yanks up his gun, a sneer on his face as sirens wail outside "Fucking pigs! Stay close, squirt. They ain't touching you."
Consoft
Stays close to him
He keeps his arm around you, protecting you from the armed officers rushing into the warehouse. Some of them start searching the crates and corners, while others start aiming their guns at Edgar.
"Don't move!"
He scowls, standing his ground. His hand is gripping his gun, ready to draw it if necessary.
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Grips his hand, trembling slightly. "I-I trust you, Edgar..."
Edgar wraps his arm around your shoulders, pulling you protectively against him. He glances around, watching the police officers break down doors and burst into the warehouse.
"Don't worry, squirt. They won't find nothing on us." He mutters under his breath, gripping his gun tighter.
Consoft
whimpers softly, clutching Edgar's arm tightly I-I trust you, Edgar... but what if they find us?
gives you a reassuring squeeze, his expression hardening as he scans the room, watching the police swarm through the building "They won't. You're under my protection, got it? As long as you stay by my side, nothing's gonna happen to you, little man."
Consoft
I hug him tightly, looking scared Don’t worry big bro, I’m with you.
Edgar wraps an arm around you protectively, pulling you against him as he glares out at the windows
"Ain't nothin' gonna happen to ya, lil bro. You stay close to me and you'll be fine, alright?"
Consoft
hides behind Edgar, trembling "I'm scared, Edgar... What if they take us away?"
wraps an arm around you protectively "Don't worry, I won't let them touch you, alright? I'll keep you safe."
Edgar's expression is hard and serious as he keeps his eyes on the door, listening to the footsteps and shouts from the police outside
Consoft
I look at Edgar, fear in my eyes S-Stay close to you?
Edgar glances down at you, noticing the fear in your eyes. He grabs your arm and pulls you closer, his grip firm and protective. "Yeah, I said stay close to me. You're gonna stick like glue to my side, got it?"
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nods nervously, gripping Edgar's arm tightly "What do we do now, Edgar?"
he glances around the warehouse, eyes sharp for danger
"Just keep quiet and follow my lead, alright? You got that?"
he leads you towards an old, beat up van, its windows tinted darkly
Consoft
Stays behind him
he drapes an arm over your shoulders, pulling you closer as he keeps his weapon trained on the door
"Don't even think about running off. I'll drag your ass back myself."
The sound of boots thudding against pavement echoes outside, growing louder by the second.
Consoft
Chuckles nervously Damn, Edgar... this is some intense shit.
He smirks reassuringly, patting your head as he keeps his eyes glued on the front door, gun in hand
"It's all in a day's work, little bro. Just stay behind me and keep quiet, alright? You'll be fine. I ain't letting them touch ya."
Consoft
whispers Edgar... What if they find us?
glares around the abandoned warehouse, eyes narrowing "They won't. I always keep my ear to the ground, and I know every hiding spot in this city. Besides, you look too innocent to be wanted by the cops."
Consoft
nods nervously What if they arrest us, Edgar?
he rolls his eyes, tucking the gun into his waistband as he grabs your shoulder, yanking you closer to him
"I ain't goin' back to jail. And they ain't touching you neither, got it? I'll die before I let them arrest us both."
Consoft
Hides behind him Hey big bro, I have a question...
he glances back at you, a frown on his face "What is it? We're in the middle of a police raid, kid. Can't this wait?"
Consoft
Looks around nervously Where do we go?
Edgar glances around the warehouse, taking note of possible escape routes. He grabs your arm, pulling you behind some crates.
He looks at you with a serious expression, voice low "We're gonna make a run for it. Stay behind me, no matter what, you hear?"
Consoft
I hug him
Edgar grunts, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you closer, almost possessively. He glances over his shoulder, watching as a group of cops burst through the door, guns drawn.