Security at the Looney Bin

Redmond Hackermann 37 Security Guard at Thornewood Asylum | Searching for redemption, one step at a time |

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

Recovery

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

redmond-hackermann-securityguard:

Amelia was glad to see that it was Redmond who came through the door, though his face was tense with worry. When she had first woken up in the hospital, her immediate thought was to call Redmond, to let him know what had happened, and that she was okay-but the doctors had been hovering over her, hardly letting her do anything but eat and sleep, and of course, she was once again worried of crossing a line. As he sat down next to her, she gave him a reassuring smile. His words were rushed, worried, and as she went to reply, hoping to ease his mind, his lips suddenly pressed against hers, stopping the flow of words. The Warden felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her. She couldn’t help but notice how soft his lips were, and how safe she felt as he cupped her face in his strong hands. The feel of his mouth on hers was exciting, thrilling, but somehow natural all at once. As soon as she began to kiss him back though, Redmond pulled away, embarrassment coloring his dark skin. “Uh,” she said, a smile turning up the corner of her lips, trying to act calm, though she felt anything but. “A lot better actually….” Then deciding that she might as well go for it, she reached for his hand, intertwining her fingers between his. “Though you might have given my heart a bit of a start- luckily it’s doing fine. I promise. I’m fine..a little better than fine…I mean…” She shook her head, feeling a bit embarrassed herself.

[redmond-hackermann-securityguard]

  Redmond stared at the ground, feeling his face growing hotter. He couldnt believe he'd just done that. He'd realized he had feeling for the Warden a while ago, but he'd tried his hardest to not let them show, because he felt as though she would never feel the same way, and besides, he was just a lowly security guard after all. "I'm.... I'm so sorry", he began apologizing profusely, still staring at the ground, "I...uh....can....can we pretend that didn't happen...I dunno what I was thinkin'.....please, I...uh....oh god please don't fire me-". He stopped short as he felt Amelia take his hand, twining their fingers together, and slowly, he looked up, finally meeting her eyes. She didn't look angry, he thought.

"Well, I uh....I'm glad yer doin' better..... I tried to visit ya in the hospital but they wouldn't let me in because I wasn't family", he shook his head, feeling incredibly awkward. Maybe she was just trying to be nice? "Well...uh, if ya need anything, I'm here", he finished lamely, almost completely unsure what to say or do anymore. The feeling of her hand in his was extremely distracting, and he could still feel her lips on his.

[redmond-hackermann-securityguard]

Redmond Hackermann- Halloween Costume

James Bond

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

Recovery

Amelia sat in the infirmary bed, a little dazed. She had insisted that she be transferred from the hospital to Thornewood’s infirmary, where she would be more comfortable. After a day, they agreed, as long as she promised to remain in bed until at least Monday and not concern herself with work. Sighing, she rested her head on the pillow, closing her eyes for a minute. It wasn’t long after when a knock woke her from her daze. “Come in,” she called, trying to sound pleasant.

[redmond-hackermann-securityguard]

  Redmond hurried down the hall. He'd been on edge ever since he had heard the news about Amelia being in the hospital. Even though they'd said she would be okay, he'd still panicked, as though he couldn't truly believe it until he saw it. As soon as someone had told him that she had been transferred back to the Thornewood infirmary, he'd immediately dropped everything and was running to see her. Security could wait, he thought. 

Knocking, he didn't even pause to wait for an answer before he burst through the door, and as soon as he saw Amelia, he breathed a huge sigh of relief, that he had not even realized he'd been holding in. "Amelia!" In seconds, he crossed the room, sitting down next to her bed. "You're okay! I heard ya was in the hospital, I was freakin' out", he shook his head, still not entirely sure how he was able to form coherent sentences. Almost before he could even think about his action or realize what he was doing, he had leaned forward and was kissing her, his hands moving up to cradle her face gently. Maybe it was the fact that she had almost died, but he couldn't help it any more. Then, just as quickly as he'd done it, he pulled back, immediately feeling a rush of heat come to his face as his actions caught up with him, and he coughed awkardly, looking around. "Sorry, I...uh...that was stupid of me, um....how are you feeling?", he asked lamely, his heart pounding in his chest as he wondered if he was about to get fired. 

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

Overtime

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

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"Now dance moves I can fix," she said with a chuckle.  It wasn’t something Amelia spoke about often, but it was one of the things she would admit with pride. "I am a fantastic dancer." Her parents had made her take up various hobbies when she was younger, and the one of them that had stuck with her had been dancing. She shook her head, thinking about Cicero. "You might be right. We could always lock her in her room though…." There was a bit of a mischievous spark in the Warden’s eye, though she would never do that to anyone, not even to Cicero, who she greatly disliked. "Ah, no sense in wondering what could have been," Amelia said with a laugh.

The Warden was still in a slight daze from her sudden realization as Redmond’s coffee splashed over his tie. Quickly, she stood up, spotting a dishrag on the counter. “Don’t be sorry,” she replied, a bit of a grin on her face. “It’s not the first time I’ve heard ‘shit’” She watched as the guard tried to clean his tie and she couldn’t help but smile. How could she have been so oblivious to her feelings before? “Here,” she said, running the corner of the dishrag under some cold water. “Blot the tie with this. If that doesn’t work you can use a water and vinegar mix.” Sitting down, she handed the rag to Redmond. She had almost just reached out to blot the stain herself…but she was afraid that would be too close…too familiar. She might have feelings for the guard,but she had no idea how he felt. Perhaps she was simply his boss. Looking back up at him, her smile turned shy.

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"Really? That's awesome! You'll have to teach me sometime.....If yer up for the challenge, that is!", he chuckled. "I almos' wish my parents made us kids take up hobbies....we never really had much to do, probably why we ended up doin' some real dumb things", he shrugged, as though it weren't a big deal. He truly was trying to put that part of his life behind him. "But now, consequence is that the best I can do is flail 'round like a maniac an' call it dancin'", he joked. "Tempting, very tempting", Redmond agreed, pretending to stroke his chin thoughtfully, as though seriously considering it. "Gotta say though, to her credit, that girl is a fast runner, always escapin' the guards and hightailin' it outta there before we can nail her", he shook his head. "Almost makes ya admire that sorta dedication to causin' trouble....until ya remember that yer the one who's gotta deal with it in the end", he chuckled, shaking his head. 

Even though he'd just managed to look like a clumsy idiot in front of his boss, he couldn't help but smile anyways as she smiled-somehow she just seemed to have that effect on him. "That's good....at least ya heard that before, I'd have hated to spring something real bad like 'damn' on ya straightaway", he joked. "Oops, just slipped out", he pretended to cover his mouth. "Thanks", he took the cloth and began blotting at the coffee on his tie. At least it was just a uniform tie, and not one of his nice ones-he didn't have a lot of really nice clothes, so he would've been much more upset if it had been one of those. 

[dr-alex-quirk-deactivated201411]

The Return

[dr-alex-quirk-deactivated201411]

redmond-hackermann-securityguard:

"Hey! Redmond, wasn’t it? Security man." Quirk pretended to flex a muscle, just as he had done the first day they had met. He chuckled, "Yes, I suppose you’re right." He pretended to look shocked, "Never! I had a few personal things to attend to, back in Ireland, but I always planned on returning. It was the just time I was hazy about." He held out a hand to shake, "How’s Thornewood?"

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"Yeah, that's me!", Redmond chuckled, happy to be seeing a familiar face and he jokingly flexed his muscles, mirroring the man's gesture. "Still got it goin' on with security", he joked. "Well, it's good to see ya again.... I swear, we get so many people comin' in an' out, too many to keep track of!", he shook his head. "Hope the personal stuff weren't too bad". He shrugged. "Well, the patients are still constantly tryin' to bring down the house in the worst way, but ya'd be surprised, things are actually a little calmer than they were before, a few less fires, incidents, ya know! Might be in part because o' this new Doctor we got, this scary stern lady, she been really crackin' down, almost puttin' me outta a job here!", he shook his head, smiling, thinking of Dr. Sophia. He'd heard many complaints about the rest of the security staff, and it just made him try to work more dilligently , so no one would ever have reason to complain about him. He always did try and do his job, now probably more so than he had when he'd started.

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

Overtime

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

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Amelia laughed, looking up to notice that Redmond seemed a bit nervous…but she was too…and she wasn’t sure why. The two of them had spent plenty of time together. At work they bumped into each other frequently, and they’d even been out to dinner once. The Warden admired and respected the guard, and considered him one of her best friends. She was comfortable around him…so why was she nervous too? She was shaken from her thoughts as Redmond began to sing softly, and the Warden smiled. “If they do, we’ll have to go,” she insisted. “I think Thornewood could survive without the two of us for a night.” Thinking back Amelia remembered the firs time she’d met the guard. “Didn’t Cicero Cortez steal your doughnuts that first day?” She smiled slightly, “I couldn’t have been mean to someone who’d just had something important,  like doughnuts, taken so callously from them,” she joked along. As his hand squeeze hers, Amelia felt something in the bit of her stomach. Biting her lower lip, she smiled, a blush on her cheeks from what he had just said. No one talked as kindly to her as Redmond did.

Staring into his eyes, Amelia found herself almost lost in them. Her heart was beating unevenly, and that’s when it hit her. She noticed that he was leaning in slightly…and she was too. She was falling for him. The realization hit her like a ton of bricks. Just then, the coffee maker dinged. Amelia blinked a few times as Redmond handed her the coffee cup. She nodded her thanks, taking a sip, though it was hot. She liked Redmond, of course she did. How could she not? He was funny, he was kind, he was working so hard to better himself, but not only that made her feel confident, strong, and important. No one, not her husband, not even Essie, had ever made her feel that way. “Thank you,” she mumbled softly, “For the coffee..”

[redmond-hackermann-securityguard]

  Redmond tried to shake off his nervousness. There was no reason to be nervous around Amelia, was there? Of course not. After all, he hadn't been nervous when he'd first met her, had he? In fact, he recalled being kind of worried afterwards that he'd made a bad first impression because of his grumpier attitude back then, and he really had wanted to keep the Thornewood job......(or really, just any real job for the first time in his life). He nodded in agreement, "Yeah, that would be fun! Ya might have to put up with some of my terrible dance moves if we do though....if ya think ya can handle that!", he joked. "Oh yeah!", he recalled, shaking his head, but smiling as he did so. "Well, rememberin' that though.... I dunno if Thornewood could manage without us....who knows what Cicero Cortez might steal in our absence?", he joked. "Yeah, those donuts...I still miss them", he pretended to sniff emotionally, putting a hand over his heart in mock sadness. "I wonder, every day, how my life might have been different if I'd actually eaten any of 'em!", he reached over to take his own cup of coffee as the machine dinged.

Redmond swallowed hard. He'd had kind of a mini-crush on Amelia since the beginning, because she was obviously very attractive, but he'd never had any real interest in her...or so he'd though....since she was his boss, and old Redmond, before he'd been changed by Thornewood, had mentally rolled his eyes at the idea of someone being genuinely nice enough to start a mental hospital to help young people. But now he was realizing, maybe there had been something there, s ome feelings, for a while, but now, it was too strong to ignore. They'd just crept up on him, as he'd gotten to know Amelia better, and seen more and more of her real personality, the side that wasn't just the purely professional one.  It was hard to stop looking at her, but he didn't want to stare and he reached down and took a sip of his coffee. "Oh, any time! I got lots of coffee!", he smiled, but his hand shook slightly, and he accidentally spilled some coffee on his tie. "Ouch! Shit!!", he swore, almost dropping his coffee, but managing to put it down, feeling slightly embarrassed at his clumsiness, and for swearing in front of Amelia. "Sorry", he muttered, awkwardly trying to look down at clumsily trying to dab at the coffee spill. Great, he thought, he probably looked like a total idiot right now. Great impression to be making.

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

Overtime

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

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Amelia smiled at another thing that they had in common. The Warden adored music of any kind. It’s what kept her sane most of the time. “All of them,” she admitted with a shy grin. Though most of the time Amelia didn’t look the type, she actually really enjoyed rock music. There was something to be said to loosing yourself in exciting guitar riffs and loud drums. She nodded, humming to herself as Redmond turned on the music. ‘Living on a Prayer’ was one of her favorites, but she was almost too nervous to sing out loud. It was strange for the Warden to feel so many butterflies in her stomach, though she was an anxious person by nature, there was something about Redmond…she’d never felt so comfortable around someone and yet so nervous at the same time. As he began to talk about his dog, she looked back up. “I think that’s a beautiful name.” As Redmond sat down, a blush rose to Amelia’s cheeks. “Still, you’re always so nice to me…and I appreciate it so much.” Carefully, the blonde put her hand on top of Redmond’s, feeling slightly brave for a moment.”You’re wonderful…really.”

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"Really? Dang, ya got good taste, that's for sure.... You just got like, ten times cooler in my book!", he chuckled. "Not that ya ain't cool already, but...well...ya can't go wrong with rock", he scratched his head nervously, not meaning to have repeated himself, and was afraid he'd sounded like a total idiot. He smiled as he heard her humming along to the music. "Whoa, halfway there, whoooa, livin' on a prayer", he sang along quietly, nodding his head to the tune. "I love these guys.... Always wanted to see 'em live, I sure hope they come through Seattle on a tour sometime soon". He had always wanted to go to more concerts, but he'd never been able to afford to. He was partially afraid that he was babbling, but was also wondering why he was even worried. He and Amelia were just friends, right? "Well hey, you were nice to me first!", he argued playfully, "I mean, ya hired me, and ya didn't yell at me when I first walked in, I mean, it woulda been a real jerk thing to do to just be mean after all that", he joked. It was how he always dealt with situations when he felt awkward or too serious-by trying to crack jokes.  "And hey.....you're probably the kindest, most caring person I know. Ya deserve for people to be nice to ya", he smiled, meaning it. He felt a tingle as her hand crept over his, and, hoping he wasn't going too far, squeezed her hand gently, , smiling and looking down at the table. 

He'd always respected Amelia-she was a strong, powerful woman, and his boss, but as they'd become friends, it had started to go beyond that. She was also an incredibly nice, kind, caring person, and he greatly enjoyed spending time with her. She was also extremely beautiful, and probably the first person in years to  make a real impact on Redmond's life. And now, here she was, sitting in his kitchen, holding his hand, less than a foot away from him. He'd almost started to lean in closer, and potentially do something really stupid...after all, there was no she'd like him-he was just a security guard, an employee...but that was when the coffee machine dinged, and Redmond reached over to get the cup and hand it to Amelia, his heart pounding so loudly he was almost afraid she would hear it.

[dr-alex-quirk-deactivated201411]

The Return

"Ahhh. It’s good to be back."

[redmond-hackermann-securityguard]

Whistling quietly to himself, Redmond turned as he heard the man. "Hey there Doctor! Been a while, ain't it?", he smiled, remembering Dr. Quirk. "I suppose if ya ain't a patient, comin' back here ain't too bad. And here, I thought ya just abandoned us!", he chuckled, walking forward and clapping the man on the back in greeting.

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

Overtime

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

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Amelia smiled, realizing that they had something in common, even if it was just a love of coffee. The two of them were very different, with very different backgrounds, but the Warden couldn’t help feeling a kinship with him. Chuckling, she stepped into Redmond’s room, butterflies entering her stomach. Looking around the room, a small smile turned the corner of her lips. “A music lover?” she asked, pointing out the posters. Taking a seat at the table, she sat her bag down, and nodded, “Oh, it’s no problem at all.  I can’t wait to meet her.” Amelia said. “Sweet and milky,” the blonde said. “I really appreciate you doing this Redmond. I really am more productive with coffee in my system.”

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Redmond felt surprisingly self-conscious as she entered the room behind him, but he tried not to show it. It was the first time she'd ever been into his rooms at Thornewood, and he was almost paranoid that they would give a bad impression, though he wasn't sure why he was so worried. "Definitely!", he answered, grinning as she noticed the posters. He'd always been a huge music fan-music was the one thing that had always stayed the same throughout his whole life. Through the drugs, the gangs, the crimes, and the violence...it had always been there for him. He sometimes wished he could play an instrument, but had never had the chance to learn. "Can't go wrong with a bit of classic rock... Bon Jovi, the Stones, the Beatles. Ya listen to any of 'em?", he asked. "Here, do ya mind?", he reached out towards the CD player on his counter, turning it on. Bon Jovi's 'Livin' on a Prayer' began to play quietly in the background. He hoped the music might help stop him from being so nervous. He didn't know why he was so nervous all of a sudden. Maybe it was because Amelia was sitting in his kitchen, and even without her professional clothes or makeup on, she still looked beautiful to him. "Yeah...she's a real good dog... I got her from the pound, poor thing was gonna be put down if no one adopted her", he shook his head. "She's a Siberian husky-name's Laika. 'Parently that's Russian for 'Husky'. Maybe it ain't the most creative name, but better than 'Rover' or 'Fido' at least!", he chuckled. "Sure thing!", he moved to get several mugs, and turn on the machine before sitting down as well. "Anytime! Really, I can't see how some people can function without coffee", he agreed.

[charlie-malloy-thornewood-deact]

redmond-hackermann-securityguard:

Charlie decided he would do the circuit of the halls before lunch, and wandered along with Bluebell on a lead. She was lagging slightly behind. He watched carefully as a situation was being diffused just along from his room, automatically cautious of the hostility and straightening himself slightly, his mind instinctively withdrawing.

He wondered where people got the alcohol from. He thought it would be nice occasionally. Another small annoyance about being here, he was an adult, but small all the same.

He squeezed past the situation, scooping up the cat and smiling briefly at Redmond.

[redmond-hackermann-securityguard]

Redmond honestly didn't like having to be a disciplinarian, but that didn't mean he wasn't prepared to do his job if it came down to it. After confiscating the patient's can of beer, and getting their information so that he could report it to their Doctor and write it in his security report, he turned with a sigh, nearly bumping into Charlie. "Oh, hey Charlie, how ya doin'?", he asked, smiling at the man. "Just dealin' with some more rule breakin', as ya can see. I should probably be thankin' you though, since you been here way longer an' still ain't never presented a security problem", he joked, glad the bad situation was over for now.

[abcdefuckyoutoo]

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Arielle was on her way back to her room from the kitchen when she stopped to look at a piece of wallpaper that was peeling. At first when she heard someone shout she figured it was to someone else and continued to tug lightly at the wallpaper for a moment before finally looking over to the guard. “Uh. I got it from the kitchen.” she mumbled, holding up the can and moving her fingers to reveal the soda label. 

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Taking a closer look, Redmond realized that it wasn't actually a can of alcohol in the girl's hand, and he was a bit embarrassed to find that he'd just yelled at her over a can of soda. "I'm real sorry Miss, didn't mean to yell at ya..... Just...from over there, that can of soda looked like....well, a can of something else", he chuckled lightly in embarrassment, straightening his uniform slightly. "I just been dealin' with a lotta patients doin' things they shouldn't lately. Had to confiscate vodka from a couple of level twos this mornin'. I don't even know how they got it, but they were stupid enough to be drinkin' it out in the open an' everything..... but I ain't gonna confiscate a can of soda.....unless you're plannin' on doin' somethin' dangerous with it", he joked.

[tracey-madison]

redmond-hackermann-securityguard:

Tracey held up her hands (can of tea in one hand), her eyes wide as she turned around. It was a deer in the headlights moment when she saw the dark skinned man yelling at her. 

"Uh…" she said. "I’m not allowed to have what?" she asked, eyes shifting as she tried to figure out what the man was on about. 

[redmond-hackermann-securityguard]

Upon closer look, Redmond was relieved to see that the woman's beverage was just a can of tea, and not alcohol. "I'm sorry Miss", he apologized, running a hand over his head. "I just been dealin' with patients an' contraband all mornin', and I saw ya with that can an' from over there, it kinda looked like a beer, and I was just gettin' to the end of my rope", he admitted, shaking his head.

"But hey, ya mean ya ain't heard 'bout the hospital's new tea ban yet? I mean, it's such a dangerous substance, 'bout time really.Get with the program!", he couldn't help but joke, feeling rather relieved that he wasn't about to have to deal with another patient who had contaband.

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

Overtime

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

redmond-hackermann-securityguard:

Amelia laughed out loud as Redmond pretended to twirl his non-existent   mustache. The Warden was rarely the giggling type, but there was something about the Guard that made Amelia lower her walls. She couldn’t help but smile and laugh when he was around. He made her happy.  Though she knew that the paper work on her desk desperately needed attention the thought of a cup of coffee and a nice chat with Redmond sounded much better then diving into work immediately. “I think I’ll take you up on that coffee offer now. I’m in a much better mood when I’m caffeinated.” Pulling her bag back on he shoulder, she gestured for the Guard to lead the way. “That’s true,” Amelia agreed, though she wished many of them could see the opportunity they were being given. Chuckling along, she shook her head. “I guess that’s how it’s always going to be. We can’t make everyone behave.”

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"Me too..... I gotta admit, I tend to pretty much be a zombie in the mornings before I get my coffee", Redmond admitted with a chuckle, starting towards his rooms. It was funny...he was already smiling, but somehow, seeing Amelia looking so happy seemed to make him unable to stop.  Before he'd come to Thornewood, he'd usually been a pretty grumpy sort of guy, but now, that side of him didn't seem to come out as much. "That's true. But then, sometimes it helps to think 'bout the kids who do behave. Makes ya feel better knowin' that you're at least intimidating enough to some of 'em to keep 'em in line", he joked. Reaching his door, he took out his keys and unlocked it, holding it open for Amelia, feeling a bit relieved that he'd taken the time to clean up last night, so the place was in relatively good shape. He didn't really own a lot of stuff, but he did have a few classic rock posters on the wall, and some pretty nice antique furniture that he had (looking back he now felt bad about it) stolen years ago. He headed into the kitchen to turn on the coffeemaker. "Oh, and thanks so much for sayin' I could keep my dog here....my buddy's bringin' her up this weekend!", he smiled, pulling out the coffee supplies. "So how do ya like your coffee?", he asked, offering her a seat at the table.

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

Overtime

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

redmond-hackermann-securityguard:

Amelia shook her head in agreement. She did spend the majority of her time at Thornewood, but in all honestly, there wasn’t much else to her life. She had very few friends, and her house was so large and empty it sometimes depressed her. “Ah, you know my weakness,” the Warden said with a grin. Saying that she loved coffee was a slight understatement, she couldn’t live without it. “That would be perfect actually. I’m feeling very under caffeinated at the moment.” Chuckling at his salute, Amelia thought to herself that Redmond was really quite handsome. “Very true,” she responded, “There will always be a handful of patients who will never take us seriously.

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Redmond chuckled. "Weakness? I'll keep that in mind.....be glad I ain't the kinda guy to take advantage of that!", he joked, rubbing his hands together like a cartoon villain and pretending to smirk and twirl an invisible mustache. "Great! I can make ya a cup now, or after ya finish your paperwork, up to you", he offered, smiling, feeling excited at the prospect of spending some more time with Amelia, especially since he hadn't even expected to see her at all today. "Well hey, that's their choice...if they wanna spend the rest of their lives in here, well, up to them. Only so much we can do", he shrugged. "But hey, I will sa-if they think you' gonna put 'em in isolation, they do behave....for 'bout five minutes, until ya leave" he chuckled.

[redmond-hackermann-securityguard]

Redmond was patrolling the halls, doing another one of his rounds. He sighed to himself. The patients never seemed to learn--he'd just confiscated some contraband alcohol from a few level two's and he was on the lookout for more-he knew drinking happened, but the patients were just so blatant about it, like they were rubbing it in their faces what they could get away with. Turning a corner, and seeing what looked like yet ANOTHER patient drinking, his patience was slightly worn thin. "Hey! Hand that over, ya know ya ain't allowed to have that in here!"

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

Overtime

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

redmond-hackermann-securityguard:

Amelia softly smiled and placed her hand on Redmond’s arm, giving it a kind squeeze. He was always the first person to offer any help, and once again the Warden realized just how lucky she was to have him as a friend. “I think I’ll be okay. I don’t plan on staying very long…just a few hours. Besides, I don’t want to take you away from your job.” Though Amelia sounded confident, in the back of her mind she couldn’t help but wish that she could spend the time with Redmond, as she truly enjoyed his company. Blushing at his compliment, the blonde looked down at her feet momentarily. “Thank you,” she said looking back up, a shy grin set on her lips. “You look pretty nice yourself,” Amelia said before she could stop herself. “I’ve always be a fan of a man in uniform.”  

[redmond-hackermann-securityguard]

"Well I hope it don't take ya too long...ya deserve to have a nice, relaxing day off...ya already do so much 'round here", Redmond smiled, truly wishing there was more he could do, but figuring that at the very least, maintaining security could at least make her job a little easier. "If ya got time later though, maybe you'll at least let me make ya a cup of coffee or somethin'? Ya look like ya could use some, and I do happen to have an excellent coffee machine", he grinned, referencing the gift she'd given him last Christmas. He chuckled at her comment, feeling a small thrill of pride. "At your service!", he preteded to salute her. "I gotta say, nothin' like a uniform to make ya feel professional.....  Pity it still ain't enough to make some of the patients take ya seriously though", he joked.

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

Overtime

[amelia-anderson-thornewood-deac]

redmond-hackermann-securityguard:

“Redmond,” Amelia surprised voice rang out as he reached out to correct her balance, “I’m so sorry.” Immediately the blonde went to run a hand through her hair, forgetting that it was up in a bun. Frowning, she place her hands back down, “Everything’s fine. I just had some paper work I needed to finish up. This week has been kind of busy. I’ve been spending more time with patients and less time in my office.” Looking back at him, she gave him a reassuring smile, taking in his professional appearance and comparing it to her own. “I didn’t have time to do my hair today,” she said laughing slightly, feeling somewhat embarrassed to be seen looking so casual at work.

[redmond-hackermann-securityguard]

"No worries", Redmond chuckled, wondering why she seemed a little nervous. "I know ya been real busy lately, and if there's anythin' I can do to help... I dunno much 'bout paperwork, but maybe I could help ya out with filin' or sortin' or something?", he offered, hoping there might be something he could do to take some stress off the Warden. "So? Ya look great anyway though!", he smiled. And she did-Redmond had always thought that the Warden was a very beautiful woman, and she was no less beautiful even when she wasn't as put together as she usually was. He worried for a second that she might think he was hitting on her or something, but hoped she'd know he wasn't. Redmond would never have dared to make any sort of move on her, in part because she was his boss, but also because he knew he was just a lowly security guard, and though he greatly enjoyed Amelia's company, he knew there was probably no point in ever hoping for more than just friendship.