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Tweak says, "I made u an orange but I eated"

Cole Evans {Ichabod Crane} (blackcatsrbad) wrote in bellumlogs,
@ 2010-06-10 02:55:00

Entry tags:

dorian gray, dr. watson, ichabod crane

Who: Cole, Micah and Trenton
What: Moving the prisoner
Where: Catacombs and eventually P4
When: After this
Warnings: TBD

Cole left R1 feeling slightly better than he had before, and the main reason was Peter's involvement. The man was level-headed, rational, and smart. Maybe the situation wasn't entirely salvageable after all. He wasn't particularly looking forward to seeing Trenton again, and he doubted Micah was either, but they couldn't keep him down there much longer. It was a lot less cruel to keep him in his own penthouse, especially considering it probably had all the perks to keep him satisfied for a while.

He stopped suddenly at the second floor, casting a glance at Micah. "Do you have the key on you, or do you need to get it?" He'd seen the lock, and it looked pretty sturdy - which was a good thing, but not so much if they were going to end up trying to break it.

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blackcatsrbad
2010-06-11 06:35 am UTC (link)

Cole gave up after that attempt, wishing that things were as black and white as he'd once thought they were. It would be easier that way, easier to let his hatred and his anger wash away anything else whenever he looked at Trenton. He didn't want to pity him, didn't want to feel guilty; and he kept quiet as they walked towards P4. He still had no idea how they were going to keep him in there.

When the hell did things get so complicated? He followed the other two inside the apartment, wincing slightly at the sight of the door as they passed it.

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cyprian
2010-06-11 07:13 pm UTC (link)

Trenton tongued the edge of his teeth as they made their way past the busted up door and deeper into the penthouse. Strangely enough, everything looked exactly he'd left it. Not that Trenton could remember leaving it, as he'd been unconscious at the time, but everything looked like it was resting in familiar places. His flatscreen was still playing on mute, although the program was something he didn't recognize. There was still blood on the floor from his initial confrontation with these two. He surveyed the living room for a moment, but it was a place of violence and everything bad that had ever happened, and Trenton took a swift detour into the kitchen. Surely they weren't going to stop him, it wasn't like he was running back out the door.

Functioning with handcuffs had taken some practice, but by now, Trenton was nearly fluid with it. He would have preferred to have them off, as he wasn't entirely sure of how to put on a clean t-shirt with handcuffs, but it wasn't a big deal.

Although.. it should have been a big deal. Trenton, like Dorian, relied heavily on his appearance. And while it bothered him that he was looking like one of the lower rungs of hell, the whole 'being out of his cell' thing was so new that he just wasn't going to sweat the small stuff yet.

He opened the fridge, and with some effort, wrangled a corona loose from it's case before walking back through to the living room. He didn't have much to say as he sank onto the couch and leaned back against one of the pale corners. He dug a lighter out of the seam between couch cushions, and used it to pop the metal cap off of his bottle.

"Beer?" He offered with a glance to Micah. "Capri sun?" His attention swayed to Cole, who he just didn't pin as a drinker. Even if he hoped both of them fucking choked on it, Trenton knew that the best way to get them out of his personal space was to be civil.

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	acatalyst 2010-06-11 07:17 pm UTC (link)
	It worked, at least with Micah. "I'll be in the hall, so don't even think of leaving," he said, taking a minute to go and pull the fire escape ladder off its hinge, and then leaving P4. It was going to be a long stay in this damn hall; Peter, he thought, better hurry. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

blackcatsrbad
2010-06-11 08:57 pm UTC (link)

Cole had no reason whatsoever to want to stay in the penthouse longer than necessary, and once Micah left he was in close pursuit. He only paused long enough to shake his head wordlessly at Trenton's offer of a drink - which he doubted the man expected either of them to accept in the first place - before leaving the apartment and pulling the door shut the best he could behind him. He didn't have the handcuff key, so there wasn't much he could do about those.

"How long are you going to stay out here?" He asked Micah once they were both outside, presumably out of earshot.

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	acatalyst 2010-06-12 04:47 am UTC (link)
	"Until Pedro gets back and fixes this shit," Micah said, and he waved Cole down the hall. "Come relieve me in the morning." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	blackcatsrbad 2010-06-12 05:04 am UTC (link)
	He thought briefly that they might be putting too much pressure on Pete, but the man was capable - much more so than either of them were. "Alright." Cole raised his hand in a sort of half-wave before heading down the stairs, intending on getting as much sleep as he could before taking over guard duty. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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