TBC (onshakyground) wrote in marvel_prep, @ 2013-09-04 21:40:00 |
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Current mood: | blah |
Entry tags: | avalanche, rogue |
Thread: Surprise Visit
Characters: Dominik Petrakis & Rogue
NPCs: MDC Guards
Location: MDC, Visitor's area, 17:30-19:30
Timeline: 4th September 2013
Description: Dominik gets an unexpected visitor
Rating: TBD
The sheer monotony of the place was starting to get under Dominik's skin and he felt a little like he might be going insane, especially as every day was exactly the same. Being in prison was a lesson in how a constant unwavering stream of the same thing day in and day out could really drive a person to their breaking point. Not that Dominik was at that point, but he was close. Add in the altercation with the guards, the fact others had been released as the guards liked reminding him, Petra being crushed by this place, how easy it was becoming to forget that he was wearing a collar and Dominik well he wasn't feeling much like Dominik.
He pushed a breath out of his chest and slumped back against the wall, hands delving into the unkempt strands of dark hair before his fingers dragged through the scruff on his cheeks, lightly scratching before finding purchase around the back of his neck. His jumpsuit was undone, folded around the waist and tied there because for a brief moment he'd felt as though it was trying to suffocate him.
Impossible, he knew that, but it didn't stop the way he was feeling.
He was hunched forward, hands clasped and eyes fixated on a point on the floor when he heard the guards. "Petrakis," one gruffed as the door opened. "You've got a visitor."
"Visitor?" He questioned, brow furrowing with confusion.
"Yeah, that's what I said. On your feet, you know the drill."
Slowly and gingerly Dominik rose as moving still hurt his bruised ribs before he held his hands out, eyebrow twitching as they locked metal around his wrists and tightened to the point of familiar pain. He'd even stopped flinching now that he knew it was coming, bruised jaw simply tightening instead and cut flickering on his lower lip as he merely held his mouth in a tight line.
A glance over his shoulder at Petra and Dominik was being pushed out of his cell, walked through the jail and then pushed out into the visitor's areas, a guard's hand firmly on his shoulder until Dominik was pushed into a chair. A backward look and soon Dominik turned his head to look at his would be visitor, surprise flickering over his expression.
"Anna?"