[Private to the Admiral.]

You bastard. You utter bastard.

He was one of the good guys. He had a chance to get out of here the good way, to graduate. He had a chance. Hell, he was better than most of the wardens here. You know, I've never been clear on graduation. How does it work? Whose standards are they held to? Yours? Mine? Do you just pick ( Read more... )

[Warden Filter ( Read more... )

[OOC: Co-written with Milbury. Thanks for being awesome! There is also a scoschy bit of time fuckery in here because real talk, nobody can be held hostage on the Barge for two weeks without being found. The ship ain't that big, not like it's Tora Bora or anything.][The screen flicks on, and the face of Jason Bourne appears - though anyone would be ( Read more... )

[Who is this young-Matt-Damon-looking motherfucker? Hint: It's Jason. Not yet though, now he is Captain David Webb, U.S. Army. Military Intelligence. So he's just been plucked from Ft. Meade with these totally ill shades. And BDUs. Also he is from about 1997, so he's 27ish. And if you listen hard, you miiiiight be able to catch a Midwestern accent ( Read more... )

...well, that was entirely stupid.

[Private to David.]
Looks like I'm your new warden. Enjoy the Admiral's sense of humor.

Let's not do that again.

[Private to Claire and Costigan, individually.]
You all right?

[Private to Slade.]
Thanks.

[Written, because he doesn't trust his voice right now. Also, content subject to change as backthread continues. Watch this space ( Read more... )