.050 | Voice. [Warden Filter]
[BACKDATED TO DURING/RIGHT AFTER SEXBY'S KILLING SPREE.]
[Arthur's breathing sounds short and pained, thanks to some broken ribs he's now sporting. Due to the timing of all of this, he's totally missed out on all warden posts about Sexby's rampage, and thus has no idea there's anything going on. WHOOPS.]
I need a hand. Or. [Cough.] Two hands. I don't care. Someone come to level eight, room 19 and help me drag my inmate to the infirmary. Just a warning: he's really heavy.
...
And a doctor might-- [Short gasp. STOP MOVING, ARTHUR. He sounds a little irritated when he continues:] Might need to get some sutures ready.
[OOC: THIS IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWS THE SPAM IN ARTHUR'S LAST POST. He and Perry beat each other up. Like manly men.]
[Arthur's breathing sounds short and pained, thanks to some broken ribs he's now sporting. Due to the timing of all of this, he's totally missed out on all warden posts about Sexby's rampage, and thus has no idea there's anything going on. WHOOPS.]
I need a hand. Or. [Cough.] Two hands. I don't care. Someone come to level eight, room 19 and help me drag my inmate to the infirmary. Just a warning: he's really heavy.
...
And a doctor might-- [Short gasp. STOP MOVING, ARTHUR. He sounds a little irritated when he continues:] Might need to get some sutures ready.
[OOC: THIS IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWS THE SPAM IN ARTHUR'S LAST POST. He and Perry beat each other up. Like manly men.]