[ At first, he wonders if this is just a vivid dream. He wakes up and finds himself laying on his back in what looks like a garden. If it is a dream, it's a nice one, at least for now. He'd been let out to help with that mission involving the motorcycle gang, and he's been out of that cell a few other times, but it's always fleeting and he can never fully enjoy it because he knows he'll be put back there eventually. Maybe it's really what he deserves, in the end, but as he stands up and brushes some grass off his jumpsuit, he can't help just savoring the smell out here, the fresh air, and the warmth of the sun on his skin. His eyes close as he just tilts his head upward for a moment, breathing it in.
This can't be a dream. It feels too good, too real. So that means he was let out for some reason. It makes no sense, though, because his sister would be with him. Did something happen to her? He looks around and spots a large building, deciding to at least start there. ]
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[ When he figures out how to use the device, there's a slightly panicked look in Roman's eyes. ]
Uh. Hello? I'm...I'm looking for my sister. Jane. She has to be here, I just don't know how to find her.
roman/ian kruger | blindspot
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