[Inmate filter]

[The first thing you see is a very shaky shot of Rassilon's face. He's got tears in his eyes and looks frankly terrible.] S-someone...

[Then the view changes to Rassilon's door, there's the sound of him fiddling with the lock, then a thump as he falls against the door. He sobs, apparently desperate to get out of his room. After a ( Read more... )

[Rassilon was glad to finally be out of the infirmary -- the last three days had been enough, really. And while he was still angry, he wasn't seething any more. He sat down on his bed and after a few failed attempts and some angry growling managed to get his communicator out to call his lover.]

Omega? Can you come?

warden Miss Tyler, when am i alowed to laeve? I wish to rest

and give me my filters bcak. i was asked to wrte to you, but I will not do so n public.

[And then he sees the typos, stares balefully at his wrists and just presses send. If she can’t read it because of them, he'll need a new warden anyway.]

[Sometime between listening to Omega speak and concentrating on Omega's hand in his hair, Rassilon had dozed off.

But when he wakes up the pain is back with a vengeance and the sleep didn't help all that much, he's still exhausted and it just hurts and he really doesn't want to think of anything any more. He's too tired to fight back; eventually ( Read more... )