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Who: Sen & Mutou
When: Morning
Where: Warden's Office
What: Meeting about work
Rating: G

Sen ran a hand through dark locks, letting out a soft sigh. He'd received clearance to visit with the new warden and was now making his way to the office on Level 2, escorted by an armed guard.

He'd previously been working as a secretary for the last warden - the work wasn't hard - filing, letter writing, making tea and coffee - but Sen enjoyed it more than most of the jobs on Level 3. He wasn't sure whether the position would still be open to him now the new warden had taken over.

He smoothed down his tshirt as he stood outside the office door, feeling a little nervous. He didn't know much about this new warden Travis Mutou apart from the few things he'd told them on his arrival.

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Travis neatly set aside the file on top of the others, glancing up at a light knock on his office door. Ah, he knew who that must be. He debated going around and answering it but decided against it. There was an intimidation factor, afforded by his position behind his desk, that he wasn't willing to forgo yet.

"Come in."

Behind his wire-rimmed glasses, assessing dark eyes took the immediate measure of the young man who stepped inside. Nervous, wary, but proud. Travis liked the combination very much. The proud ones were always the most fun.

He'd taken note of this one immediately upon arrival, Owari Sen. Of course he'd noticed him, Sen wasn't just beautiful, he was also the only other Japanese in the prison. And Travis made it a point to always take note of such things.

"Owari Sen. Come, sit down." He smiled benevolently and gestured to the chair in front of his large desk.

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He took a deep breath, mentally counting to three before exhaling, preparing himself for the worst. Walking into the office he had come to know quite well the atmosphere was completely different. He swallowed hard, raising his eyes from the floor to meet the warden's out of courtesy.

Sen glanced around the room, before taking a seat in the chair pointed out to him. He brushed his hand through his hair once more, pushing lengthy bangs out of almond eyes for a moment, before letting them fall back into place.

"... Warden Mutou..." He murmured, addressing the other male.