| Oct. 12th, 2009 @ 09:40 am There's a reason why trained proffesionals execute covert ops... |
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I made a new friend last night. It seems like my new friend A is being stalked by a group of Japanese guys who have on occasion grabbed her and have tried to abduct her by car. When I met her I could tell why they wanted her- she's a delicate little whisp of a woman with natural golden blonde tresses and at least this night she had heels. So she was the perfect kind of target, one of those girls that become the stalker magnet you often see in movies. One difficult to lose in a crowd. Doesn't help either that she lives down a road that's dark and deserted at night. As if to seal her fate, she teaches Yoga at her own gym. You know in the movies, it's always the cheerleaders, the fitness instructors or cute little asian girls with boyfriends in Holland...(^-^)
So her roomate T (who I met the day before at Kanji class) and I decided that we should escort her home but keep back a ways to try and draw them out, then I deliver a "silent" beatdown. Arriving at the station, we spotted a guy in an army jacket and red and black plaid pants on the phone as she was coming out of the station. He seemed unnaturally interested in her, and as she got to the ticket gate another man -tight blue jeans and tan hooded sweatjacket- suddenly appeared, looked her way and ducked into the convenience store. We slowly followed behind her as she walked down the street toward the bars on the side, as I was counting the seconds. Meanwhile, TBJ guy was behind us after spending a grand total of 13 seconds in the store, and he was empty-handed. I noted his presence to T and I shouldn't have, because she turned to look. From here the mission went to TARFU pretty quickly. A and Army Jacket were about to turn a corner into a blindspot, so T sped up trying to keep
A in her sight. I wasn't able to keep T far enough back though I was trying to warn her not to act suspicious- it was bad enough T and I were walking together, as foreigners we stand out- it was useless. The tension of the situation was too much for her, and she kept looking at our target, eventually spooking him and he ran off. Though waiting down the dark alley near her place were two cars with lights on, likely spotters, but there was no further incident. TBJ guy is apparently not bright, since I saw him enter another convenience store near us after running off and again came out 15 seconds later empty-handed. I've since offered my services as a bodyguard to A and to teach her Krav Maga.
BTW, A has spoken to police several times about it, even went down to the station and was literally laughed at by the police who were certain that no Japanese would ever do such a thing to a foreign woman, especially one over 30. God forbid she goes missing and is found in a dump somewhere, the police would bow and say they did all they could and that it was ultimately her fault for not moving or some such nonsense. Then they'd pretend to look for the killers hoping they'll come in to confess since in reality they have no evidence since they failed to take action when she could have helped in the investigation, and people would eventually forget. |
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