The 100; a panfandom game

They can't claim I'm not trying to be social or anything. I really didn't want to do this though. I don't like doing things I don't want to.

I don't want to see shit like this again. If you can't have some respect for a man going through a traumatic experience, or you can't stop yourself from arguing with Bellamy, then we'll find you a more appropriate place to be.

I'm mostly talking to you, Ward, but this is for all the prison guards. If you can't handle the crazy that will inevitably happen when people are in cells, for whatever reason, this is not the right job for you. And Carmichael, if you try to touch the prisoner for any reason other than that he's escaped and is literally about to claw someone's face off, you won't know what hit you.

Bellamy and Octavia have done nothing but try to do right by us, and they're the most involved with us since we all got here. Have some respect, and stop accusing them of things they've never seemed to have any intention of doing. They're on our side. Act like it.

Our new friend in the cells is... not responding well. To anyone. Lincoln and Octavia were down here earlier trying to talk to him and he wouldn't react, he won't let anyone close enough to him to tend to his wounds. Hawke was able to cast a healing spell on him that helped, but our magic isn't at its strongest here. He won't die of infection, but he'll have scars or lasting problems if he won't let people near him.

He may eat when he gets hungry enough, but for now, nothing.

Wicked Grace? Josephine and Varric aren't here to cheat us.

I'm stumped completely as to why there was frost today, why it wouldn't go away, and why heating up the greenhouse didn't seem to do much of anything to it. But the plants are all right, the greenhouse did it's job. I'm going to keep a close eye on the weather, anyway. I've never seen anything like it here.

All right?