91 - Jailhouse Blues [Voice]

[major_west]

Congratulations. You won. Here's to an eternity of the status quo.

[After a pause]

Billy... Please tell me you're alright.

[AND IN THE BACKGROUND YOU CAN HEAR RAYNE SHOUTING THE FOLLOWING]

JESUSFUCKINGCHRISTMONKEYBALLS! SOMEONE BETTER BE LETTING ME OUT OF HERE OR-

[OOC: Major McCrazyface is in Level 0 now with a bandaged, possibly broken hand, a STILL stitched up leg, and a frown :c I'm pretty sure Inmates can't initiate private filters, hence his having to ask about Billy in public. ANYWAY. Visit him if you'd like; just spam it in this post]

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He sighs] For now. [After a beat] I hope your being my warden won't affect your standing with the others.

[He doesn't sound too hopeful. He honestly doesn't expect the Wardens to listen or do the right thing]

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[Morgan smiles.]

Henry, in all the time you've known me, when have I ever allowed the perceptions or opinions of others to stop me from doing what I want to do?

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He smiles a little] Fair point.

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[gimmethemap]

And -- [She frowns, reminded of problems that came well before the riot ever began] I have wanted you to learn by that example, when it comes to your own troubles. I haven't gone about that in the best of ways in the past; I've even undone progress that I hoped to make. For that, I am truly sorry.

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

That's... [He hesitates, sighs] a different situation entirely. But I am grateful for the apology. [After a moment, he mutters] But I still don't see what anybody could possibly see in those men.

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[gimmethemap]

[Morgan sighs, thinking on it a moment.] I don't think I could explain it without sounding like an idiot. Everyone was mad at me, not just you. Rube was gone. And then someone offered me a drink. [Saying it aloud makes her realize just how utterly -- pathetic that was. Her stomach turns a little.]

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He smiles affectionately] I've been in that position before, but typically, I follow that drink with a quick shag and never speak to the other person again. [He tilts his head, watching her] You could do so much better than that. [Hesitantly, he continues] I may not have gotten on with Rube, but I did like the two of you together, and I really am sorry he's gone.

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[gimmethemap]

That's a little difficult to do when I can't leave them on land and never speak to them again. [She chooses not to answer that bit about her doing better. She knows. As for Rube --] Thank you for saying that, but -- we weren't together, Henry. Not like that. He didn't want me, remember?

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

That's why we have ports.

[He shrugs] I didn't exactly mean it romantically, just... in general. Anyway, he was a fool not to. [Which was what he had wanted to tell her way back, before he'd gotten angry with her]

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[gimmethemap]

[Morgan's face falls.] Yeah -- Maybe. [She blinks a few times then shakes her head.] Do you need anything?

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head]

No. If I'm to be in a cell, I have all I need.

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[Morgan nods.] All right. You know how to contact me if that changes.

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

I will.

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[gimmethemap]

See you soon, Henry. [She pushes off slightly from the bars, shifting her weight onto her cane and departing.]