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obsidianlogs2020-07-20 01:37 pm
volunteertomatoes) wrote in obsidianlogs2020-07-20 01:37 pm
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(closed) it's a pleasure to meet you;
Who: Quentin Coldwater, Margo Hanson, Eliot Waugh
What: A meeting to see if they can rise to the top. (They can)
Where: Quentin's cell
When: Afternoon
[ It's really a matter of time before they're all huddled together in a cell, talking quietly among themselves. Quentin had gently floated the idea, mostly because he knows how both Eliot and Margo work. He's a quiet nerd, not an idiot, and he's worked for them in the past. This isn't forgery, of course--this is something different.
In a weird way, Quentin thinks it's kind of fun.
He's on his bed like he usually is, hand curled around one of the Fillory books. It's closed, his fingers lazily brushing the spine as if it gives him some form of comfort. ]
So if you guys are going to do this, you're going to at least want to know who you're working with on this cell block.
What: A meeting to see if they can rise to the top. (They can)
Where: Quentin's cell
When: Afternoon
[ It's really a matter of time before they're all huddled together in a cell, talking quietly among themselves. Quentin had gently floated the idea, mostly because he knows how both Eliot and Margo work. He's a quiet nerd, not an idiot, and he's worked for them in the past. This isn't forgery, of course--this is something different.
In a weird way, Quentin thinks it's kind of fun.
He's on his bed like he usually is, hand curled around one of the Fillory books. It's closed, his fingers lazily brushing the spine as if it gives him some form of comfort. ]
So if you guys are going to do this, you're going to at least want to know who you're working with on this cell block.
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He hums a bit, looking up at Margo. She's honestly more of the brains. Eliot's not necessarily stupid, but his intelligence manifests in other ways. Outside of prison, he was always just good at the diplomacy of things. People liked talking to him more than Margo because he kept a more level head. They work very, very well together. ]
Well, from what I've seen of our block, I'm not too worried about securing our position. Unless someone's a snitch. Is someone a snitch?
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They're literal babies. It won't be hard to scare them out of talking.
[Sure, she was orchestrating bank robberies when she was little Billy's age, but looking at him and Ellie and Steve, she feels like she was never that young. They're the goddamn Rugrats, and if they want to survive, they'll listen to the adults and keep their mouths zipped.]
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I can be a snitch.
[ He's done it before. Solves a lot of problems, and people don't realize it's him. ]
Billy's at least got muscle. We're lacking in that department.
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[ But Quentin's right. They do need something to be the resident thug and, honestly, Billy's their only real option - though Margo is one hundred percent scarier, people are going to look at Billy and feel threatened without having to know any backstory. ]
But he seems sort of stupid, so he'd be easy to pull in.
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[She has no affection them herself. If she wanted to deal with a teenager she would have poked holes in someone's condom years ago. But maybe - just maybe - with their careful tutelage, Billy can be more than a liability.
Undecided on the other one.]
No one's gonna be scared of the fucking Lost Boys.
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[ Mullet or not. ] He's stupid, and young, so pretty easy to put in your pockets if you guys work your magic, you're right--and guards won't be much of an issue.
Guys---I think we can really do this.
[ He's trying to hide his smile, but man, is he doing a bad job of it. ]
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[ As if there was ever any question.
Though one of them will need to talk to Billy. ]
I took his snack the other day and he said he was gonna punch me. Maybe one of you can get him on board.
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[She rolls her neck, cracking it. The laugh she gives is somehow more like a scoff.]
No one told me prison was gonna be this much like kindergarten.