11897/Attempting Murder

Attempting Murder
Date of Scene:	03 August 2020
Location:	Bellevue Hospital - Lower Manhattan
Synopsis:	Grant tries to kill someone at Sandy's hospital. Things do not go as planned.
Cast of Characters:	Aguila 6, Sandra Billings

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Aguila 6 has posed:
The hospital isn't currently too crazy. That doesn't mean it's slow, however. Currently visiting the ER is one Jacob Frakes, an up and coming gangster who's done a good job of pissing off a bunch of people. As a result he's currently getting some bullet holes patched up by a trauma team.

Outside of the OR he's in there's a pair of uniformed police officers. They're there to make sure nobody comes in to finish him off and to take his statement once he's stable. The cops seem pretty alert, but there's so much going on around them it's hard to monitor everything that happens.

At the entrance to the ER Grant Washington and a four man team of his mercenaries, all dressed in civilian clothes and carrying concealed weapons, prepare to enter the hospital. As they go inside they check out their surroundings, taking note of the security before Washington himself heads for the front desk. Reaching into his jacket he pulls out a wallet containing a badge and flashes it at the person working reception, "We're here to speak with Jacob Frakes. Can you tell me where I can find him?"

Sandra Billings has posed:
As one of the nurses on duty, Sandy is about hour eleven into her fourteen hour shift. She is hard wired on coffee and tired, but still trucking. Having pulled out a couple of bullets from the man, she is currently stitching him back together after ensuring the wounds would not be fatal. She has been rambling to him about all the different types of muffins she likes, especially her favorite, blueberry! She tends to do this to try and calm people down and to see how the pain meds effect them.

"Okay Mister Frakes. Looks like you're a lucky man. Your head is harder than it looks, and the one to your arm was very shallow. You should be healing up quite nicely and you'll even have some scars to brag about. The ladies love scars, right?" She says as she finishes the last suture, then applies a large bandage over his bicep. She is aware of the police presence, but nothing else at the moment.

The receptionist glances up at the men and eyes them carefully. "Mister Frakes is currently in surgery. I can let the Detective on duty know that you're here. He can answer any questions you may have." She says as she reaches for her phone.

Aguila 6 has posed:
"Is he back there with Frakes?" Grant asks as he starts to move past the reception area towards the door. "Let him know we're on our way back. We've got word that Frakes is in danger and we're here to provide additional security until he can be moved somewhere more secure." The mercenary leader will head for the door leading into the hospital proper. Hopefully the receptionist will open it for him, if not, he's probably strong enough to force it open himself. He's not about to let something like this get in the way of a paycheck.

Frakes is pretty out of it, "Cool. Scars. Thanks." He's watching Sandy more than what's being done to him, trying not to worry himself any further with his injuries. "As long as I'm going to be okay, I don't care about that. I gotta get out of here before the cops show up. Can I just pay you and leave?"

Sandra Billings has posed:
Hospital doors are locked for everyone's protection. You have to push a button to make them open. The receptionist picks up the phone and pushes a button, quietly muttering into it as she eyes Grant. "The Detective is on his way, please wait here, sir. We are not allowed to have too many people beyond for the doors for health reasons." That and the millions of other protocols that they have. "What was your name again by the way? He's asking."

"Oh, don't worry about paying me. I love my job. You'll be fine. Don't worry about the cops." She assures him. No need to let him know that they are out in the hallway sitting in a couple of chairs after all. As she cleans up the area and washes her hands, she gives a smile to her other nurse on duty. "Hey Julia, can you let .. Doctor Rogers." The Officer out front. "That our patient is stable and he should be good to go in a few hours?"

Aguila 6 has posed:
"It's okay, I've got a key," Grant replies to the receptionist as he reaches the door and pushes. It might be locked but it's unlikely to stop what the merc has planned. Which is to just use mechanically provided superhuman strength to break through the lock. Once on the other side he looks towards the nearest hospital employee and asks, "Where can I find the surgical suite Mr. Frakes is in?"

Washington's men are already moving, a pair headed in each direction to try to find their destination.

Frakes nods his head, "Okay. I'm just going to take a nap."

Sandra Billings has posed:
"Sir? Sir! You can't just... sir!" The receptionist calls out as her eyes widen as the door goes popping open. She reaches under the desk to hit an alarm, alerting the local authorities.

As the doors open to reveal the staff, they stare at the men with wide eyes. There are signs in the hallways that lead to the surgical wing, as well as a break room and other offices. As the alarm blares through the hospital, the staff suddenly start to panic and run away from the group of angry looking men.

Sandy gives Frakes a pat on the good arm, then looks upwards at the alarm. Her brows pinch as the door opens to reveal one of the officers who steps inside. "Ma'am, stay back, we have a situation and we need to keep you safe." From the hallway, the rest of the officers are heading out to engage with Grant's team.

Aguila 6 has posed:
In rapid fire Spanish, Grant orders his men to head along towards the surgical wing. The group moves as a unit, drawing their weapons. With a gun in each hand Washington leads the way down the hallway, calling out in English towards the people there, "Out of the way! Out of the way!"

Frakes looks around concerned, "The cops are already here? Damn, I don't want to talk to them." High as a kite.

As the police arrive to engage Washington's crew the mercenary commander levels his pistols at them and grins before he starts pulling the triggers. Between him and his four soldiers they're unlikely to last very long.

Sandra Billings has posed:
At the sound of gunshots coming from the hallway, Sandy's eyes widen and she finds herself stepping backwards. She looks over towards Frakes, then the officer in the room with her. "Sir.. I hope you have backup. What can I do to help?"

"Just stay back." The officer says as he pulls his revolver, pointing it at the door.

Taking in a deep breath, Sandy steps in front of Frakes, then turns towards him as she pushes his chair back towards the far wall. She stands in front of him, clearing her throat as she waits nervously.

Aguila 6 has posed:
There's a scream from outside of the surgery room amidst the gunshots. Then silence. Next there's the sound of hurried footsteps moving towards the room's door. Outside, there's some commands being issued in Spanish by Grant.

With a loud bang the door is kicked open and Grant is visible for less than a second before he moves back into the hallway. One of his men tosses a small, round object the size of a golf ball into the room. For those in the know it's a mini-frag. 5 meter kill radius, wounding potential out to 300 meters. An incredibly dangerous, yet compact, piece of ordnance.

Sandra Billings has posed:
"Look out!" Sandy calls out as she watches the device bounce it's way into the room. She steps forward, grabbing the officer and yanking him back as if he was made of tissue, then forcibly chucks him behind her. He gives a loud yelp, firing off a burst into the ceiling in surprise. Leaning forward, she grabs the ball off the ground, crushing it between her hands as it goes off with a loud explosion, using her body to take the blow as her clothing shreds in the process.

Despite the ringing in her ears, she slowly tilts her head upwards towards the doorway, coughing loudly as she drops the sharpnel to the ground with a loud clatter. With a shaky voice, she tries to put some courage behind her words.

"You have until the count of three to get out of here, or I am going to throw all of you into the next zip code."

Aguila 6 has posed:
There's a quick order in Spanish from Grant to his men, telling them to kill the men. He's got the lady, "Metahuman, eh? Good thing I came on this one, then." He holsters his pistols and strides towards her, taking a fighting stance even as his men move to try to get a bead on the cop and the criminal. Washington goes on, "If I can survive an encounter with the Wasp and Captain America at the same time, do you really think you'll do more than slow me down?" And then he moves in. He's fast, super fast, and very strong. He leads with a jab designed to distract before bringing a leg around in a low kick designed to try to knock Sandy down to give his men an opening to shoot.

Sandra Billings has posed:
As she steps backwards, Sandy continues to try and make herself into a large, imposing target. They have to come in through the doorway one by one. "Not a metahuman." She says as she holds her hands out, much like a bear would as she buckles her knees. As his foot swings out and connects, there is a solid thump. Who knows, maybe he's going to break his foot on her. She doesn't even wobble.

There is a small twitch of the lips as she reaches out to grab him by the arm, fingers curling as she applies enough pressure to bend through steel. "You're gonna wish you were fighting Captain America. Maybe you heard of my cousin. The Blob? I'm like the diet version of him."

With that, she throws her head forward to try and headbutt him. It's going to hurt.

Aguila 6 has posed:
As his arm is grabbed Grant starts rotating and twisting it to try to get it free, trying to use more finesse than force, though he might just be stuck. The headbutt he sees coming in time to whip his body around to try to avoid it. Getting in close he moves to wrap his arms around Sandy in an attempt to lift her off of her feet to try to move her out of the way of his men, "Alright, Diet Blob. We're going to see what you've really got going for you."

Sandra Billings has posed:
As Grant goes to lift her, he'll find that Sandy has an insane amount of gravity. She is anchored to the ground. She lets out a loud sigh as she grabs him by the shirt, then steps forward as she looks to throw him backwards towards his men who are clogging up the doorway.

"I don't have a catch phrase and I don't really fight bad guys. Can't you just leave, please? I /really/ like this job." She insists. "It'll just be easier for all of us. I don't wanna get fired."

Aguila 6 has posed:
"Just let me shoot that guy and I'll be on my way," Grant replies before he's tossed back into his men, a couple of them going down under his weight. "Or we can just kill him later." He performs a near perfect kip-up to get back to his feet. His men aren't as quick to get back up. "Right now I'm not inclined to spend a lot of time dealing with this. If you just step aside so we can shoot Frakes in the face I'll slip you a little cash and we can part ways all friendly like. Otherwise each of my guys will toss a mini-frag in there and we'll see if you can stop them all from going off."

Sandra Billings has posed:
"I can't let you just shoot this guy. I literally stitched him back together again." Sandy says as she steps forward to crowd the doorway, glaring at them. "Geez, I don't know what this guy did to piss you off, but the police are here ..were ..until you killed them, to take him to prison." The poor officer behind her still has his gun drawn, but he's trembling in fear. This is not you typical day at the office.

"You so much as reach for those tiny balls of yours and I'll twist your heads like Gumby. Come on guys, just cut me a break. More police are on the way, this is going to be on the news. You guys are totally screwing me here. Just get out of here." She plants her hands on the doorway on either side, gripping the walls and creating a physical barrier of herself.

Aguila 6 has posed:
"I'll just kill him later. Not a big deal," Grant says, though he's frowning. "I was just hoping to knock it out real quick." He barks an order is Spanish at his men and they start to back away. "I'll get out of here before I have to, you know, wipe out the whole precinct or make a big mess of your hospital. That really pisses people off." He starts walking backwards, shaking his head a bit before he turns to take off with his men, back the way they came in.

Sandra Billings has posed:
" Yeah, well ... you just killed a bunch of innocent police officers! That pisses people off too!" Sandy calls back at him with a loud sigh, then leans against the door. She glances over her shoulder to the officer, then gives him a quick grin.

"Hey man.. if you can leave 'this' part out of your report... that would be amazing. Please? Pretty please? I need this job and I'm so good at it and I love my patients and I saved your life..."

Glancing down at her torn scrubs, she wrinkles her nose and grabs a blanket out of a closet and wraps it about her. "Shit."