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[the_gene_genie]

Down in the office after this, there's a 


The skinny old bloke in the cells is Death, apparently. He's in for a couple of nights because he turned himself into...I don't know, but it was bloody ugly and it scared the little version of Rae Seddon half to death. But he said he did it because he's playing some sort of game with Hannibal Lecter, so keep an eye on both of them. It'll only escalate if they're left alone.

And someone else let him out, I'm off duty for a few days.

Hunt.


If anyone wants to see him, they can.

Gene's not letting him out because he makes him feel weird, but he's not about to mention that. True to his word though, he heads out of the front door as soon as he's written the note. There's some real scumbags out there to catch, and he's had a long enough holiday around this place.

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[buh_bye]

(ooc: Should we set up a cell post?)

[just_cant_lose]

[OOC: Sure! Just give me half an hour or so, and I'll add it in here.]

[annalalaith]

((OOc Didn't know it was you! Awesome! Just gonna let you know, I have to run off to visit family in the hospital soon, so if you want Jim to visit slowtimes all around.))

[just_cant_lose]

[OOC: Guilty! And sure. Jim will definitely come, and slowtimes are fine.]

[annalalaith]

((OOC: What do you take to a kid in the hospitol these days? I am taking him crayons, paper, and books.))

[just_cant_lose]

[OOC: No idea, sorry. But drawing stuff's usually good. Can't really go wrong with it.]

[annalalaith]

((Ooc I remember him being the kid that likes boook. And I just found little army men))