At first his grasp is tenous at best, but he's not giving up that easily. Gravity be damned! His quarry is on the roof and he won't be denied. While the two interlopers wrestle with the rest of his crew, he climbs the side of the train.
"You are under arrest and herby bound by law."
His voice is small and squeaky. SOcial conventions be damned. If this isn't taken care of correctly, there'll be nothing to protect.
Eyes are fixed on Indy, but he sees the Rogues out of the corner of his eye. A mental note is taken.
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Date: 2005-03-25 03:21 pm (UTC)"You are under arrest and herby bound by law."
His voice is small and squeaky. SOcial conventions be damned. If this isn't taken care of correctly, there'll be nothing to protect.
Eyes are fixed on Indy, but he sees the Rogues out of the corner of his eye. A mental note is taken.