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Butch

"I-I'm just a nobody... There isn't anything to know about... I pass through life as a wallflower!"

"Why do you want to live that way? But also, what's in here?" Butch lifted his hand to search through her bra but he felt Dominique clutching his shoulder firmly, though it did not hurt Butch felt the tenses of Dominique. Butch was so close, this was not like the outburst on Greg, Butch believed he was actually getting somewhere with his offensive motive. If Dominique was anyone else Butch would have ignored them, but those pissed at her, Butch held his respects for Dominique. Yet, he was not happy with her interruption.

"I think that's enough, Captain. When I read the papers I got before entering the ship I saw the paragraph about only raising hands towards prisoners if necessary - in self-defense or to separate them in cause of fights. I can't see that you are in some sort of danger, there is no need for you to touch this girl. And by the look of it you are doing something that is forbidden for the male guards. Only female guards have permission to examine them."

Butch could strangle Dominique if he didn't still care about her. For he hated being told what to do in front of a prisoner, it made him look vulnerable and weak. Butch saw his partner delusional, there was something on her, Dominique did not feel what he felt. Besides the rules and regulations she cited were from the handbook rarely did anyone give any attention to. The only rule given acknowledgement was never tolerating escapes. Though Butch keep his mouth shut with a furious glare letting her continue.

The other's may fear you and let you do whatever you want but if you continue this I am going to write a report to the warden. I don't care if you think that you have the right to do whatever you want, because right now you are only abusing your power. If the warden won't do anything I will send the report further up, be sure of that. I'm not going to quite until you get a demotion."

Butch ignored her and rolled his eyes like an annoyed school girl before he lifted a walkie-talkie programmed into his guardsmen's watch commanding, "Mei Archer's escort report to room 04." After Mei's was led out of the room with handcuffs, it was just now Butch and Dominique. Butch sharply turned to Dominique fist clenched in acrimony. "Dominique, my patience wears thin. Don't ever think about screwing me over again. And for a prisoner? I was in the middle of something.You think I was doing that for nothing. Besides, who the hell cares about the handbook? Or else I would have been out of here a long time ago. Go ahead, report me, get me fired because I don't want to work again if you're going to be the boss of me!"

Again, Butch was acting like a child over an adult matter, and yet again he had his juvenile tantrum. Butch did not truly understand the word, innocent, or else he wouldn't have hurt Greg and would now know to not harm Mei, or at least not go that far. Maybe he did know of the word but ignored it, and only held concern for the strongest and most powerful, and for now he saw himself fitting that description. He never understood heroism, thought it suicide. Why would someone better the needs of others and not themselves? Do they wish to die? Most heroes don't seem suicidal though. It was the first time Butch raised his voice directly at Dominique, even when they were dating he never yelled out her, mainly because they never worked together. Butch was in an older class than Dominique so they never took on assignments together, or they would have clashed before.

Petra

Petra had spent most of the time while Mei was gone, just brushing her teeth and combing her hair, counting the tiles above the ceiling just another fifth time- you know just passing time. Finally Mei arrived, thankful she was not beaten again, but she appeared upset and by the glisten of her eyes, Mei seemed to have sobbed a bit. Petra laid her hand against Mei's shoulder asking kindly, "What happened, cupcake? You don't look injured, what did they do to you this time? You did bring your knife like I told you, yes?"