These violent delights have (_violentends) wrote in repose, @ 2019-06-22 20:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | *log, frank rook, holly nicodemo-webster |
Who: Frank R & Holly W
What: Frank visits Holly after the slight issues that arose earlier in the week.
Where: The Military Facility
Warnings/Rating: TBD
Frank was exhausted, but it was possibly mostly due to the fact that he’d been getting comfortable with his desk job. He’d spent too long not running around the desert, too long working what was essentially a nine to five. And now they were here, actually having to do something relating to action, or at least take things a heck of a lot more seriously than he had before.
He should really have known something like this was going to happen. Because Repose.
He’d spent the first two hours at the in a very lengthy, deep conversation with other senior members of the staff about what had happened, about what had called him in from home, had made him leave his home and brought him here.
Now Frank was on his way to the infirmary. Holly was there, injured in the accident. The ‘accident’. It wasn’t necessary for him to go there, but Frank felt as though he should. It was a little unnerving to see men posted as guards outside of the medical ward, though they didn’t question him as he walked passed.
“Mr. Webster,” Frank nodded, approaching Holly’s bed. “How are you feeling?”