Lamont scowls as the threats begin to escalate, and realizes he has to create another diversion, something to buy both of them time. The other thug who had met up with the boss was still in the room, so Lamont closes his eyes. He doesn't want them to betray his identity, but not seeing Betty at gunpoint also helps him focus a bit better. He can feel the thug's mind, and the weak will there is precisely what Lamont was hoping to find. He opens his eyes slightly with his chin lowered, the effect looking more like a resentful glare than the concentrated focus it really is. With his eyes shrouded, the wouldn't reflect what little light there was in the room.
He willed the underling to bend to his command, but it wasn't an easy task. Precious moments were wasted, but if that gun wasn't turned away from Betty, Lamont couldn't make a move without threatening her life. Slowly he could feel the thug's mind bend, but it was requiring intense concentration. He had to hold off on giving the command to attack the boss until he could be certain the thug would follow through, but it would only be a moment more until he could start the cascade of events.
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Date: 2013-03-19 05:39 am (UTC)From:He willed the underling to bend to his command, but it wasn't an easy task. Precious moments were wasted, but if that gun wasn't turned away from Betty, Lamont couldn't make a move without threatening her life. Slowly he could feel the thug's mind bend, but it was requiring intense concentration. He had to hold off on giving the command to attack the boss until he could be certain the thug would follow through, but it would only be a moment more until he could start the cascade of events.