[You know what, Blackquill would love to not be in this situation at all. That would be just great. He absolutely hates being in hospitals and being cared for. He's perfectly capable of nursing his wounds on his own, thanks. But of course, it's not that easy when you're a convicted murderer who's being watched 24/7.
When Fulbright makes his departure, Blackquill has been handcuffed to a mobile hospital bed surrounded by cops. If he could look any more annoyed, believe me he would.]
Please do take your time, detective. I won't have you bumbling up your work for my sake.
[In other words, he'd actually prefer if you just left him be kthx. But we both know that won't happen.]
I expect a full report on the bombing upon your return. I do not want to see your face until you have every last scrap of information within your grasp.
[And with that, they part ways.
When Fulbright comes back, he'll be directed to Blackquill's room. Two officers stand guard outside, and when Fulbright enters, he'll see at least one more in the room, keeping an eye on the convict.
And it must be pretty boring for that officer right now because Blackquill's fast asleep. It's a miracle what heavy painkillers will do for an insomniac like him. Uncharacteristically, he actually looks somewhat peaceful in his sleep, but small flinches appear on his face every now and then as he breaths in. He must've really messed up his ribs or something.]
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When Fulbright makes his departure, Blackquill has been handcuffed to a mobile hospital bed surrounded by cops. If he could look any more annoyed, believe me he would.]
Please do take your time, detective. I won't have you bumbling up your work for my sake.
[In other words, he'd actually prefer if you just left him be kthx. But we both know that won't happen.]
I expect a full report on the bombing upon your return. I do not want to see your face until you have every last scrap of information within your grasp.
[And with that, they part ways.
When Fulbright comes back, he'll be directed to Blackquill's room. Two officers stand guard outside, and when Fulbright enters, he'll see at least one more in the room, keeping an eye on the convict.
And it must be pretty boring for that officer right now because Blackquill's fast asleep. It's a miracle what heavy painkillers will do for an insomniac like him. Uncharacteristically, he actually looks somewhat peaceful in his sleep, but small flinches appear on his face every now and then as he breaths in. He must've really messed up his ribs or something.]