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Rose smirked. with her free hand, she quickly took the knife from Alex, cutting herself in the process. Cursing to herself, she threw the knife to the side and turned around, punching Alex in the gut. She took another gun out of her boot and stood in between Corsair and Alex, with the guns pointing at each of them.

There were many options Corsair could take, he could take the practical way, the stupid way, the long way, the stupid but entertaining way, the not-thought-out way, or he could just watch.

Just watching would take to long, and Corsair really didn't have the patience for that, Thinking of a plan would require too much effort on his end. With out thinking of the consequences he did what any sadistic slash masochistic teenage boy would do. He grabbed the barrel of Rosa's gun and raised it to his forehead, daring her to pull the trigger.. His gaze was not broken by anything and would not be. He wanted to see if she had the guts to do it.

Just then he had a brilliant idea. He smiled as he grabbed the hand the Rosa had cut in the process of defending herself. His smile was soft and almost in a sense kind. He let go of the gun barrel and ripped a piece of his shirt off and wrapped her hand. He gently closed her fist and looked into her eyes. He took his hand away and grabbed the barrel once again pressing it to the center of his forehead and closed his eyes.

As he did this he couldn't help but laugh internally, though his face betrayed his thoughts as it was left blank. Then he thought of Alex's response to this and how it would be, which made him laugh laugher in his head.
He was quite pleased with himself.

"You think you're quite clever, don't you?" Rose said to Corsair, smiling. She turned around and picked up her gun that Alex dropped, then shot Corsair in both his legs. Then she looked at Silas, giving him a look that said 'What should we do with them?'

Rose nodded, understanding. She tied them both up by their hands and feet, they loaded them into the back of the van. "You stay with them, i'll get the others and make sure everyone else is dead." she said, going and shooting any other Division members that may be there, and telling every Runaway member she saw to get back in the van.

"Thanks for having my back.."

His partner said as they were tossed into the van. He wanted nothing more than to grab his legs and cringe with pain. He didn't he just held his breath as he clenched his jaw, taking only small breaths. Corsair glanced over to the male. He knew him, but he currently think from where. The pain from the gun shots were radiating, and felt like heat was seeping out onto his body, but he knew the more blood he loss the colder he would get.
He had to keep his head, he could not show pain. Though the pain was intense one thing he couldn't help but to think was how useless he currently was. He knew he was completely vulnerable which made him hate his partner. They would not be in this mess if she didn't just kill Rosa when she first got there. The knife was to her throat a bit of pressure and a swift motion the girl would have been dead.
He closed his eyes and gathered his thoughts as he tried to forget about the pain.

Rosalie returned to the van with the other Runaway members. "Come on, let's get out of here before the cops get suspicious." she said to Silas, as she got into the driver's seat.

Alex suppressed a sigh of relief when the man took the bullets out of Corsair's leg; he hadn't been looking well. Another reason she should have been lead, she could handle most common pains and a few not so common tortures.
She stifled a laugh when the man spoke about 'recruiting' them. She was unsure where Corsair's allegiance lied but hers would always be with The Division. They saved her and kept her safe. Plus she loved the feeling of slitting another person's throat.
Alex remained silent for the rest of the ride, occasionally checking on Corsair through her peripheral vision; he was all she had right now so he had to be OK.
She allowed the male to take her into the building and tie her up to a chair. She grinned at how stupid they were. She still had five easily accessible knives on her; if she really wanted to escape the bindings she'd be able to. Instead she sat quietly. She refused to leave her partner behind, even if her life would be one-thousand times better without him, and she wasn't sure if his leg could handle a quick get-a-way yet.