>>5804894>>5804895>>5804897>>5804907>>5804908"I can't do that." You start. You hear Kimble groan and close his eyes. The emotionless mask of Firebug stares you down.
"That's a shame, because now your friend will fry for it."
You throw up a hand.
"Joe, Wait!" You shout, hoping your use of his name will shake him enough to make him hesitate. He does. "Joe, look. You know as well as I do that a rookie isn't going to be able to call him back, and I'm definitely not in the loop on where he's going. If you want another shot at Dent, then you need to go now. Just go. Because if you shoot Banks, I'll drop you right here in this alley."
"Goddamn right." Kimble says, a little iron entering his voice again.
"I'm wearing a bullet proof suit, you've seen that. You two aren't exactly Deadshot either."
"Maybe not." You say, returning your hand to cup your pistol. "But we have something in common. Same way you want Dent, if you kill Banks I'm gonna want you. You go after Dent or you take it out on someone who had nothing to do with it. Either way, one of us only has to get lucky once."
"Hmph." You hear a scoff from the helmet's filter.
"This isn't waht you want Joe. You want Dent, for causing that accident."
"Accident?" He asks. His voice suddenly low and gravely. "It was no FUCKING accident. Dent took the only things I had after I came back from the military. He took EVERYTHING from me." He looks down to Banks and puts a boot to his neck.
"I know, Joe! I know! But Banks didn't. He has a girl waiting for him out there, you'd be taking him from her just how Dent took your wife and son from you."
"How do you-" He starts before catching himself. He looks side to side, moving the boot from Banks neck he shuffles in place, grunting under the mask. "Fuck!" he calls out.
"Come on, Joe. You were in the army. You must have wanted to protect people, not hurt them. Don't hurt Banks, he's just a kid."
His round reflective goggles stare you down. He lifts a gloved finger and points it directly at you. "You haven't talked me down, I'm still coming after Dent. I will kill him like he killed me." He looks down to Banks and rolls him over with a foot. "But I'm not going to kill just because that little shit told me too. I only have one target." He begins to back up, raising his weapon keeping the nozzle pointed down the alley. He's retreating. "Nobody else dies by my hand except, Dent."
>Wait for him to be out of Range of Banks and take a shot.>Rush forward and grab Banks, drag him to safety>Eye Kimble, signal him for both of you to fire.>Holster your weapon and gesture for Kimble to lower his. You trust he'll keep his word. >Write-In 