"And, what? You think giving me a knife and telling me not to stab isn't common fucking sense? Fuck you." [It was obvious Costigan was more looking for a rant in general at this point than actually angry at Bourne in any way. The man just needed to release some anxiety. His medicine wasn't doing as much as it used to and he was having difficulty getting more.
The inmate paused, looking away with a begrudging sort of expression as he resigned himself to getting along.] "Thanks for the knife."
[Costigan lifted one hand to remove his cap, running the other hand through his hair and scratching nervously at his head. Then his cap was returned as he was thinking.] "I want to know what the fuck's going on on the warden side of things.. And I need someone that can help me get permission to shit, especially since my warden's not exactly what I'm used to. What do you want?"
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Date: 2010-02-10 07:00 am (UTC)The inmate paused, looking away with a begrudging sort of expression as he resigned himself to getting along.] "Thanks for the knife."
[Costigan lifted one hand to remove his cap, running the other hand through his hair and scratching nervously at his head. Then his cap was returned as he was thinking.] "I want to know what the fuck's going on on the warden side of things.. And I need someone that can help me get permission to shit, especially since my warden's not exactly what I'm used to. What do you want?"