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[sharpememory]

Prefect's hurt. Dying maybe. There for days. Level three, room fourteen to sixteen. Don't know which. Send doctors.

[OOC: There may be some in universe late replies, once Prefect has gone to the infirmary and Barron can reply properly. c:]

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[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

What's the difference, man? He wanted to hurt him. He wanted to make him suffer. That's some messed up shit.

Re: private - switches to text again.

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure

He was doing it

That's humanity, comrade.

[Said coldly. So coldly you could keep ice cream in it.]

private - text.

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

If you say so.

Re: private - text. - also, contradicted my own format there. GO ME.

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

Not opinion. Just fact.

private - text. - ;-;

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

Whatever. I'll see you later in the week.

Re: private - text. - ;-;

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

Yes, comrade.

[paaaaaaause, then added]

Make sure he's alright.

[That's the closest you get to concern]

private - text. - ;-;

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I will. He's my warden and that. It's practically my job.

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[una_persson]

Thank you for taking care of him. What happened?

[She can see O'Brien's side of the conversation, but she has to ask,]

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[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

Things happened. I've already reported it a warden. [Barron distrust of wardens, it is coming out to play.]

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[una_persson]

...all right. Prefect's my friend, though, and I'd like to know a little more, if you could.

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[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

He got attacked a few days ago and dumped in a room, by the looks of it. I found him and got a doctor. Now he's in the infirmary.

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[una_persson]

Christ. All right. Did he say who did it?

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[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

Not to me. You'll probably have to go and ask him yourself. With any luck, he'll still be conscious.

Re: private - text. - ;-;

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

If you think so.

private - text. - ;-;

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

I know so.

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

...is that where he was?

Oh damn. Is he getting help? I... I wish I'd looked more.

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's where he was.

I did say that I would look, didn't I?

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

Yes, you did.

I said I'd look. I did, but... hm.

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

I wasn't about to go looking in rooms until it was strictly necessary. But there you go.

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

Hm. Me neither.

I... well, at least he's getting help now.

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

Yeah. The guys in the infirmary seem to be pretty on the ball.

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

hm.

You're there with him, yes?

[Private]

[puzzleprince.livejournal.com]

I'll be speaking to him first.

Nothing at all?

[sharpememory.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I was. Now the doctors are doing things, so I've got some time on my hands.

[needshumility.livejournal.com]

Stay with him, he might need some company.

[You distrust wardens? Eddie distrusts Doctors.]