a steadily unfolding story. It is concluded by three independent forensic teams that the explosion at Swedish Medical Center was the last ditch effort of a psychologically ill bomber who put his skills to use in a final attempt to take the lives of others.
No few politicians attempt to parlay these gruesome occurrences into traction for future campaigns. A few members of law enforcement will use it as a stepping stone to further their own careers. The public will be urged to resume their lives and provided with the distractions that have always existed to make doing so that much easier.
Those without normal lives - those who never had them, those who can never hope to have them again, and those who suspect the truth of what happened - will continue trying to make sense of things in their own way.