[Prefect looked at Barron, searching his expression for some kind of outrage, for some sign that he's upset or offended. He doesn't see it. What he sees there... isn't any of the things he's expecting, Barron almost looks like he expects Prefect to be... pleased with him... and suddenly there's a thought buried in the back of his mind, that he desperately, desperately doesn't want to be real.]
Barron... do you understand what happened last week? During the flood?
[He lifted a hand, to stem the lies which he expected to be automatic.]
And, I know that you never believe me when I say this, but... Beatty's warden, and O'Brien's... they know you did this, but if you tell me the truth, then I can make it better. Please.
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Re: Spam
Date: 2011-08-27 05:28 am (UTC)Barron... do you understand what happened last week? During the flood?
[He lifted a hand, to stem the lies which he expected to be automatic.]
And, I know that you never believe me when I say this, but... Beatty's warden, and O'Brien's... they know you did this, but if you tell me the truth, then I can make it better. Please.