Raindogblue

In the Scrum

 

 

In the Alphabet District, off 2nd Street, three of us are trying to take Bubba into custody. A fourth has our backs against a gathering crowd. Bubba’s a big ‘un. 6’2”, 320. He beat a man with the heavy end of half a pool cue until his hands bent backwards. Bubba dropped the stick, but he’s not going to be arrested. Slowly, we peel fingers and bend his arms back. He rams his shoulder into me. I bounce off, but hold on. 

 

I growl, If you do that again, I’m going to punch ya. 

 

His eyes shift to me. 

 

 “You’re going to punch me. 

 

Dead eyed, I reply, Yes, I am. 

 

Bubba slows and slackens. 

 

A few seconds later, we have him in custody.  

 

 

 

 

The Rock

Off the Street

 

 

Light Series: Tau

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Keying Rule

 

Per Hammertime, if an officer keys up, and all you can here is screaming, dispatch might want to send cover. 

 

 

Specialized Skills

 

Tonight, when my sergeant asked a hold if she was injured, the woman answered, "Yes."

 She said Snake Charmer and I had "pulled off her arms by rubbing our crotches" on her. 

 

 

Texture

 

 

 

 

Bark

Wharf Part II

 

 

 

 

Clearing a call, putting the prowler in drive, I hear a "HEY!" 

 

I glare out the driver's door to a man fast approaching.

What.

 

He pauses, looks down and away.

"Uh, how far is the train?"

 

Which train?

 

"Any one that will get me out of this negative place."

 

There's one five blocks to the east.

 

"Can I have a ride?"

 

He's harmless., a victim in the waiting.

Sure. 

I'm heading that way.

 

I exit the car, open the cage door.

 

The man rushs forward, "Oh thank you! I love you."

 

A mope walking by quips, "That's the only time I'll see some one willingly get in the back of a police car."

 

Back in the car I ask, Where do you want to go?

 

"The airport?"

 

Different train. It's a few blocks more. I'll take you there.