OOC: I hope you realize Lubbent is an inmate. It sounds rather like you think he's a guard, which he most certianly is not.
IC: Lubbent heard Noah, but didn't buy it. They weren't running to do something for the guards. Nobody would do that. Glancing behind them, he could see a couple of sligs eyeing them. Smirking, he said "Weeeeell... If you're going to tha far side o' tha preeson... You'd better take a different way." Gesturing towards the guards behind them. "I don't theenk they'd take kindly to what you're reeeelly up to."
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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