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Adrien was up bright and early, almost before dawn. He had gone out to do his jog, which had been neglected earlier, and seen Nikolai curled up in his hoodie. He looked nice in navy... Adrien still wanted his hoodie. But he was not about to take it from the boy. Instead, he made his way by, going outside. When he came back,after his way to long of a jog, everyone was awake already. He walked back to his "room" briskly, taking long strides. he didn't look into Nikolai's cell as he made his way by. He hoped how tired he was wasn't too obvious. Considering he had gotten no sleep the night before. Whatever. He made his way to his room and waited. A detective though, came by the cells and saw Nikolai wearing a hoodie. He narrowed her eyes at him. "Where'd you get that." He barked angrily at the boy. |
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Lynx was acutely aware of the two times his Agent passed, ignoring him every time. He stayed curled up in his cot as he waited... and waited. He blinked when he got barked at, tilting his head at the detective as if he were stupid. "What do you mean?" He asked, glancing around as if looking for what it was he wasn't supposed to have. |
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The detective rolled his eyes. "The hoodie." He huffed in obvious annoyance. - Adrien had moved to the ground of his "room," sitting on the floor and drawing shapes. It was really cold in here... and even worse without the hoodie. He wrapped his arms around himself finally and grumbled. So much for warmth- his thoughts were cut off by the Operators speaking through the speakers of his "room." |Put your mask on.| They barked rudely. Adrien didn't even say anything, simply standing up and grabbing the mask, hooking it tiredly over his ears and making sure it was secure. When it was, he went back over to the spot where he was sitting before. He sat down again and set his head against his knees. Little did he know, his hoodie, still had his ear piece hooked in it... and was still broadcasting the Operator's words. |
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Lynx blinked at the man in confusion. "Th fuck do you mean where did I get it? I've been wearing it since I got here." He said, cocking a brow at the detective. He managed to keep a straight face when soft words came from... within the hoodie. He heard them well enough, but didn't let a physical reaction show as his brain turned the information over. |
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The detective scoffed and rolled his eyes. "No, we have pictures of you when you came in. You did not have it. So where did you get it?" He growled in frustration. - Adrien kept his head buried in his knees and murmured. |Get going Agent 5F. And NO TALKING.| They snapped in a harsh way. Adrien involuntarily flinched at the brash words. He stood and changed into his suit quickly, walking out and beginning his necessary rounds. He did hope he wouldn't have to go to the Office though... Ugh, he was going soft. Hoping for things?????? Jeez. And of course, he didn't remember his ear piece was still situated in the hoodie. But he really wanted the hoodie back. |
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Lynx sketched a brow. "I didn't?" He asked, looking down at the hoodie for a few moments, as if he genuinely thought he had brought it with him. He thought for a few moments and then shook his head. "I could've sworn..." He stared off for a minute, then shook his head again, looking up a little fearfully. "I... I don't know. I could've sworn I came in here with this. Did someone give it to me?" He asked, feigning a partially insane prisoner rather well. He again ignored the speaking from within the hoodie. He could deal with that later. |
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The detective scoffed and shook his head. "I'm going to talk to the others about this. We'll be back." he growled, walking by briskly. - Adrien was making his way, tiredly, around the prison. He passed the C block but didn't really bat an eye. Hell, he was way too tired to even care. A prisoner tried to yell at him or- something, and he shot him a glare. He was ready to just drown the guy in his toilet. Long story short, the prisoner shut up and Adrien continued his rounds. He still had his mask hooked to his face, covering his mouth and restricting speech. His USUAL, suit headset was hooked over his ear and thankfully, silent at the moment. |
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Lynx nodded quietly as the officer walked away, then gave a sigh. He should've taken the damb thing off. It was too late now, though. He reached nonchalantly into the hoodie a found the earpiece, he supposed, that had been yelling at him recently. He took it nonchalantly and tucked it into his pants pocket, making sure it wasn't noticable. It was quiet enough that he could probably hear what was going on. |
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Adrien finally got to Nikolai's cell. Looking inside he saw he was still wearing his hoodie. He stared at him for a long moment before the Operators practically screamed in his ear. |Keep. Walking. Do NOT interact with them.| Adrien flinched but hesitated. Was it rude to ask for the hoodie back? He looked really warm in it though... |Agent 5F... come to the Office.| They snapped, too harsh. Way too harsh. Adrien blinked and stepped back in slight surprise before just turning and walking toward the Office... this wouldn't be fun for him... - Adrien came back an hour later, ignoring Nikolai, barely sparing him or his hoodie a glance. He was limping slightly though. He was sure as hell not earlier. |
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Lynx let his eyes trail the Agent as he passed, staring back in the moments he took to stand there. He raised his eyebrows ever so slightly as the words from the earpiece traveled to his ear. He simply waited for the Agent to leave. An hour later, he was dozing when he passed by again, and frowned at the not so subtle limp. He said nothing. |
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