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Oz Drabble Tree Comes on Little Cat Feet

Apr 03, 2019 10:33

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take down cmk418 April 4 2019, 01:30:35 UTC

“The first thing I’m going to do,” McManus says to Murphy as they take the short walk from Leo’s office to EmCity, “is to take down those curtains.”

“Adebisi might have something to say about that.”

“Adebisi isn’t a resident of EmCity any longer. Leo signed the transfer right after he reinstated me.” Tim pushes the button to open the gates to the unit he created. He mounts the stairs, and lets everyone know that he is back in charge.

Less than five minutes later, Adebisi is dead, Said has been carted off to the hole, and McManus stares dumbly at the bloodstained curtains that are now part of a crime scene and, for the immediate future, have to stay where they are.

mounted the stairs ozsaur April 5 2019, 03:04:12 UTC

Sean was paying more attention to what was happening on the balcony outside of Tim’s office than to the clipboard in his hand. He automatically checked items on the page while watching Tim flirt with the new CO, Brenda, or was it Brittney?

Whatever. After the drama with Claire Howell, Tim should damn well know better.

The woman suddenly laughed, blonde ponytail bobbing back and forth.

Setting down the clipboard, Sean mounted the stairs to the balcony.

“Hey, Sean, have you met Br-- “

Sean hooked Tim’s arm, and hauled him toward the office.

“Excuse us.”

Enough was enough.

to the balcony severina2001 April 5 2019, 18:27:05 UTC

"Tobias," Sister Pete says, "you've missed your last three sessions."

She sits opposite him. Toby keeps his gaze focused on the gate; not on Pete or the TV or O'Reily with his easy hooch; not to the balcony where nothing happened, nothing at all, all the king's horses and all the king's men couldn't put Keller together again, NO nothing happened there, nothingnothingnothing.

"Tobias."

He's lowered his head and pressed his palms to his brow. That's not good. He must stay alert. Hands down, fingers tap-tap-tapping on the table.

Chris is going to come through that gate any moment now.

Enough was enough mazephoenix April 6 2019, 18:07:10 UTC

Enough was enough thought Tobias Beecher as he smashed Keller’s face with the tray he carried.
Keller bled and fell on his shapely ass in the cafeteria.
“You fucking cocksucking bitch,” Beecher shouted. “You Nazi-loving scumbag, I never loved you. You fucking whore.”
The guys chanted and hooted as Murphy and Mineo came to take Beecher to the hole, and look over Keller.
Murphy led a hysterical Beecher away, as Keller failed to get a word in, too dazed to speak.
“You whore,” chided Robson.
“Well,” said Keller slowly through bloodstained lips. “He didn’t bite my dick off.”

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RPF- stay where they are shabby86 April 6 2019, 12:21:25 UTC

A soft smile lights up Lee’s face as he peeks into their living room. Words could never express the love and happiness he feels. It took nearly a year, but the adoption was finalized. Baby Lily came home this morning.

They had taken turns with feeding, changing, and cuddling. Chris has about the same amount of experience with babies as Lee has. Oh the look on Chris’ face when he learned you need to move fast changing diapers! It’s a learning process for both men.

Right now Chris and Lily are asleep on the couch. After an evening bottle they watched a little “Bark” together. Chris had been excited to show Lily what her Dad’s do for a living. They made it maybe a half an hour.

A tiny sneeze breaks Lee out of thought. He walks to the couch to check on Lily. Still asleep. He debates putting her in her crib, then takes the blanket off the back of the couch. He decides to let them STAY WHERE THEY ARE. He covers them, kissing each on the cheek.

Home ozsaur April 8 2019, 20:51:47 UTC

She didn’t know why she’d come here. There were few good memories, and no family left to pull her back to the place where she’d grown up. For the past year or so there’d been an itch to see the town, the school, and that awful place where her mother used to work.

The whole trip had been a waste of time and money. Whatever she’d been looking for, wasn’t there. She’d only driven past all the places on her itinerary instead of going into any of them. It had been so unpleasant she’d finally tossed her plan into the trash and spent the last days of her vacation eating seafood, visiting museums, and buying souvenirs.

Sitting in the window seat, staring at the tarmac, she couldn’t wait to get homeA young woman about her age sat down next to her. She squirmed around a bit as she put on her seat belt. Pretty blue eyes met hers ( ... )

forming a protective barrier vanillalime April 8 2019, 23:38:45 UTC

Everything in Em City is made of concrete, metal, or plexiglass. The only wood Sean can find in the whole damn place is the desk in Tim's office. It will have to do.

Sean takes his nightstick and smashes it hard against the desk, his face a mask of grim determination. Before he knows it, O'Reily is by his side, swinging a nightstick of his own. Sean doesn't ask where it came from.

Suddenly, Beecher and Alvarez are there, too. They pick up the pieces of shattered wood, and an impromptu assembly line forms. Busmalis and Rebadow are naturals at whittling the ends into sharp points. Fiona and Kiki distribute the final product to what's left of Oz's population.

Their small group gathers at the entrance to Em City. On the other side of the doors stands a creature that resembles the late Tim McManus, the fresh blood of Sister Pete dripping from its fangs. It scratches at the glass while more shapes dance in the shadows behind it.

"Please, Sean," it whines. "Let me in."

The prisoners move in front of Sean, forming a protective barrier. ( ... )

RPS- Against the desk shabby86 April 9 2019, 11:22:41 UTC

An arm pops out of “McManus’ office”, yanking Chris inside ( ... )

You Want Me To Show You Who’s In Charge? shabby86 April 14 2019, 02:52:01 UTC

Toby sits wide-eyed, glasses askew, panting for breath. He has Chris Keller, a client, straddling his thighs. It’s been 16 months, one week, and two days since his divorce from Gen. Even Longer since he’d last gotten a piece of ass. Toby wonders if he’s desperate enough to fuck this criminal in his office. It’s after hours. Nobody to interrupt. He’s nearly certain the guy committed the crimes he is accused of. This damn smooth-talker knows just what buttons to press. He looks up into those dark blue eyes, lids heavy with lust. Chris has this wicked smile and kiss-bruised lip.

“Toby, YOU WANT ME TO SHOW YOU WHO’S IN CHARGE?” Chris purrs, understanding they both already know he is.

Toby groans as the blood rushes between his legs. The mere thought of what Chris might do has him leaking pre-come. He hasn’t been this easily aroused since puberty. If he goes through with this Chris will own him. Career and heart on the line, Toby has decided. “Yeah,” he moans, pushing his hips up against Chris.