Re: Fill: The Gambit Pileup [3/3]marblegloveFebruary 14 2012, 22:22:33 UTC
The question of how it would turn out for the robbers still needed to be answered. They seemed to be even less aware of the situation than Garrik had been. He smiled with a bit of genuine delight as he swayed towards the robber.
“Hi.”
“Okay, Mr. Kerrigan. We’re robbing this bank and you’re going to help us into the safe, you got that?”
“Sure, man. Call me Kerry.” He was pretty sure his eyes were sparkling at this point, although he made sure to keep his vision unfocused. It enhanced the impression that he was high and also allowed him to keep track of the rest of the room.
The hostages were staying silent and unobtrusive, following Methos’ own technique of waiting for their opportunity.
The guy in the ceiling seemed to be cracking up, but still watching with a gun likely at hand.
And the police outside were congregating and looked to have established themselves in an organized fashion.
And the robbers seemed unsure of how to react to Methos spiking their plan to question the manager. When confronted with someone like the Kerry that Methos was playing at the moment, they really should have fallen back to a different plan.
He wondered who, if anyone here, knew about the secret exit that Garrik had created for his own use and that Methos hoped to use himself to avoid the police. He didn’t think the robbers did, but ceiling-guy might. If Methos got caught by the police then he might have to use his new ill-gotten gains and his new felony reputation to start off his next identity as a criminal master mind. MacLeod would not approve but Amanda would probably get a kick out of it. But if he ran into ceiling guy in the escape passage, then there might be a more elegant introduction to high crime. And if he didn’t, then he could always continue on as he had was.
He’d just have to see what happened next. Life was fun. He giggled a bit and whispered to the robber in front of him, “I can’t feel my feet.”
“Hi.”
“Okay, Mr. Kerrigan. We’re robbing this bank and you’re going to help us into the safe, you got that?”
“Sure, man. Call me Kerry.” He was pretty sure his eyes were sparkling at this point, although he made sure to keep his vision unfocused. It enhanced the impression that he was high and also allowed him to keep track of the rest of the room.
The hostages were staying silent and unobtrusive, following Methos’ own technique of waiting for their opportunity.
The guy in the ceiling seemed to be cracking up, but still watching with a gun likely at hand.
And the police outside were congregating and looked to have established themselves in an organized fashion.
And the robbers seemed unsure of how to react to Methos spiking their plan to question the manager. When confronted with someone like the Kerry that Methos was playing at the moment, they really should have fallen back to a different plan.
He wondered who, if anyone here, knew about the secret exit that Garrik had created for his own use and that Methos hoped to use himself to avoid the police. He didn’t think the robbers did, but ceiling-guy might. If Methos got caught by the police then he might have to use his new ill-gotten gains and his new felony reputation to start off his next identity as a criminal master mind. MacLeod would not approve but Amanda would probably get a kick out of it. But if he ran into ceiling guy in the escape passage, then there might be a more elegant introduction to high crime. And if he didn’t, then he could always continue on as he had was.
He’d just have to see what happened next. Life was fun. He giggled a bit and whispered to the robber in front of him, “I can’t feel my feet.”
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*sporfle* Oh, Methos. His thoughts about Arthur are killer. Thank you so much!
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