04 ☕ Voice

[psychic_hotline]

[Warden Filter]

I'm asking for the cleaning supplies cabinet to be locked. Just consider this a heads-up. I don't know if there's even been an issue with an Inmate getting in there and making homemade incendiaries but if there hasn't, well, I know I'll sleep better at night knowing it's less of an option.

Also, I'm visiting the firing range later and I'd be interested in a little friendly competition, if anyone's game.

[Private to the Admiral]

Really? Do I have a sign on my back reading 'please drop world-altering responsibility on my shoulders'?

Never mind.

Could you make the cleaning supplies cupboard locked via Warden Item, like the art room?  Thanks.

Comments

Re: [ Spam ]

[psychic_hotline]

[She permits herself a cocky little smirk of her own.]

Have you?

[The course chimes its readiness. Two figures appear in the bottom center window- a hostile and a hostage - and she makes a near-flawless center-of-mass shot.]

[ Spam ] I am so, so sorry about my tag fail -_-

[surfaceshine]

Whatever. [Dismissive but amused, Dean smirks; the muzzle of his Colt starts to swing towards the figures too but he's let his focus go soft and intent for movement and he sees her doing the same, adjusts immediately for the figure at the top - hitting just to the right of its chest - and then the one that appears in the next window over - just to the left.]

I mean, I prefer whiskey, but beer'll do.

[spam] no worries dude /brofist

[psychic_hotline]

A man after my own heart. [Another hostile pops up in the top corner window and she plugs it in the head - between the eyes, maybe a little show-offy.]

[spam] <3

[surfaceshine]

[Dean, without taking his eyes off the range, gives a low whistle of appreciation.] Nice. [There's a brief pause in the appearance of targets and Dean waits it out without relaxing, and he grins in the second after he almost plugs a hostage but doesn't, adjusting his aim and taking the hostile holding it like a shield just below the throat instead.]

But nice ain't gonna cut it.

Re: [spam] <3

[psychic_hotline]

[Oh, this is what we're doing now, huh.]

Taking that shot in my line of work'd get me suspended.

[Another hostile, completely hidden behind a hostage, one arm held like a bar across their throat. She fires into its elbow; when it staggers to one side she plugs it neatly in the head.]

[ spam ]

[surfaceshine]

[Hey, you started it.]

Darlin', that's the only shot worth taking in my line of work.

[He's a good shot, probably the best in his family, but generally Dean doesn't have to be a fancy shot; for the most part, it's hitting anything at all and the material he does it with more than the accuracy of his aim that puts down whatever he's shooting at, with only a few exceptions. So he settles for another center mass hit on the bottom row, doesn't get his gun up in time to take the one on the top without wasting ammunition on a miss, and makes an amused sound in the back of his throat.]

And what about that shot?