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IC: Forret entered, listened to what Mr. Masta told him, and began picking up the paperwork from the floor. He dared not moan whilst in the presence of the warden, after all, Forret had been working as janitor in District C for a long time, and was too old to get a new job if he was sacked. He heard another knock on the door as he was tidying up the papers, and ignored Mr. Masta's reply.

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Rallin spotted the guard (Frank) walking his way, and watched as he entered the cafeteria and spoke to Azkiz. The guard turned towards him and told him to leave. It was now or never, if he wanted to extend his prison sentence. A simple hold up would do, nothing too serious.

Thinking on his feet, he replied to Frank with "Oh, sorry sir. I'll just get my lighter, i left it on the table just there." And with that, he walked past Frank and behind him. As quick as a flash, he pulled out his sharpened shiv and held it to Frank's throat from behind. Azkiz was there, but Rallin didn't care. 'He's useless anyway.' He thought, and then said into Frank's ear "I don't smoke, heh heh. Now you're gonna play along with this, and give me what i want, understand?"

OOC: If you have a problem with this mr.odd, just let me know and I'll change it. You can always get out of the situation, if you don't want to go along with it.