#marcus01

[veritydedominicis]

closed starter for @marcuswest​ // location: car repair shop

She didn’t know anything about cars. But she knew enough to figure that smashing just about anything under the hood would do the trick for a trip to the mechanics’. From there, all it took was finding a hammer, closing her eyes, and taking a blind swing. 

The employee that greeted her at the entrance took one look and seemed to freeze in place with his jaw dropped to the ground. “How did you — I mean —” he made a choked sound, “we can try our best to fix it, but—” He glanced at the car again and got misty eyed, likely getting emotional at the damage to the G-Wagen.

“No.” His head whipped back at the sound of her answer, flat and succinct. There was no way she had damaged a two hundred thousand dollar car just to get it fixed by a man that looked like Dwight Shrute as a thumb. “I want...” her gaze scanned the garage before landing on the head of light brown hair that belonged to one Marcus West, “him.” 

[jonahyeoman-blog]

Fall in Line

@oh-marcus

After around two weeks on the island and just a few times meeting people, something interesting was finally happening. The guards had come down to the cells and had - confirming a suspicion he had - overridden the need for manual finger print entry, and opened each door to the cell block.

People seemed nervous, or intrigued, and fell in line as orders were called out by a member of security to form up and follow the officers - how did they get away with calling themselves that here? - and proceeded into a sizable courtyard, where they were asked - told - to form a straight line. Another guard was calling out names. 

“It’s like a fire drill at school,” Jonah said to someone next to him. He didn’t see Valeryia anywhere though. He did hear some whispers that they were cleaning the cells, and some gossiping about possible security threats that made the guards bring them out of the pens. 

“You know, I spoke with the Head of Security about the amenities available here,” Jonah said, “Maybe she listened and we’re finally going to get some time out of the cells? I dunno about you but I really do need a bit more exercise than we were getting down there.” Mind you if they  asked him to drop and give them twenty, he might start grousing a bit...