Sep 09, 2008 22:00
Day thirty-one.
We're bleeding people again and more newcomers. Miles is gone, Jak's here. That makes it me, Torn, Tess, Errol and Jak.
I never thought what I'd do if I had to see him again, but they might be crazy enough to bring the Baron here. I wonder if--
Hey. What're you doing?
[The thump of booted footsteps crossing a room, then a sharp intake of breath.]
Son of a--
Someone get a doctor down to the station, now.
[OOC: So, Walter has commited suicide with his spoon while Ashelin was on guard duty. This was done with mun permission- Walter's dead. The spoon's lodged in his neck about two inches deep. ]
diary entries that don't get locked,
guard duty,
wonderful,
suicidal spoons,
fuck,
walter,
police