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25 September 2005 @ 02:03 pm
Prison Break Fanfiction: Watching Football in the Pen  
Author: HalfshellVenus
Category: Vignette. Michael’s thoughts.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: none
Archive: ask first

Disclaimers: I don’t own “Prison Break” or any of its characters. However, I do know a good thing when I see it. Mmmm…
Summary: Pondering games and motivations

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Sitting in one of the clustered hard plastic chairs, Michael watched TV along with his fellow inmates. Patriots vs. Raiders. 3rd quarter.

The chairs were uncomfortable, but he’d gotten a feel for that now. No couches, no easy chairs. Not just to deny the prisoners comfort, but because if there was anything remotely desirable about a person, place or thing… it would be fought over. Count on it. The plastic chairs were uniformly basic, and they kept the peace.

Watching the game, Michael wondered what the other prisoners were thinking about it. Were they watching the parade of tight asses in those form-fitting white uniforms? He had to admit they’d caught even his notice before. For the men inside, sexual triggers seemed omnipresent.

Were they reliving their own moments as the quarterback, the lineman, the wide receiver, before their last big mistake finally got them in here? Remembering past glories? Regretting what they’d lost? Denying it all?

Or were they fixed on the tackling… the satisfaction of mowing down everything in your path, running roughshod over your enemy, pushing and shoving with unchecked aggression? This was the secret desire of most of the men, which surfaced with regularity into riots and backroom shiv attacks.

Michael knew that to succeed with his plan, he would have to understand the other prisoners better—how they thought, how they could be influenced, where they might surprise him.

But as he sat there, fighting the edginess that had now become part of his waking life, the idea was also occurring to him that in understanding them… he might become them.

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