#{{c;patrick}}

But even "Wraith" Patrick will hide important information from allies (for example, that the reason he's talking to them in a different corporeal form than usual, or no corporeal form at all, is that he fell into a deep pit or got trapped in a cave-in and had to abandon his body) if he decides a solution is not worth the risk to them, or even that he doesn't want them wasting limited resources on rescuing someone who won't die regardless.

@xevilisntbornitscreatedx​(cont.)

This was the only group of them that hid in the desert.

Patrick was with them this time, because now they had a prisoner. Generally he stayed in the cities surrounding the shit hole of a town putting people in place. You had to hit them where it hurt, their money and their family, a person didn’t simply kidnap a Mobster’s child and get away with it. That was his he made that. 

Murphy, the Irish twin was hog tied being dragged by one of their horses. They weren’t going fast, only a walking pace, but he’s long since stopped cursing. they’d have been a little more polite but he killed three of their own before he went down. 

It took a few hours but finally they made their way to a modest camp with several armed men. 

“Oy, Mad Dog, we got somethin’ fer our guest,” one of the men said as Murphy was unceremoniously dumped into the middle of a circular rock wall they made by stacking up rocks, it looked like they’d been making it for several days. Clearly this was planned. Murphy heard the rattling before he saw them drop the Rattle snake in the make shift pit with him. He froze, his heart in his throat. The snake tried to strike at the person who’d tossed it in there, but it settled down, eyeing Murphy warily. 

“Go get a few more, in case he gets lonely,” Patrick smirked. 

“I’m gonna like watchin’ ya die,” Murphy said lowly. 

While staring and contemplating horticulture, Patrick missed a step and tumbled right over the edge of the balcony, falling right at the feet of some poor soul on the ground floor. He sat up and turned to face them, split lip oozing a trickle of blood.