[identity profile] dr-damon.livejournal.com
WHO: Damon, Leon
WHAT: Damon needs a favor
WHEN: Lunch break
WHERE: Break room
RATING: PG (mention of rape)

You took my----- Brigdet shopping, didn't you? )
[identity profile] rpd-dropout.livejournal.com
who: Bridget and Leon
where: Break Room
when: before guard change, past noon
warnings: none. Tame here.

[identity profile] rpd-dropout.livejournal.com
..Who.. : Leon and Mutou
..What.. : Going for Drinks and Corruption
..Where.. : Staff Room ; Bar . Mutou's house
..When.. : Afternoon into Evening
..Warnings.. : 100% Pure Grade A Smut Ahead. XXX

[identity profile] rpd-dropout.livejournal.com
Who: Leon
What: Taking a break
Where: Level 2, Staff Room
Interactions: Anyone would be fun ...
Rating: G for Harmless.

Leon, rarely if ever ... took a break from his job ... )
[identity profile] rpd-dropout.livejournal.com
Who -- Mutou and Leon
What -- Meeting and ... Discomfort?
Where --- Warden's Office
When --- Morning
Warnings --- Some nudity and sexual innuendo. Pretty basic stuff round here.

[identity profile] rpd-dropout.livejournal.com
Who: Muraki and Leon
What: Leon's injured
Where: Infirmary
When: Morning.
Warnings: Molestication

[identity profile] dive-in-deep.livejournal.com
Who: Sen, Leon
What: A chance meeting
Where: Sen's cell
When: Morning
Warnings: None

Leon had been studying the rule books and guard manuals )
[identity profile] rpd-dropout.livejournal.com
Who: Leon = Open
What: Patrol
Where: Cell Block
When: Early Afternoon
Warnings: none really.

It was his first day on this new assignment, but already he was seeing the President's perks. He was allowed to wear his own outfit, carry his own weapons, and roam as he pleased. He wore his black BDU pants and black muscle shirt, his tactical belt and strap filled with his healing kit, his beretta, his butterfly knife, his regulation pistol, his taser, and a baton. His badge sat low on his hip. He wore black military boots as well. he swept his slightly dull copper hair out of his eyes and looked around as he walked along the cells.

"So ... this is where i'm stationed. Heh. At least I won't have to deal with any more las plagas ..."

He hadn't met the warden or the chief of guard yet, and really wasn't looking forward to it, either. He could already hear the catcalls he was getting. But, unlike most of these guards. he wasn't one to back down. He'd been through worse than these lil punks could ever have gone through.

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