[color=0072bc]"Hm?"[/color] Joshua looked sideways to look at Nancy as she mentioned grilled chicken day. Yes, that was today wasn't it? It was probably the closest thing the inmates had to a calendar since they weren't given any. You know, since they might use it as a weapon against them. Sometimes Joshua wonders what kind of ideas flow through the people who make the rules. Elizabeth was given paper and crayons, but not a calendar? It just makes you wonder.

Before he could reply to what she said, she had changed the subject. The subject being Sasha Belov, a patient who had arrived about a year prior to now. He was a Russian mercenary, believed to be part of a group that worked for the American government. One mission went wrong and he was almost sent to prison but was bailed out by the government. And now, here he was. In a place probably worse than a prison.

[color=0072bc]"I know of him, yes. But he doesn't fall under my jurisdiction whenever he needs to take his meds."[/color] Joshua replied. He knew that he should be thankful to whatever god was out there when he wasn't assigned to Sasha's sector. Sure, he would patrol there but not when he had to take his medications. [color=0072bc]"A lot of my co-workers talk about him though. Him and his hatred for medications are a cause of headache for them."[/color] And other muscle pains considering how much he resists.

[color=0072bc]"Weird ideas like?"[/color]

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