Locked from Wardens

[buywithme]

She's gone. She's not here, we're alone again

Comrades, I really, really, really need a drink. My supplies have been... confiscated for the time being. If anyone owes me an unpaid favor and has anything alcoholic then now would be the time to write off your debt in this way, alternatively, if anyone has anything alcoholic and is interested in a trade then my other supplies remain meticulously stocked.

Please, I really--

I need too--

Comments

Private- Charlie's willing to repay favors

[i-hate-posses.livejournal.com]

You need booze? I can ask my warden for whiskey.

[yourunichase]

I don't owe you anything, but I'll take it as an investment. I have some booze.

[themostdashing.livejournal.com]

[Prefect, if you care to answer the knock on your door, you will find nobody there but there will be a mostly-full bottle of vodka.]

And since it pertains to one of the journal entries he's sold...

[no-left-arm.livejournal.com]

You sure that's a good idea?

Private- Prefect supports this repayment!

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

That would be most acceptable, Comrade.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Sister, you may consider me in your debt to the count of one item or service of equal or greater value than whatever booze you are able to provide!

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[Prefect is now sitting there drinking this vodka.]

Oh! So it does!

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Fairly certain that it is, Comrade. Someone left Vodka outside my door! Would you like some?

[no-left-arm.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure your warden doesn't want you having any alcohol. You know that?

Private

[i-hate-posses.livejournal.com]

Alright, Mister.

Private

[i-hate-posses.livejournal.com]

I'll see what I can do, Mister.

[yourunichase]

I've got a nearly full bottle of scotch.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

He doesn't mind as much as he suggests he does.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

...Is there anything in particular you'd like in exchange right now? Or would you like me to owe you something in the future?

Private

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Brother!

No, he won't offer the page

[no-left-arm.livejournal.com]

Huh.

Well, I would have thought otherwise.

[yourunichase]

Owe me in the future.

That's okay, Prefect knows that Sam doesn't approve.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

I drank for a year before he decided it was bad for me. If he was that concerned he would have stopped me sooner.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

As you wish, Sister!

[yourunichase]

Do you want me to drop it off, or do you wanna come pick it up.

He's already kind of drunk, soooo...

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

It might be best if you came to drop it off. If you don't mind.

Log or Spam?

[yourunichase]

Only if you fucking promise not to call me 'Sister.'

Where are you?

Spam would be lovely!

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Floor four, room fourteen.

I promise I won't call you 'Sister'.

Spam sounds like a plan!

[yourunichase]

[Parker moved to level four, keeping the bottle discreetly at her side. She was moving a bit more slowly then she otherwise might have, thanks to the fight with Hannah. If the bites didn't stop bleeding soon, she was going to have to seek medical help and she didn't want to do that.
When she found his door, she knocked quickly.]

Spamlicious! P.S. Are injuries visible at all?

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[Prefect opened the door, smiling immediately as he saw that it was the bringer of booze who had arrived at his door. He was holding a half empty bottle of vodka in his hand, and stepped aside quickly to let her in.]

Hello, Comrade.