OZ FIC by moi - "SIMPLE PLEASURES" (OZ MAGI) Request: Rebadow/Busmalis on the run
FANDOM: HBO's "OZ"
CHARACTERS: Bob Rebadow & Agamemnon Busmalis
Keyword/Prompt Phrase: “This is better than playing cards in the quad.” Rebadow, not Alvarez, accompanies Busmalis when he escapes.
Canon/AU/Either: AU
Special Requests: Humor
TITLE: "SIMPLE PLEASURES"
FULL FIC HERE → oz-magi.livejournal.com/164712.html
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"BUSMALIS!"
No answer.
"REBADOW!"
Silence.
"Oh for fuck's sake," the chatter on the walkie-talkie began. "We've got a problem here."
In his managerial office within the drab walls of Oswald Correctional Facility, Tim McManus leaned forward, the sudden break in an uncharacteristically boring shift catching his attention.
"What's the issue?" squawked a C.O. on the line.
"Where the hell are Busmalis and Rebadow? They're not in their pod. Something's not right here."
McManus picked up his walkie-talkie and began pacing. He didn't like the sound of this. How could they not be there? He pressed the button and responded. "What's going on?!"
Beeps and clicks interrupted each other, along with rushed commands and yelling.
"We might have an escape here, lock everything down. EVERYTHING!"
Alarms rang out across the prison.
Doors to offices swung open, beacon lights spun.
This was Oz.
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CONTINUE HERE → oz-magi.livejournal.com/164712.html
CHARACTERS: Bob Rebadow & Agamemnon Busmalis
Keyword/Prompt Phrase: “This is better than playing cards in the quad.” Rebadow, not Alvarez, accompanies Busmalis when he escapes.
Canon/AU/Either: AU
Special Requests: Humor
TITLE: "SIMPLE PLEASURES"
FULL FIC HERE → oz-magi.livejournal.com/164712.html
* * *
"BUSMALIS!"
No answer.
"REBADOW!"
Silence.
"Oh for fuck's sake," the chatter on the walkie-talkie began. "We've got a problem here."
In his managerial office within the drab walls of Oswald Correctional Facility, Tim McManus leaned forward, the sudden break in an uncharacteristically boring shift catching his attention.
"What's the issue?" squawked a C.O. on the line.
"Where the hell are Busmalis and Rebadow? They're not in their pod. Something's not right here."
McManus picked up his walkie-talkie and began pacing. He didn't like the sound of this. How could they not be there? He pressed the button and responded. "What's going on?!"
Beeps and clicks interrupted each other, along with rushed commands and yelling.
"We might have an escape here, lock everything down. EVERYTHING!"
Alarms rang out across the prison.
Doors to offices swung open, beacon lights spun.
This was Oz.
* * *
CONTINUE HERE → oz-magi.livejournal.com/164712.html