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Jan. 20th, 2013 02:02 am[Prefect had lived in Region 10 for so long now that he'd been allowed to customize his cell somewhat. There wasn't much, a few cut out pictures from magazines stuck up on his walls, a verse of poetry he'd been given by Charles taped up beside where he slept. He'd papered the ceiling with photographs of the night sky, over the years filling it right out to the four corners of the room.
When he looked at the stars, he felt as if he could have been anywhere, in a million places at once. It was a good feeling.
It had been two days since his last excursion to the exercise yard, one day since his last session with Professor Xavier, and nearly a month since he'd last been taken to the lab. Most days, he was confined entirely to the four walls around him, but the possibility for change was enough to keep him rising each morning.]
When he looked at the stars, he felt as if he could have been anywhere, in a million places at once. It was a good feeling.
It had been two days since his last excursion to the exercise yard, one day since his last session with Professor Xavier, and nearly a month since he'd last been taken to the lab. Most days, he was confined entirely to the four walls around him, but the possibility for change was enough to keep him rising each morning.]
