Who: Juno, Kate, Jack and anyone who wants to join the adventure? Where: The prison - from cell block Tango (official name) to the kitchen, and roaming around to find friends, med supplies and unfortunately not an exit When: Around 1:30pm
The news had sounded like a joke - a very poor one - to Juno at first. Except Chase didn't joke much, if at all, and definitely not about shit like this. The jist: Tobias had actually killed Simms in the kitchen. His body was in the kitchen. And Juno didn't know how she felt about that, wondering for a second what the hell she was supposed to do with all this anger, violence and "fatherly traits" she had let bubble up to the surface in preparation for that very murder - but she knew she wanted to see the damn thing. She still regretted not having seen her father's body in the coffin before his burial, after all. And there was freedom to be had, her nose to be taken care of, and Kate's fingers, and Jack to hug, finding her jumpsuit if it still existed, finding Marco (which, if not for the odd headspace she was in, would have been top of the list) and finding everybody else. At least she now knew Cecilia wasn't dead, though she wasn't by any means okay. So that was someone else to see later.
But right now, Kate and Jack, the corpse and their injuries. In that jumbled up order. "I need to see it." She told Chase intensely, knowing he would probably not object at all. He'd get it, she had a feeling.
As soon as Chase opened her cell she sprung out of there and squeezed his arm in thanks, then hopped nervously in front of Jack's cell, and then Kate's. She watched, biting her nails, as Chase unlocked both cells, and then finally let herself feel a little something. She didn't jump into a hug with Jack as she might've before all this, but she did invade his personal space awkwardly and hoped he did the rest. In the meantime, she looked over Kate. "You okay? I can try to set your fingers and splint them I... have experience."