(no subject)
[Who:] Sarah Harding and Amanda Young
[What:] Rage!
[When:] Friday morning
[Where:] Amanda's room on level eight
[Warnings:] Violence.
After receiving Amanda's message, Sarah Harding shouldered her rifle and headed out almost immediately. Being aboard the Barge since early January had attuned her to all the moods people could go through here - one moment they could be violent, and the next, it would be as though nothing had happened to set them off. Amanda, however, was always violent. Always angry. This sudden calm niggled at the back of her mind; she didn't trust her inmate. However, there was good reason for it. Amanda had been crying since the flood. Perhaps now she really was ready to talk.
It would be the first time. Sarah hoped it was a good start.
She took the stairs down to her inmate's room, seven levels below her own, and when she arrived, took a moment to calm herself down. Yesterday had been a bad day. Between her foul temper and the exacerbation Hoffman had provided on the deck, it had been a hell of day, actually. She didn't want to allow that to influence the way she interacted with Amanda now. A few deep breaths, and finally, she knocked.
[What:] Rage!
[When:] Friday morning
[Where:] Amanda's room on level eight
[Warnings:] Violence.
After receiving Amanda's message, Sarah Harding shouldered her rifle and headed out almost immediately. Being aboard the Barge since early January had attuned her to all the moods people could go through here - one moment they could be violent, and the next, it would be as though nothing had happened to set them off. Amanda, however, was always violent. Always angry. This sudden calm niggled at the back of her mind; she didn't trust her inmate. However, there was good reason for it. Amanda had been crying since the flood. Perhaps now she really was ready to talk.
It would be the first time. Sarah hoped it was a good start.
She took the stairs down to her inmate's room, seven levels below her own, and when she arrived, took a moment to calm herself down. Yesterday had been a bad day. Between her foul temper and the exacerbation Hoffman had provided on the deck, it had been a hell of day, actually. She didn't want to allow that to influence the way she interacted with Amanda now. A few deep breaths, and finally, she knocked.