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[you_run_i_chase]

[Private to Parker]
Where the fuck are you?

[Private to Kay]
I need a list of what's missing from your safe. I want to make sure she didn't keep anything after her little trip.

[Private to Paddy]
You're going to be down two people for dinner. Sorry about it.

...Tomorrow too.

Comments

private

[christ_onabike]

...Inmate shit?

Alright, not a problem.

private

[you_run_i_chase]

Yep. We're going to be spending some quality time together in zero.

Re: private

[christ_onabike]

What did she do?

Is there owt I can bring you?

Re: private

[you_run_i_chase]

Broke into Kay's shit for O'Brien of all fucking people.

[Private]

[most_feared]

I might as well send you some schematics. [Because if he rattled off names she might not be able to find them. And it helps him get out of angry drill sergeant of murder mode. So she gets some images of the basic shapes of the items.]

There's one though. It looks like a tuning fork. That's the most important one to get back. Don't turn it on and possibly wrap it in a rag if you find it to bring it back. It's called a universal translator. Whoever's holding it ends up with their thoughts being spewed directly into the head of whoever's it's pointed at- or the room if you don't know how to use it.

And a pair of binoculars with a whole shitload of settings. [He honestly just has the binoculars here because he's still a kid on the inside and thinks they're awesome.]

[Private]

[you_run_i_chase]

Thanks. [Parker studied them for a moment.] After I lock Parker in the interrogation room, will you go through her room with me and make sure all your shit gets back in order?

[Private]

[most_feared]

Yeah, I'll do that.

Do you think she knew what she was helping someone with?

[Private]

[you_run_i_chase]

I've got no fucking clue. Working on it.

Private

[fortytwoseconds]

I'm right here.

Private

[you_run_i_chase]

Your ass, my room now. We're going to be taking a little tour down to zero. And then I'm coming up and going through your room with a fine tooth fucking comb.

If I have to hunt you down, you're going to be spending the full boring week in zero.

Private

[fortytwoseconds]

Right.

Private

[you_run_i_chase]

Two minutes, Parker. No stopping and stowing anything.