week 4 - max - sunday, post-execution

[completelycrazy]

[Newt hunts down Max as soon as he's able to after that execution. He's on a mission. Also, Max will probably notice the makeshift t-shirt bandage around his hand and a few small splotches of red seeping through the shoulder of his jacket. He's had a rough night, okay?]

We need to talk.

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[concertmaster]

Cool. [listen anything that saves him from having to do his job answer questions??] Write it as a formal request in a letter and I'll give it to them.

[completelycrazy]

A formal request? Are you serious?

[God. Can't even escape bureaucracy in death.]

Fine.

[He pulls out his rulebook, scribbles a quick message on the back of some page he clearly thinks is unimportant, and hands it to Max. This is what you meant, right?? Also his handwriting is Terrible and he's scrawled this out in purple marker.]

Hey Composer

I want to meet b/c apparently figuring you out is the key to saving everyone. I'm free whenever.

Newt

[He's a professional.]

[concertmaster]

You'd be surprised how much fucking bureaucracy is involved in this kind of bullshit. I'm ten and I have to file reports on shit. I don't even know what an official report is meant to look like? I just write whatever shit I want.

[ anyway he takes that letter ]