Bokyung did not appreciate being grabbed in such a manner. He didn't appreciate being grabbed much at all. But there were guns on him, a man with a warrant, this giant that had him by the arms.
Bokyung sagged his legs and let his weight drop. He did not faint away, because you could not run again if you were asleep on the floor, but he made himself as limp and useless and he possibly could. He was a tactic he'd used countless times when he'd been beaten before. Now was not so very different.
If he could just get a head start. He glanced from where he was hanging limp in the huge man's grasp, toward his skinny little Arapaho mustang. That fucking horse had cost so much...
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Date: 2016-11-12 09:20 am (UTC)Bokyung sagged his legs and let his weight drop. He did not faint away, because you could not run again if you were asleep on the floor, but he made himself as limp and useless and he possibly could. He was a tactic he'd used countless times when he'd been beaten before. Now was not so very different.
If he could just get a head start. He glanced from where he was hanging limp in the huge man's grasp, toward his skinny little Arapaho mustang. That fucking horse had cost so much...