Who: Calvin and Marshall What: Solitary Fun Times! When: After Cal's put in solitary Where:Narnia Solitary Rating: TBD
Marshall rubbed his face as he tried to keep up with the various messages over the network. Part of him wasn't exactly surprised that it was Calvin involved in the stuffle in the cafeteria. Part of him just was irritated over the timing. He was still reeling over his brother's condition, and working on transferring his sister to the facility. Next would be his father... if he could ever find the man. He had dropped off the radar again, which just put Marshall more on edge for what this might mean. Then, and of course, there was also the issue with his mother...
He was exhausted when he finally showed up at the solitary cell. Over the past few days, there had been a steady visible decline in the appearance of the handler. Normally he was the perfectly pressed and dressed G man. There were no visible cracks in the armor... but today, his hair looked less done. There were slight bags under his eyes. He was not standing perfectly straight and tall. His clothes were still neat, yet they seemed to be ver so slightly rumpled. For the moment, he remained on the outside where Calvin could see him. He was still busily sending off messages. He waited only a beat to be sure he could devote his full attention to Calvin before looking up.
"Congratulations. You and I are going to be spending the next forty eight hours together."
Thank god Rachel was going to look after the others for a little bit. He also had Lucas to look out for his brother. It eased some of the burden, but created others. He hated to be in debt to anyone.
"Your fri-" He stopped himself, "Your family knows you're here. You won't be able to contact them, but you will be returned to them in time for breakfast on Monday. Now... Do you want to tell me why you were being an ass?"