Franco paused to listen to the announcements, still staring down the other boy who was now occupying the mall. He yelled for Russell to take some notes and mark down the danger zones, making sure to keep his attention, and his shotgun, on the other boy.
As soon as he heard the mall mentioned he didnt even wait for Danya to explain that it was a danger zone, he yelled up to Russell. He looked to the other boy, who appeared, as far as Franco was concerned, to be complying fairly well. It was the sensible thing to do in his position, but this certainly opened up other avenues for Franco and Russell. A grin found its way once again to his aristocratic lips. The announcements had not yet finished.
Hey, Franco shrugged. Were just watching out for one another, friend, no need to worry.
He gathered his gear together, his bag laying dangerously at his feet, full of weapons. Pretending to pay no mind to the other boy, Franco was cautious as to reveal the rest of his arsenal as he began to move towards the other boy. He yelled up to Russell once again, telling him to hurry up, just as the announcement continued towards its end.
Boy #2, once again, were loving your work up here...
A glimmer of teenage mischief shinned in Francos eye. He looked at the other boy once again, aware that he could probably see the number on his issued bag, and at this point he made no attempt to conceal it from his vision. He began to walk casually towards the exit of the mall, drawing closer to the other boy. He leaned toward him as he reached the exit and his glare turn to ice.
We look out for each other, friend, Franco maintained his iron stare; it was a courage only someone with such good fortune could fake. He whispered, the comment going only to the other boy. To whatever end.
He turned back as he past the scruffy looking boy and turned around to yell in the general direction of Russell.
Be a dear and grab that suit you noticed for me, Russell, and if you dont mind, I think this boy might be willing to tag along with us, Franco grinned. He had yet to discern if his feigned honestly and courage had swayed the other boy, but he was hoping this added confidence and the general display of power would make that difference. He looked back, hoping the boy wouldnt see through his mighty gentile exterior and into the frightened little sycophant within. He didnt wait for a response.
Were going to the marina, he said with a dismissive sidelong glance. See you around.
((Continued in "Your Luck Has Reached Its End."))