"Oh, that's an interesting outlook. I share the same sentiments, yknow, I enjoy watching misery." The sounds of rapid gunfire in the room had Ran diving for cover to the ground. And when it was all over, he got back up, to see the camera man very dead. Upset at the fact that Adrian almost fucking shot him, and with the source of his anger dead, he simply looked to one of the other prisoners.
Without skipping a beat, the Chief strode over to one of the other prisoner, sneered and took the man's arm by the wrist in his right hand, held it firmly in place and brought his knee up and crashing forward on his elbow joint, invariably breaking the man's arm very much. "Shit, dude. You gotta watch where you step. You could break something...falling down." Ignoring any sort of protest after the breaking was done, Ran would immediately pick the man up by the right armpit and throw him to the ground, manually making sure that the man's face, elbows and knees were all scraped, to simulate a fall.
For good measure, Ran would grind the man's face into the floor as well, knowing that his lips and possibly gums would get all messed up. "Sheesh, dude. You sure are fucking clumsy. But I guess I can't blame you, running away after gunfire erupts, not looking where you were going, breaking your arm..." At that, Ran would walk away and make sure he'd step exactly square on the broken joint.
"Fucking animals..." Ran took the opportunity to pull out 3 cigarettes and light them up, an example of the levels of stress that were beginning to take it's toll on him. He was only a few feet from Kagura and he found himself looking away and out the door of the room. "Adrian, how far were you away when you shot the camera man, not now, but earlier? The fucking cops will look for burn marks on his skin that might get you in trouble for torture. Not like that fucking matters, anyway."