OOC: Azkiz's remarks made me laugh, Chronicler. i like him already.
IC: Forret finished picking up the paperwork, not caring how official they may be, and walked over to the filing cabinet. He looked behind him, to ensure Mr. Masta was not looking, and stuffed them in the top drawer without any consideration as to what order they may have had to go in. 'Maybe next time he'll think twice before asking me to do paperwork' he thought to himself, and he turned to face Mr. Masta behind the desk. "Anything else, warden?" he said in his old, slightly wavering, voice.
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Rallin heard every one of Azkiz's words, and felt outraged by them. "Odd damn it!" He shouted, shooting a look at Azkiz whilst keeping his shiv pressed against the wolvark's neck. "Gimme your damn uzi, ASSkiss, before i spurt your mate's blood up the damn walls!"
Rallin knew he hadn't got it in him to kill someone. Not with a shiv, anyway, it was too gory. But maybe with a gun. Now wasn't the time for that anyway, he just wanted an extended sentence, and had seemed to remembered that he could receive the death sentence for killing a guard.
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