10-11-2011, 04:21 AM
[Oh, that's not sucky. xD I'll give ya somethin' to post about. :D]
A sick, crackling noise reverberated through Derek's head as his jaw hit the grey, unforgiving concrete of the prison cafeteria's floor. He had just been flung halfway across the room, and with the face-first landing, he wasn't faring well. He figured he'd broken multiple bones in the fall, judging by his inability to get up, and his frailty left him wide open for another assault from the other prisoner. Derek was sure he would've died in a moment's notice had guards not rushed he scene. Next thing he knew, he was rolled onto a stretcher and was on his way through the prison carried by two handlers and accompanied by a guard. All he was able to see from where he lay was the ceiling- the same throughout - the same cold concrete as the floor with the occasional dim, ancient lighting fixtures.
It was not long before they arrived at the infirmary, where he was placed onto the cot they had for those criminals who were not considered a direct threat to the nurses and doctors of the facility. The guards who had escorted him alerted the nearest nurse, a beautiful blond woman that sat in the office section of the room, then left the room. Derek lay there quietly, staring up at the ceiling intently as he thought over the brawl that had just happened. It was more of a beating really, Derek couldn't have hoped to measure up to the other guy's strength. He may be known for theft of the highest degree, but violence wasn't his forte.
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