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In relation to this request post.


Officer Plissken For lieu_murphy

“What do you think Plissken?”

Snake came up beside Hauk as they knelt beside the SWAT car. He’d never quite learned to stop fighting after Leningrad. Married and expecting his first child, Hauk had given him a place to serve on the Force collecting Crazies state side. IT wasn’t the best job but it made money and got extra protection for Sophia.

“It’s fucked.” Plissken grumbled off hand.

“Really?” Hauk’s snide comeback caused Plissken’s eye to roll.

“They’re not Crazies.”

“Hauk gave him a weird look as he went on. “They boarded up the second floor windows. Crazies just don’t do that shit.”

Hauk glanced over the car and nodded. “You’re right. Do you think you can get in the basement, Plissken?”

“Can you cover me?” Snake asked with a little sarcastic defiance that always ruffled Hauk’s feathers.

“Just get in there Plissken.”

“30 seconds then take the doors.” Snake smiled as he started to slink away in the long evening shadows. “I’ll try to leave something for the rest of you.”

Without another word Snake melted away into the dark. The only sign he was anywhere at all was the blip on Hauk’s radar. Silent and deadly as he had been in the military, Hauk wouldn’t trade his second in command or the computer tech he’d brought along for anything in the world.



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Public Defender Plissken for laws_of_dawes

A lawyer in an all black suit and eye patch seemed to set an unusual tone to the courtroom. Plissken was as smart and ruthless as his appearance might suggest when it came to winning cases. His choice of clients were always the criminals but not any criminal. Plissken had a moral sense just right of center and believed that in extreme circumstances violence and crime were the answer. Most were public defense clients. Whether it was a gangbanger who killed because he felt threatened or a housewife who killed her husband’s mistress; Snake tended to argue for crimes that had reason.

Snake, as he was called early on because of his venomous last strike in closing arguments, stepped out on to the floor to do just that.

“The opposing council would like you to believe that no one else here would act as my client had.” Snake motioned toward the man sitting at his table. He had shot several men in cold blood but as Snake saw it the whole argument was that he had done it to protect his wife who they threatened.

“Who among us wouldn’t take drastic steps to protect our wife and family? The prosecutor would have us believe we are all cowards who would sit back and do nothing. Mr. Myers has tried to state in this court that self defense does not apply. I have argued it does. What mental cost would my client pay if his wife had been murdered? Do we stop self defense at the end of a physical attack? Do we say that the public has no right to defend themselves against mental and emotional threats? Personally, that is a precedent I would not want to set.

Plissken paused looking seriously at the jury before him. “My client has admitted to his crime of murder but it is also our job to see the reason for the action and not just the action itself. His character as an honest and hardworking man has been presented to you here over this trial. His quality as a father has been questioned and held in the highest standards by those the prosecutor brought here to defile his reputation. We know this man loves his family and that he committed these acts in the belief that he was defending those he cared for most.

How can we condemn a man for the belief that the safety of his family comes before his own safety, his own reputation, even his own freedom? “

Plissken backed away and sat down. He could see that the jury was moved. Now he had to hope it was enough to keep the man he served out of jail.