Tending to my prisoner [ Locked to a_soul_awake ]

[cantseethis]

Atticus wasted no time in seeking out Hope once he'd been informed of what happened. The problem was, he hadn't received the whole story. Or at least he couldn't have because when he arrived to the Medical wing instead of finding Dr. Chandler he had found a temporary replacement instead. He was even more surprised to learned that her new

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[a_soul_awake]

Hope had never done well when left to her own devices with no entertainment. The cell they threw her in was pretty basic. There was a bed, a little desk and a toilet with a sink. That was it. There was nothing, absolutely nothing to distract her mind and considerable intellect. This was a problem.

She paced for awhile, then did some mental math, went back to pacing and finally just laid down to try and sleep. She thought she might be losing it when she heard Atticus's voice. It seemed rather soon to be developing hallucinations.

"Well, at least I'll have some company," she said as she sat up.

[cantseethis]

Seeing her sit up on the bed he quickly moved to sit beside her. Placing his hands on her shoulders he gave her a quick glance over to assess that she was alright before asking her himself. "Company is fine and all, but are you alright?"

[a_soul_awake]

She laughed a little, surprised. He was real. "What are you doing here? Atti, you're going to get in trouble."

[cantseethis]

Atticus shook his head and let go of her shoulders. "I'm not exactly stopping by to see if you know where they put the creamer, dear."

At least he knew that she was alright. Well, from what he could see. "I'll be fine. At the moment, it's you I'm worried about. What happened? Why are you in here?"