“You want me to do [i]what[/i] now to the guard?” Vin stood there in awe, only previously excited about the plan up until the part where he had to “attack the guard”. He didn’t know the first thing about taking down an opponent, let alone a trained police officer, and yet all he could think about in that moment was the fact that he had no defense mechanism in the event the plan did go awry. Him and Jennifer could both end up dead.

“Are you out of your fucking mind, lady?” He suddenly blurted slightly above a whisper, noticing then that Jennifer’s sullen expression said it all. We didn’t really have any alternatives and were probably going to die either way…

“Shit...well, your wonderful plan [i]is[/i] plausible I suppose, however the guard outside the door - if he’s the same one that brought us in - is a black dude...and, I’m not. So, if I’m going to pretend to be him, then-” He cut himself off, and shook his head. “Ah fuck it, let’s just go crazy.”

Vincent proceeded to crack his knuckles and clear his throat, then stroll up to the cell door and take a deep breath. 

“GUAAAARD!” His booming voice echoed off the walls and down the walkway, making him cringe even at his own voice. “I NEED TO TAKE A LEAK! NOW!”

After a few seconds, the door opened and the on-duty officer walked in, slowly shaking his head. “Really man, you're going to pull that classic stunt? You've only been here for, what, five minutes? I think you can wait sport.”

“But I'm pretty sure I've haven't gone since yesterday, sir” He said in a normal tone of voice as the uniformed cop stepped closer to the cell. “And I know you don't want to clean up the mess I could make.” Vin cracked a half-smile.

The officer cocked his head and raised an eyebrow, staring at his prisoner for a second before pulling out the keys. “Okay tough guy, but you know if you try anything stupid, I'm going to have to shoot you [i]and[/i] your girlfriend over there.”

Vincent snorted, causing the guard to take notice. "And what the hell is so funny?" 

"You called her my girlfriend, that's priceless." Vincent said, glancing over at Jennifer and giving her a quick wink.

"Just shut up, turn around, and put your hands behind your back, Prince Charming." The guard retorted. 

“Understood” Vin mocked a salute, as the door opened and the officer pulled out a pair of cuffs, slapping them on the prisoner's wrists and clamping down until they were tighter than usual, causing Vincent to hiss.

“Dammit, you like it rough, don’t you?” He said between clenched teeth, as the officer grabbed him by the arm and lead him down the hallway toward the door. “You know you’ll have to hold it for me, right? I mean, it might be a bit much for you but-”

“Shut up smart ass and keep moving.” The guard exclaimed, closing and locking the door behind them as they exited the room.


[@Xandrya]