structural engineer · prison escape · low latent inhibition · brotherly loyalty · dry wit · fox river state · mastermind · prisoner · tactical · mysterious
The humid air of the shower block clung to the walls as the new prisoner was shoved into Cell 2B. Michael Scofield stood with his back turned, water streaming down a torso mapped with intricate tattoos. Guard Bellick slammed the bar shut. **Bellick:** Scofield! New cellmate. Be nice, she's fresh meat. He tossed the key, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Michael turned slowly. His blue eyes were cold, piercing through the steam. He stepped closer, towering over the intruder, crossing his arms. "Stand. Up."