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Post by Nathaniel Hargrove on Dec 1, 2012 19:25:41 GMT -5
Nathan listened to her story while eating the remainder of his food. Putting his hands behind his head he balanced on the back legs of the chair, glancing at the time every so often to make sure that he wouldn’t be late clocking back in. Did he believe her? He didn’t really know her well enough to make any sort of judgment on that and so he wouldn’t. A lot of people said they were innocent--and a few of them were. He may not have been a shrink, but he wasn’t a judge either.
When the large hand moved past the six, Nathan stood up. “Well it doesn’t matter what I think,” he told her. “Even if I thought you were innocent, I couldn’t do a thing about it. I just don’t think about that kind of thing. It’s not my job. My job is to bring you back to your cell when you escape. Break up fights between inmates. All that good fun stuff.”
Walking over to her cell he held out his hands for her trash. “You’re not supposed to have it,” he told her. “I gotta throw it away otherwise I’ll probably get the axe. And then where would you be, Barbie? I think you’d miss this Prince Charming way too much.”
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Post by Motoke Lee Bleu on Dec 2, 2012 8:25:04 GMT -5
While she was explaining her story he looked not all that bothered, she had been pretty glad for that... She didn't like I when people questioned her in such a way. It was none of their business after all what did they care what she did and did not do. She liked to think that she didn't give a damn for what other people thought of her, but deep down in her heart she knew she couldn't truly say that. She just wished people didn't judge her for things they heard on the news or her background history. It was all bullshit unles you knew the real person, not like the guard did, so if he had anything to say about it she would sure as hell bite back.
Motoke watched him stand up, she had seen her had been keeping an eye on the time probably for when he got back on duty. She admitted she was going to be bored stupid when he left, he was the only slightly interesting thing around this place right now. She admitted to herself that she liked him a little bit more when he didn't seem to judge her, it didn't mean she liked him but he wasn't on her shit list anymore, which in some respects was a great honor. All she could do was shrug when he mentioned not really making anything of it. And having the fun stuff "I'll make sure to runaway more often then shall I?" she asked with a coy little smile, knowing he'd probably get a bit of a kick out of it.
She knew what he was after when he held his hand out, for the trash... It's not nice thinking you've gotten away with something then some little piece of packaging comes and fucks your over. She chuckled as she chucked the last fry in to her mouth before holdin the package out for him "Smart little guard dog, don't worry if you hadn't taken it I'd of totally blamed it all on you." She chuckled being brutely honest, then again she might not have, she could have just played the blind card and acted like a retard not knowing where the thing came from "Oh I'd totally be lonely without the darling charming prince here to keep me company." She chuckled and she winked at him childishly.
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