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Post by rileywilson on Oct 19, 2011 12:15:59 GMT -5
*I nod, thinking* Yes, separated... what about the twins? They won't stop looking for each other unless they forget, and even then it's pretty obvious they're related.
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Oct 19, 2011 13:02:29 GMT -5
*I think.* We have a history and they hate me. I do not know if the medication we prescribe will be strong enough to channel out those feelings. If you take control of one sector and I the other you can have them and whomever else. The girl Red perhaps? I know you worked with her before. I can take whomever else. Of course we will still be a unit and we will have to collaborate when needed but we can deal with that when it comes.
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 19, 2011 18:05:02 GMT -5
Are you sure you can handle Max? *I look over at Jon, who starts flipping quickly through the paper*
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Oct 19, 2011 21:32:28 GMT -5
Yeah... If I can get him on any meds. Any that will work I may have a chance of controlling him. Otherwise we will have to transfer members or I will have to figure something out. *I rub the bridge of my nose and pop a few pills before going back to the comics section of the BLI newspaper.*
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 19, 2011 21:49:29 GMT -5
*I down my coffee*
Excellent. I'll start in on Red and Max. Will you begin the process with the killjoys? I'll join you once the two are settled. There are some fabulous new Reintegration vids they've been coming out with, very bloody and all that.
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Oct 19, 2011 21:59:12 GMT -5
I will start on the prisoners as soon as possible. *I chuckle at a Mousecat comic and set the newspaper down.* In fact I will start on them right away. I wish you the best of luck with the two. Radio me if you need my help or advice in anything. *I leave him in my office and make my way towards the cells.*
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 19, 2011 22:17:05 GMT -5
*I blink and realize Orwell left me alone in his office... I'm beginning to think he really does trust me. I leave, making sure the door is locked behind me. I radio my assistants to get the two rooms ready. Max and Red are already being held on the Crow training floor, as per my request. I whistle as I go to the supply room and get ready. Really, this is the best part of the job*
*Two crows are stationed at each door. I go to Max first, casually opening up the door. He's sitting on the bed, mask on, as expected, and sits eerily still*
Silent Max. Well, come on, let's make you useful again.
*The crows stiffen, their weapon trained on Max.
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Post by Sylvia Main on Oct 19, 2011 22:44:41 GMT -5
*It has been an extremely tedious week. My notebook is filled with scribbled out escape plans and I cannot see any of them working. We are all fairly quite, spread through out the cell ward in which none of us speak much but hold onto the hope that the others may come. Faith is the only thing keeping us going. I know better, we don't stand a chance. As I play with the BLI version of a Rubiks cube (http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmxemy6N6c1qdki0lo1_500.png) the only thing that really confuses me is why they have waited so long to do anything with us.
I hear footsteps and raise my head. The tall skinny man is standing outside my cell watching me. I smirk and put the cube down, standing up with my hands in my pockets.* Ello.
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Post by Max Griffiths on Oct 19, 2011 23:37:28 GMT -5
*I turn my head to look at Wilson, then stand after a long pause. My isolation has actually bothered me a bit, much to my surprise.* Where is Red?
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 20, 2011 0:23:03 GMT -5
*I shrug* She's safe, her side finally healed, and she's gaining muscle again. She was getting pretty scrawny out there... with you.
*I turn* Are you coming? We have to reassess your skills before you join my unit. Or would you rather watch a movie? *I look over my shoulder, smiling*
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Post by Max Griffiths on Oct 20, 2011 0:26:50 GMT -5
*I frown* Why would I join your unit? *I'm not particularly against the idea, although I've enjoyed my freedom in the Zones. What I'm really asking is whether Red will be reassigned as well*
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 20, 2011 0:28:44 GMT -5
It's either that or go in the freezer. You decide, Max.
*I wait for him to ask more about Red. He won't get any free information*
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Post by Max Griffiths on Oct 20, 2011 0:31:35 GMT -5
*I consider for a moment, but don't expect him to answer any other questions, so I silently incline my head and move towards the door to follow him. For what it's worth, I'd prefer to be under my own volition as long as possible.*
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 20, 2011 0:37:38 GMT -5
*We go down the corridor, regular BLI employees hugging the wall or just turning around as we go. Max's reputation is well known. It does not occur to me that it could partially be my own reputation as well. We go to a shooting range and I hand him a while BLI gun marked with a red 'X' on the side*
You need a 95% accuracy rate to pass.
*I stand back an watch. The Crows look at each other and shift around, nervous that I've given "One Shot" a gun*
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Post by Max Griffiths on Oct 20, 2011 0:40:56 GMT -5
*I take the gun, feeling the weight and briefly considering shooting Wilson in the face. More trouble than it's worth, though. Instead I raise the gun and take aim, but when I see the face on the dummies I lower it and turn to face Wilson again* Is this a joke?
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Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
Aug 10, 2016 3:18:46 GMT -5
Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
Aug 10, 2016 3:18:46 GMT -5
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