"Don't make me chase you god da...." Paden slipped making the turn down the alleyway. Grumbling and cussing under his breath as he pushed himself up and back into motion using the wall to his right. Darting after the taller Orc and through a mess of people in the market. "Pardon me...excuse me....coming through!"
"Oh this is bull..." Coming to a sudden stop on his feet, Paden pulled the .40 caliber Smith and Wesson Police pistol from it's leather holster under his right arm. Squeezing off three rounds after the Orc, the tall creature staggered and then impacted into a vendor's cart of apples. Taking a few deep breaths from running, Paden slowly walked over to the damaged cart. The cowering vendor who was apparently afraid of the large Orc imbedded in his cart partly, blinked up at Paden who tossed the vendor a few silver coins for the trouble.
"I said, don't make me run dammit." Paden slid the gun back into it's holster as he took out the reinforced and quite larger, cuffs to slap on the Orc's wrists. Groaning in pain as blood oozed down the back of his right leg, the Orc growled up at Paden. "You're under arrest for Assault 3, Reckless Endangerment, Arson, Extortion, Fraud, Illegal Entry class 2, Larceny, Obstruction class 3 and...." He looked over damaged vendor's cart, then back at the Orc. "Vandalism." Helping the large creature up from the ground, as it groaned with the pain from two of the three rounds penetrating his skin.
"You have the right to keep your mouth shut. You have the right to whine like a baby and have nobody listen to you. You have the right to growl at me again, to which I will drop your face into my knee. You have the right to behave in my car on the drive back or I'll drag you behind the car. Do you understand your rights....Good! Now shut up and move it, Judge Pinkerton is waiting to see you."
"Oh this is bull..." Coming to a sudden stop on his feet, Paden pulled the .40 caliber Smith and Wesson Police pistol from it's leather holster under his right arm. Squeezing off three rounds after the Orc, the tall creature staggered and then impacted into a vendor's cart of apples. Taking a few deep breaths from running, Paden slowly walked over to the damaged cart. The cowering vendor who was apparently afraid of the large Orc imbedded in his cart partly, blinked up at Paden who tossed the vendor a few silver coins for the trouble.
"I said, don't make me run dammit." Paden slid the gun back into it's holster as he took out the reinforced and quite larger, cuffs to slap on the Orc's wrists. Groaning in pain as blood oozed down the back of his right leg, the Orc growled up at Paden. "You're under arrest for Assault 3, Reckless Endangerment, Arson, Extortion, Fraud, Illegal Entry class 2, Larceny, Obstruction class 3 and...." He looked over damaged vendor's cart, then back at the Orc. "Vandalism." Helping the large creature up from the ground, as it groaned with the pain from two of the three rounds penetrating his skin.
"You have the right to keep your mouth shut. You have the right to whine like a baby and have nobody listen to you. You have the right to growl at me again, to which I will drop your face into my knee. You have the right to behave in my car on the drive back or I'll drag you behind the car. Do you understand your rights....Good! Now shut up and move it, Judge Pinkerton is waiting to see you."