And Now! A Motivational Moment with Fernando Sucre! ~ HQ #PrisonBreak #TheFinishLine #BPRP

*the radio turning left and right with a twist of his wrist, he exhaled a long breath through puffed cheeks, -- Rowan Fitzgerald

--his brows raised* Dunno. I mean, we might hear other guards, or Warden Pope giving orders. Just thought-- Rowan Fitzgerald

-- it'd be a good thing to have... *pausing for a beat, he met her eyes, uncertain, and reached back, -- Rowan Fitzgerald

--lifting his shirt* But I also got this. *bringing the Glock forward, his fingers wrapped around the weapon, -- Rowan Fitzgerald

--he held his palm out long enough for Rowan Fitzgerald to see, and carefully reached back, retucking it in the waistband of his --

--trousers* It's for protection, Rowan. I don't want you thinking I'd ever use it... not in a /bad/ way... Rowan Fitzgerald

*the look of disdain clear on his face, he shook his head* If there's one thing I can't stand it's people -- Rowan Fitzgerald

--who try to buy people. *shaking his head* I don't know who that is... *dropping to a crouch beside Rowan Fitzgerald, he reached into--

-- the packet, extracting a biscuit, munching thoughtfully* No one's answered yet. Maybe there's someone left in -- Rowan Fitzgerald

--the world who can't be bought. *gently bumping his shoulder to Rowan Fitzgerald's he angled his chin, warm smile on his face,--

-- and stretched out his leg, reaching deep into his front pocket* How you doin', Row? *returning to an upright -- Rowan Fitzgerald

--position, he closed his fingers around her wrist, turning her palm upright and dropped a bic lighter into her hand*-- Rowan Fitzgerald

-- Think you can waddle a bit more, Flammable Lemon? Rowan Fitzgerald

#Please #DontLetMeShootMyselfInTheFoot #OrAnywhereElse // #TheFinishLine ~ Pause Mariachi Mayem? I like it!

It... *fixed gaze on the radio, he recited the speaker's words, brows lifting in sudden realization* Bellick! Not... -- Rowan Fitzgerald

--Brad Bellick. The other one. *fingers closing in a circle, he held them up to his eyes* Bug eyes. -- Rowan Fitzgerald

--His brother, I think... *nodding, he bounced to his feet, peering through the tiny window -- Rowan Fitzgerald

--in the door, and swiveled back* Hudson's one of the good ones... *dropping to a crouch in front of Rowan Fitzgerald, he peered --

--hopefully up into her eyes* Do you think you can walk now, Rowan?Rowan Fitzgerald