Jan 21, 2010 22:15
John had been pestered by Ric all this week. Nearly everyday, since Sunday, the young man had shown up and pleaded with John to go and see Victor in the brig. For the first couple of days John had simply said no, but five days had passed now and Ric clearly wasn't giving up. The thing was John wasn't sure who he should believe, Jean had seemed like a nice enough person though he'd had little to do with her. But John also knew some of the history of Victor and yeah, there were times when Victor had done some things that John didn't agree with.
John guessed that it was probably partly because the young lad was feeling lonely, he'd been told how he'd fallen out with his boyfriend (the mexican had blurted out everything when John found him lurking in the kitchen staring rather forlornly at the broken kitchen cabinet) and he seemed to be on some kind of mission when it came to the whole Victor/Jean scenario.
Teleporting into the brig (John was never adverse to bending the rules) he kept to the edge of the room, hoping he hadn't startled Victor as the last thing he wanted was a full set of claws through his fist. Holding out a copy of hustler, John offered the feral a slight smile.
"Little birdie told me you were wantin' the latest copy." He didn't just arrive bringing a magazine, John had also brought food.
victor creed,
✝ john 'kestrel' wraith,
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