Snake Plissken

12.2 - 13 Reasons you do the job you do.

Which job? All of them?

Criminal/vigilante/Whatever
1. Leningrad
2. Berrigan
3. My parents
4. Sophia and my squadron
5. I don’t agree with what the government does behind the scenes
6. There are things I can’t let slide
7. Some crimes deserve immediate death
8. I was labeled a criminal for surviving a war. Might as well do what I’m getting blamed for if it’ll help people.
9. I do what is right by morality, honor and common sense. The laws are fucked these days.
10. Better to be called a criminal for doing right than a hero for doing what’s wrong.
11. I believe a parent should leave the world better for their children than it was when they were a child.
12. You see more crime as a criminal than as a cop. Lot of times I think criminals are better at dealing with other criminals. Trust me, criminals are lot more scared of people like them than the cops.
13. Some fool sense of nobility that my dad taught me.


Father
1. Cassie
2. Evie
3. Mia
4. Solan
5. Steven
6. Hope Aeonia
7. Xena
8. Bria
9. My father
10. Always wanted to be a father
11. I think I’m pretty damned good at it
12. What other job demands a mid-afternoon nap?
13. I like taking care of my family.


Mechanic
1. Always loved working on cars/motorcycles.
2. I was trained to be a mechanical engineer
3. Like working with my hands
4. Nothing beats the irony of the cops recommending my shop to other cops for their off duty cars.
5. Less dangerous way to keep the family fed
6. Makes for a good alibi/cover
7. Keeps people from wondering where I get my money
8. I like working with the family
9. This is what Taylor and I wanted to do after getting out of the military
10. I like building things.
11. Keeps the cops from looking my way for that terrible criminal Snake Plissken.
12. I like having a job where my kids can come to work with me
13. Always liked the idea of a family business

Snake just needed away. He wanted to run. He just needed a second to breathe. It wasn’t the family that drove him here. He would never abandon them and they understood why he had to leave. Too much had built up in his mind to quiet. The up and downs he was taking were getting higher and higher with lower and lower falls. It was making him ill, driving him to use more and more. So he ran though not without a goodbye. For a day he was gone, out in the Black Hills, alone just watching the scenery. Snake needed to clear his head before he needed committed. The day went by and though his mind barely settled it was enough to think straight and go a few hours without snorting a line.

He made his way home but couldn’t sleep. He spent his night awake with Bria curled up in the bed next to him. He took care of the twins to let her sleep until he passed out. Afternoon was well underway when he woke up. Bria had been handling the children alone for the day which he hated to her. After making lunch he spent some time taking care of Bria and Cassie while the twins slept. They deserved a day together just his girl and daughter. They hadn’t had that and it might give him more time to work things out. He handed over some money and sent Bria and Cassie out shopping because Cassie was quickly out growing her clothes and Bria could use some new stuff after having the twins.

He sent them on their way and packed up the twins. They knew he was going to see a friend. The one he had in mind was so far removed from what was happening and he hadn’t seen her in so long. The glider flight was full of just being alone and being dad. It was good for his soul to spend time with his twins alone in the quiet of the sky where he felt safe. He even managed to sleep for a bit before his beacon started ringing to tell him he was over England. Landing on his field was becoming second nature.

Once out of the glider he pulled on the sling and tucked the two wide awake babies in. He holstered the bottles in their place behind his guns. Diapers and wipes in the back pouch of his belt and he was ready for court. Even as stressed as he was he wondered what kind of stir it would cause for him to visit the queen with two small babies. It didn’t matter. He wasn’t here to worry. He needed to remind himself to relax and enjoy the visit as hard as that would be to actually do given the situation and recent circumstances he’d been dealing with.

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Meet the family.

Oh fuck this should be good. Of course there’s me. Criminal, war hero, car mechanic and dad. I’m an alcoholic, drug addict and addicted to fucking over the government in ways other people only dream about. I act and look like dad but I got mom’s heart and convictions. My wife, Xena (xena_warrior), she’s and Amazon warrior princess. She wasn’t happy here and I let her go home at the beginning of this year after two years of being together. She’s the most beautiful and strong woman I’ve ever seen. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted. I think that is the reason I could let her go. She took her son, our son back to Greece with her when she left. Solan’s fourteen and about to become an adult in their culture. He and I were going to go get tattoos together like dads and sons do in their culture but now I don’t know. Maybe I’ll never see him again.

Then there are my girls. Hope (sinful_girl) was the first. Nothing like someone you hate dropping their daughter on your doorstep to tell you that you are the only person they would trust to protect and raise their child. That’s how she came to me not long after Xena and I got together. She’s always been my pride and joy. She is really hope in the flesh. She was the one that made me believe maybe a fucked up man like me could still have a family. I’ll never forget that about her. She’s grown now and our relationship can be rocky at times. Part of it is due to her father leaving before she was born. Think the rest of it is due to her not understanding exactly what she means to me. No one can replace her in my mind even if she thinks the others will.

My oldest, Evie (spider_on_acid) was the second I adopted or...she really adopted me. Street girl and more like me then anyone else in the family. She knows and understands the life I lead more than the others I think. She’s married and gave birth to my grandson last year. Like me she’s a bit withdrawn but I give her the space she wants. I took her in off the streets right after I got married but she was already calling me dad by that time.

The last of my three girls is Cassie (adorablysweet). My little fairy princess. She was the last of the three I adopted and the one I have the most guilt about. She was in foster when I met her and I soon found out her foster sisters were being raped by the foster dad. At just nine years old I couldn’t imagine but for the first time in my life I decided to do things right. I reported him and went to social services to adopt her. It was a fucking waste. Before they even checked on her she’d been raped too. I’ll never forgive myself for not kidnapping her like my instincts told me to. I killed the son of a bitch for hurting her but nothing will ever clear my conscious of what happened to her.

There’s also Bria (justlikedaddy) who is my girlfriend now that my wife and I are separated. Getting with her was an accident. She was one of Evie’s friends. When I found her she’d been beaten and was far along in a pregnancy. I took her in to be safe from her dad who’s a fuck up trying to kill her. When my wife and I got distant things happened between us. She’s a pretty girl and having a young woman come on to me when I was feeling so down... yeah the imagination can fill that shit in. She and I have been together bit over a month now. Her baby is due in a few days and I’m going to try and be dad to it too. I love the girl like crazy. She's not just some rebound from my wife leaving. No I got it bad for the girl. She’s so different from my wife... and me. Sweet, cuddly and soft spoken. I love her and my wife both which I know’s going to cause trouble eventually. No risk no gain.

Can’t forget the rest. Our seven dogs, 5 horses, a pony, a goat, some ducks and geese, three snakes, a tarantula and a cat. Yeah to me they’re part of the family too. Big part of the family.

That’s pretty much the Plissken family right now. There are others in there too. My parents even if they’re dead, Xena’s mom Cyrene is like my mom now so might as well include her. There’s Evie’s cousins Essy (little_zamora) and Carlos(herlightalways) that stay with us and some others; Kegan (keganduffy) and Hayley (candygrl_hayley) are here most of the time. There’s my two adopted sisters; Aggie (littletreewitch) and Rayanne (mischief_shadow). Taylor’s (sgt_taylor) been like my brother since I was a kid. The family gets big in a hurry this way. Think last time I counted there were 20 of us. I like the big family. Only way to be in my opinion.


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Title: Waiting
Rating: PG
Fandom: John Carpenter's Escape from NY/LA
Character: Snake Plissken
Word Count: 846
Prompt: 30a 019: Numb
Note: Left for Hope under her door after this


( Dear Hope )

066. TEN things you'll never forget about 2007.

1. My one year anniversary
2. Finding Cassie
3. Killing Bobby
4. Iris’ gift
5. The huge fight in my family
6. The birth of my grandson Mason
7. Fighting with Vlad over Amy
8. Rose dying
9. Bow and gun tests with Legolas
10. Having Katsumi and Taylor show up after so long.

Snake hadn't seen her in a few days. He knew his depression hurt her and so he stayed away. He couldn't do that anymore. Not after what happened at the shop and how ill she'd become after the fighting. He missed his child, missed all of them actually but she was the only one he hadn't seen yet. He really missed Hope, the Hope he knew and not the one he'd lived with since her birthday. There was nothing to be done for that at the moment. Like Evie's illness it beat him down with no real solution.

Snake pondered how to get near her and figured Valium or something equally as relaxing would do. He didn't want to get too down though. That could be just as bad if he depressed her second-handedly. Suddenly he realized cocaine must not bother her. It didn't before. Cocaine made him happy and it was already his drug of choice. It wasn't like the day was going to pass without it anyway. Snake was dependent on it again.

He cut lines and snorted them and laid back. He let the first round come and relax him. When it started to fade he cut more and hit another round. He could feel the tension melting and the euphoria taking over. That was what he needed both for himself and to see his daughter. After a few moments he packed up his things and shoved them in his pocket. Then got up and went to find Cassie. It took him awhile as he kept getting distracted.

1. The one that might be different from this one but isn’t worth the time.

2. The one that could have been like this one only different.

3. The one that I should have had but never will.

4. The one that might have been but can’t be now.

5. The one that isn’t going to happen no matter how I try.

6. The one that I would have had but don’t.

7. The one that should never happen and never will.

8. The one I could’ve had instead of this one.

9. The one I could trade this one for if I was willing to pay.

10. All the ones I could’ve/should’ve/might’ve/would’ve had that I wouldn’t trade this one for no matter what.