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[001] where were you, I was worried

[Text. Or, more specifically, a series of them, spread a couple minutes apart]

SETH. Cmon Seth this isn't funny. Where the fuck r u weve got a rendezvous 2 make. At least I think we do. What the fuck is this place anyway? The service sucks the beds like a rock and there isn't even a TV. What am I supposed to do in here stare at the ceiling for an hour? This is bullshit.

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[She gave a small smile and nodded again. But the smile dropped the minute he was out of eyesight.

This was one of those rare moments that Claire was grateful for her bond with Franklin, in that should Richie do another 360 on her and decide to attack, the vampire would feel her distress and hopefully come running. Because it was unlikely that a plea sent out via the communicator would be fruitful.]

[The shower was...uneventful. He sudsed and scrubbed and cleaned up as thoroughly as he could (twice - it was mostly habit by this point, and at least half circumstance) then dressed, smoothing out all the creases and adjusting his glasses before heading out, running his uninjured palm over his bangs in an attempt to get them to behave. The other he clenched and unclenched, testing, before wrapping the duct tape back around it and hoping for the best.

He seemed pleased to see that Claire had kept her word, favoring her with another half-smile when she came into view.]

Hi again.

[She gave him a bob of her head, pushing off the wall.]

Feel better?

Much. I threw out the shirt, I don't think it was salvageable.

[Because yes, she needed to know this. Apparently.]

[She wrinkled her nose.] Probably best.

So. I need to start my shift soon at the gym, but you want me to show you anything else first? You haven't seen the first or second floors.

[curious face, you may have one.]

...What's up [down?] there?

Level two has the medical ward and the first floor has the kitchen and dining hall. Every floor has a common room too. Some have different things, like a piano or a cookie-cutter shark.

[pause. think. reflect.]

...What the fuck is a "cookie-cutter shark" and why do you have one?

[Laugh.]

He's this tiny eel looking thing. An Inmate requested him.

[Shrug.]

I didn't even know that breed existed until he requested it.

But why's it a cookie cutter shark if it's a tiny eel?

Heh, I didn't name him! He just looks more like an eel to me than a shark. [Shrug.] Go check him out, he's on the fifth floor. But I have to go work now, okay? I'll see you around, Richie.

[Nod nod; he'll go do that]

Sure. See you. Have a good day, Claire.

[...Why is that so creepy?]

Yeah, you, too.

[Wave and departure.]

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[001] where were you, I was worried

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