Re: log: patrick/frank - the capital, a meetup
"It's to impress my friends," Patrick insisted, arms up and a completely incompetent demeanor. With his blond good lucks and designer kicks, he didn't look like a guy who would know what to even do with that piece. And he was deliberately trembling in his boots now. Give him a few minutes, and he would piss himself. Nothing was more convincing than a guy pissing himself. But this rookie didn't look or smell like the law, and his expression was all supplication. "I told you. I got lo-"
Now, Patrick was a green-nose, and he'd never been through the police academy, but Ranger training had taught him a thing or three. One: Drop. Which is precisely what he did when the first guard went down. He retrieved the weapon that fell out of the guard's fingers (not his own), and he shoved at the man who landed partially atop him. By the time the second guy fell, Patrick was expecting it. He wasn't expecting the guy to get brained, but the boy was acting much less boy now. The gun was loaded, safety off, held in both hands like cops handled their weapons. He was scared, and he might still piss himself, but he wasn't crying yet. Doing good so far, Gunster.
By the time the guy called out, Patrick had found a tire to crouch behind. He was sweating, and he was trying to breathe through his nose, and he was trying not to piss himself. So far, all three things were doing good.
He could see the guy with the gun from where he was crouched, and Patrick wasn't sure if this guy was their enemy or his friend. He knew those were two very different things. He stood slowly, gun raised, and then the guy was tossing an arm over his shoulder and dragging him away from the scene. The move was unexpected, and the gun he'd nicked clattered to the ground.
They were outside by the time the guy slapped his own piece back into his hand, and Patrick took it without hesitation. He wasn't going to repeat that fuck up. "Hold up. I'm not shooting anyone who doesn't engage me first." Maybe that was too defiant given present circumstances, but Patrick was optimism and do-right. The one thing he didn't do was look too closely at this guy's face. Not yet. "If you were going to kill me, I'd be dead, but I won't take your picture." Definitely too defiant for a scared college kid, but Patrick had always been on the cocky side, and being jarred didn't change that.