[right][h1][color=820000]MY-1801-FJ – Felix Jones[/color][/h1][/right][right][b]Location:[/b] Yellow Ward [/right]
[right][b]Interaction:[/b] [@Asesina], [@duskshine749] [/right]
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1801 shook his head when asked whether he knew what was going on, he'd been hoping the red ward would have had that information himself. The fact that there apparently weren't any other red wards around either was concerning, if anyone could have done this they'd probably have been in the red or maybe yellow wards, but that didn't seem to be the case. 

He had seen Sam emerge with frost or something similar formed around his hand, so whatever he did probably didn't include making people disappear or messing with lights. In any case, even as socially clueless as he was 1801 had been around long enough to have an idea of the ways people tended to act after making big displays of power, accidental or intentional, and neither of his fellow inmates seemed to fit the bill.

1801 noticed his fellow yellow ward signing something, he was pretty sure he'd seen her making similar gestures before and had gotten the impression it was how she communicated, but he hadn't paid enough attention to know for sure. The first sign he wasn't about, was she saying she couldn't breathe... he wrenched his mind away from that line of thought, he already felt on the verge of freaking out as it was. 

The second sign was significantly easier for him to interpret, it looked like she was saying she wanted to write something. Eger to help 1801 quickly ran back to his room across the hallway, grabbing a notebook and a fist full of stationary. It didn't occur to 1801 that he might have misinterpreted the sign or that the book was half full of his working for a variety of subjects until in less than neat handwriting until he was already offering the book up.

Suddenly feeling self-conscious he decided that it was a good time to shift the focus back to their names. "I'm 1801," he said, sounding out each number, then remembering Sam had provided the other kind of name he added, "Or, um- Felix?" He hadn't intended for it to come out sounding like a question but didn't quite have the confidence to give the seldom-used name in any other way.