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After leaving the flat, the third Rudy picked himself up a coat from a stranger on the street to at least cover up his blood-soaked shirt. At first he thought he might head back to the hotel where Alisha worked but... no. If she'd been tipped off, surely her work would have been as well. No, there was a place she would probably run to if she were scared. He decided to pay Sirius' magic shop a visit. If anyone would know where she is, it would probably be her boyfriend.

Perhaps it should have disturbed Sirius more than it really did that he'd so easily been able to deduce where he would go and what his reasoning behind it would be, but he'd been spending a lot of time around crazy people, in his opinion he'd been raised by a couple of them, so it wasn't really surprising.

He waited outside his shop when the third Rudy got there, still not entirely sober, still in an abysmal mood without having gotten much sleep and while he hadn't drawn his wand, he was certainly ready to, should he have to.

"Looking for someone?"

Rudy 3 had his hands folded behind his back, looking and walking every bit like a proper gentleman and not at all like someone who may have just severed part of a man's ear. Sirius' voice caught his attention right away and he casually swiveled his head toward the source of the voice and stared at Sirius with a calm exterior.

"You, actually. I've got some questions for you." Without a moment's hesitation, he continues. "Alisha. Where's she gone?"

"There's nothing that could ever persuade me to tell you anything about Alisha. Especially her whereabouts." It seemed sensible enough, too. He certainly didn't want to tell this Rudy that Alisha had left, of course not. Who could tell how he'd react?

But as another incentive, not telling him a thing felt a bit as if he was still protecting her. As if he still could. As if she wasn't out of his reach forever, as if he didn't know that danger, death awaited her back home, things he couldn't save her from.

"You've done a stellar job so far," he sneers, his face almost completely unreadable except for the small twitch of his lip. He calmly approached Sirius and considered him as though an owl might consider a rat. "I've watched her every movement for the last couple of months. Far before the dance. Very nearly since she arrived."

He shakes his head.

"There's nothing about her I haven't seen. So understand my full concern when I ask you: Where. Has she. Gone?"

Sirius' fingers twitched, he wanted to reach for his wand. Natural impulse, really, but he didn't go for it. Perhaps a sense of fairness, perhaps even an inkling of not wanting the situation to escalate.

But the way he talked, the way he wanted to provoke him, he felt entirely too raw not to have it bring his anger so close to the surface he could barely think past the desire to hurt him.

"There's nothing about her you've any right to see. Not now, not then, not ever. Fuck. Off."

The Third's lips tightened into what might be construed in a sick mind as something of a smile. He closed in on Sirius, tightly invading his personal space and brought his face just mere inches from the other man's.

"Are you going to make me? Hm? I've come here for just a few things, and I'm not leaving until I've got my answer. D'you understand me?"

It almost felt better that he was now this close. Less talking and more attempts at intimidation. But Sirius had to face horror he still can't process, he fought some of the most dangerous people in his world and he's never taken to being scared. So he smiled, laughed, even, because what else would he do but provoke him?

"Think you'll have to learn how to ask nicer, mate. But I'll stand by my original answer." A deep breath and he straightened his shoulders. Just inches between them and he was ready. "Alisha is none of your business."

Rudy 3 meets Sirius' eyes, staring intensely into them, unblinking, but only for a moment before he straightens his own spine as he takes a half-step back, loosening a bit of the tension between the two of them.

"Glad to see you've got about as much bollocks as I reckoned." He narrowed his eyes. "You're a coward. If you were half as sure of yourself as you think you are... you wouldn't hesitate to tell me where she is. After all, what's the danger if you can protect her, hm?"

There's the tight smile again, and a quick movement where he takes the kitchen knife tucked in the waist of his trousers and yanks it out and swinging at Sirius with it.

"I can protect her. I still don't want you even thinking about her."

It's not surprising, after all Sirius had known he had a knife, but there are still only so many things one can do against an attack like that. He steps back, just enough time to at least move back a little, and throws his left arm up.

The left, not the right, shield hand instead of his wand hand. He doesn't even feel the pain when he's cut, just hears the tear of fabric, sees the drops of blood from the corner of his eye. No time to focus on it, though, so he ignores it. He tries to catch the wrist of the hand that holds the knife while moving around this Rudy, trying to get behind him.

"We'll see who's the coward."

His wrist is caught, but his hold on the handle of the weapon tightens. He twists his arm, his footsteps following Sirius round, very keen on facing him. Despite being thin, Rudy 3 is much stronger than one might assume from someone his size. He'd been anticipating this scuffle for some time, after all. He hooked one of his legs behind Sirus', using his weight to try and trip him backward over it.

"You're a prick and a bastard and you don't deserve her!" His voice is a hiss through teeth, careful not to raise his voice too loudly on a public street. "Bloody mongrel, you are. Not worth half what it would take to lick the bottom of her shoes!"

While Sirius was far from big, he had muscle and that wasn't just for show, either. He also trained fighting duels, more than anything, which means that tripping him wasn't an easy feat, he was used to being hit by blasts and worse.

"I know that." No arguing with the madman, especially when he didn't entirely disagree. His grip around Rudy's wrist tightened before he suddenly did allow himself to be tripped, falling back while trying to keep their legs entangled to pull Rudy down with him.

"But she wanted me."

Rudy hadn't quite expected to find himself falling too, but fall he did, bringing his left hand out to catch hold of Sirius' jacket in effort to keep himself on top, with little avail and falling a bit more to the side instead. The sting of his palms and knees hitting pavement was gone in moments, his focus kept intently on Sirius.

He was snarling now, his eyes blazing with hatred and rage. He took hold of his fallen knife again and lunged at Sirius, knife in hand and his free hand reaching for Sirius' neck.

Since Sirius had expected the fall, even let himself fall intentionally, he did a good enough job of catching himself. Just like Rudy he didn't lose his focus, so he let him at his neck, but in exchange for managing to gain the momentum to roll them over and try to grab Rudy's wrist again.

If he had him pinned and controlled the knife hand, the hand at his neck should be easier to deal with.

He'd begun to squeeze Sirius' neck when he suddenly found himself on his back, growling up at his adversary. His hand dropped the knife, but the hand at Sirius' neck gripped tighter, digging in his nails into the soft flesh just behind the tendon in his neck.

"I'll fuckin' kill you. I'll kill you, and I'll find her.. and I'll kill her too. I'll rape her right on top of your cold, dead body and squeeze the life out of her."

It was the words, not the threat of being choked that finally made Sirius lose what little calm he'd been managing to hold on to. With a scream that didn't even quite sound human something inside him snapped and he started punching Rudy, viciously letting his fists rain down on him, because he wanted him to be in pain.

He wanted to see him bleed, he wanted to break something, just to make sure it'd take a good long while to heal and he didn't want to stop hurting him.

Lin was already close to the district when the call went out that a man matching Wade's description mugged a man for his coat. An updated description and location are broadcast, and suddenly Lin knows exactly where Wade's headed. Who better to be a source of information about Alisha Daniels than her current boyfriend? A quick communication confirms her suspicions - Alisha has been released. ...This was going to go well.

Breaking into a ground-eating lope, she informed the office that she had a lead and was following up. They'd have reinforcements ready if she needed it. Now to see if she was right.

Rudy's hand didn't leave Sirius' neck, but he took the punches, not so much as making a noise as the fists struck him. He was bleeding, nose more than likely broken, lip split on his own teeth, and with each strike, looking more and more like the counterpart he'd left in the flat, though with marginally fewer chunks having been severed from him. He made no move to stop him, choosing instead to let him hit him and wear himself out. Would he kill him? Perhaps, but not if he valued his freedom.

In fact, he smiled something sick and mirthful. "You couldn't do it. You couldn't. You've got a line, haven't you? Morals. You couldn't kill me. You really couldn't."

Sirius was breathing fast when he finally paused, when he finally stopped to just hold Rudy down with one hand, to rip his hand away from his neck with the other. There'd be bruises, but he had other things to worry about. Like getting himself back under control.

"Oh, I could. I just choose not to." His eyes narrowed and he almost reached for his wand. Almost. "But I could mess you up in more ways than you can even imagine. Make you forget everything I don't want you to know. Break your bloody mind into pieces."

Turning the corner, Lin felt the stern mask lock over her face. Sometimes she hated being right.

She needed no weapons to hand, and was beside them in a moment, barking, "Black! Wade! Break it up!" If they wouldn't she'd have to forcibly pull them apart and pin Wade herself. Black was probably defending himself, but she needed more information.

Rudy didn't seem to be too upset by the fact that Lin had arrived, and roughly shoved at Sirius to sit himself up to assess his facial injuries. His face ached and bled freely, and was now beginning to swell in the bruising areas. "Your response time is getting slower," he teased. "Age slowing you down?"

Why would Rudy be bothered? He'd been losing.

Meanwhile, Sirius' rage hadn't actually died down yet, so it wasn't really a surprise that when he heard Rudy's teasing tone again, even if it wasn't directed at him, he wanted to hit him once more. Fist aimed right at his temple, the intent was to maybe knock him out for a while. Perhaps unconscious he could keep from harming him.

An emphatic expletive flashed across Lin's mind as Wade's head nearly bounced off the pavement as Sirius hit him. Well. So much for questioning him or reading him his rights at the moment. "Get off him." Her tone brooked no argument, and neither did her hand on his shoulder. Nudging the knife further away, she knelt to check Wade's injuries and see if she needed a healer first. "What the hell was all of that?"

"He caught me at a bad time." Sirius did get up, although he shrugged her hand off his shoulder as soon as she touched him. He stared at his bloody knuckles and flexed his hand. His throat showed some bruising from the throttling, but it was only now that he realized the damage on his arm, still slashed open. He'd have to heal that.

Wade was out cold and not going anywhere any time soon. It was the work of a moment to roll him over and snap cuffs on him as a precaution and put out a brief call to the rest of the force asking for forensics and non-emergency medical. This was going to take some sorting out. She turned her attention to Sirius... and immediately striped off her gauntlets, reaching out to offer assistance in holding the wound closed. "He caught you with more than petty words." She gestured minimally from arm to throat. "His handiwork? How did it happen? He came looking for you?"

"I'm guessing you caught the audio transmission?" Sirius drew his wand, finally an acknowledgement that the fight was over. He hadn't wanted to bring magic into this, as close to a fair fight as he could get. "I got there a little too late, but I could heal most of the damage done. Then I knew he'd come to my shop. Looking for her."

He bit his lip and stared at the wound, muttering a spell under his breath finally and then watching as it sealed shut. Not perfect by any stretch, but it'd do for the moment. "I disarmed him and pinned him to the ground. Guess he got me at some point, yeah." He looked down at the third Rudy, not yet feeling any regret for the savage beating of his face. Maybe eventually. "He tried choking me, talked about killing me. Raping Alish... her on my dead body."

Sirius shrugged. "She's gone. She'll die there. Soon. I can't stop that from happening. But I could hurt him."

Edited 2014-01-04 06:24 (UTC)

Lin eyed the wand warily, but when he didn't level it at her, but instead at his arm, she relaxed a little, even if her demeanor didn't change at all. "The post to the Network was hard to miss, yes. We had officers out looking for him."

Slowly, she released his arm, noting how the livid scar pulled, but didn't separate. Well that was a neat trick. Her face darkened over his account. If she were a lesser officer, she'd have given in to the urge to plant a swift, heavy kick between Wade's thighs, but it wouldn't do any good anyway.

Quietly, she said, "I'm sorry about Alisha. We're doing the best we can figuring out how the releases happen." Lin snagged her phone and switched it to camera mode, gesturing at his arm.

"May I? I'd like to get pictures of the assault so we can use it against him. The bastard deserves all the punishment he can get, and I intend to press for it. This would help."

"I'm not blaming you." He had no idea who he could blame, he didn't understand this island or any of this, but he knew that she was played with as much as any of them. Sirius nodded and turned his arm, holding it out to her while he put his wand away. He stared down at the third Rudy, glaring darkly.

"I need to let Rudy know."

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