Chris D'Amico (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
mistconduct) wrote2013-03-29 09:31 am
mistconduct) wrote2013-03-29 09:31 am
Issue #8 [Mostly spam]
[open network post]
Cassel?
Asshole, pick up the phone.
God damn it, don't make me come find you.
Fuck.
Fuck, Warden, I'll be right back.
[Spam for Stephanie Brown]
[True to his word, Chris is off and searching once he can't find Cassel in his room. This is...seriously worrying. The whole thing is worrying, and when Chris is worried, his temper automatically flares.
If he doesn't find his friend soon, there's going to be hell to pay.]
[Later, open spam for Zero]
[Hell to pay, indeed. Speaking of which, his cell is pretty much as hot as Hell. He feels like he's baking alive. Leather and spandex is nice to wear in the relatively chilly streets of New York, but here in Zero Chris in his costume is roasting in agony.
Breaking out in a sweating, feverish mess, he sheds as much as he can, ending up in just his pants and undershirt and he's still too hot and starting to...see things...]
[ooc: The open network and the confrontation with Steph Brown happens back-to-back, so all replies will be post-landing in Zero.]
Cassel?
Asshole, pick up the phone.
God damn it, don't make me come find you.
Fuck.
Fuck, Warden, I'll be right back.
[Spam for Stephanie Brown]
[True to his word, Chris is off and searching once he can't find Cassel in his room. This is...seriously worrying. The whole thing is worrying, and when Chris is worried, his temper automatically flares.
If he doesn't find his friend soon, there's going to be hell to pay.]
[Later, open spam for Zero]
[Hell to pay, indeed. Speaking of which, his cell is pretty much as hot as Hell. He feels like he's baking alive. Leather and spandex is nice to wear in the relatively chilly streets of New York, but here in Zero Chris in his costume is roasting in agony.
Breaking out in a sweating, feverish mess, he sheds as much as he can, ending up in just his pants and undershirt and he's still too hot and starting to...see things...]
[ooc: The open network and the confrontation with Steph Brown happens back-to-back, so all replies will be post-landing in Zero.]
Spam;
Here.
[And sticking his hand through the bars, Chris slides his iPhone across the floor over to Stephanie]
Just don't say anything retarded on my name.
Spam;
Thanks. [ She turns it over in her hands for a moment. ]
Are you... can you hear that?
[ The drilling. Is it just in her head? They said things were bad, but she didn't pay much attention to the specifics. ]
Spam;
Spam;
[ What does it matter? That's a no. ]
Nothing. Never mind.
Spam;
Spam;
It doesn't matter.
Spam;
Jesus fuck, I'm baking alive. Isn't there some kind of goddamn appeals court?
Spam;
In normal circumstances? Yes. You may or may not have noticed we've moved into crisis mode.
Spam;
...Seriously, you all right? You're like tuning in and out.
Spam;
[ She takes a few deep breaths. Overly fast deep breaths, but deep none the less. ]
Spam;
Spam;
Re: Spam;
Spam;
[ She doesn't honestly have a better excuse than that. Quick! Make something up! ]
Because I have an awful headache and you're only making it worse.
[ No wait, that was sort of the truth. ]
Spam;
Spam;
[ Yes. Yes she is. ]
Spam;
Spam;
Spam;
Spam;
Spam;
Spam;
Spam;
Spam;
Would you please just stop?
Spam;
Just chill out. Relax, all right?
Spam;
Spam;
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