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buywithmeAh-- I'm sorry I've not had a chance to make this announcement sooner, Comrades. Things have been... well, I'm sure you all know how things have been.
[Prefect's voice is a little raw right now, he's sitting on his bed, which is pushed up against the concrete wall of his cabin.]
I've been asked to act as interim warden for Edward Nygma until he's assigned someone permanently, so if there are any problems with his behavior, or if anyone has a problem with him that requires a wardens attention, then please let me know.
[He lifts a hand now, to rub it down over his eyes. He looks tired as hell.]
And-- I know after a port like that, this is probably a very foolish thing to ask, but Comrades, Brothers, Sisters... How are you all?
[The hand shifts around to cup on the back of his neck, and he stares at the communicator, his expression absent, if not unhappy.]
I know some people were able to help each other, while we were down there. Some people were just able to survive. There were a lot of things that I missed, or I couldn't focus on. So-- If anyone wants to talk about any of that, or... about anything at all? I'd be happy too.
Barron? Mr. Nygma? Please let me know how you're holding up?
[Private to Lua, maybe twenty minutes later]
WHY IS IT BACK IN MY ROOM?
[Prefect's voice is a little raw right now, he's sitting on his bed, which is pushed up against the concrete wall of his cabin.]
I've been asked to act as interim warden for Edward Nygma until he's assigned someone permanently, so if there are any problems with his behavior, or if anyone has a problem with him that requires a wardens attention, then please let me know.
[He lifts a hand now, to rub it down over his eyes. He looks tired as hell.]
And-- I know after a port like that, this is probably a very foolish thing to ask, but Comrades, Brothers, Sisters... How are you all?
[The hand shifts around to cup on the back of his neck, and he stares at the communicator, his expression absent, if not unhappy.]
I know some people were able to help each other, while we were down there. Some people were just able to survive. There were a lot of things that I missed, or I couldn't focus on. So-- If anyone wants to talk about any of that, or... about anything at all? I'd be happy too.
Barron? Mr. Nygma? Please let me know how you're holding up?
[Private to Lua, maybe twenty minutes later]
WHY IS IT BACK IN MY ROOM?
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Date: 2012-08-21 08:46 pm (UTC)[Prefect just about has time to say it before they're zipping off into the depths of the CES. He should really go after them, be a professional warden and everything, but he kind of doesn't have the energy right now.
Instead, he finds a particularly clean looking patch of grass, and has a little lie down.]
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Date: 2012-08-21 09:06 pm (UTC)So you got beat up?
[He folds onto the grass gracefully like barely being able to stand was part of the plan.]
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Date: 2012-08-21 09:40 pm (UTC)Not beat up, Comrade. I was... they were testing things on us.
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Date: 2012-08-21 10:11 pm (UTC)[His jaw grinds.]
I can do without getting smacked down to standard human again.
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Date: 2012-08-21 10:21 pm (UTC)Were your eyes all right?
Re: Spam
Date: 2012-08-21 10:28 pm (UTC)My sense of smell was shit, my endurance and strength were about ground level and I was trapped in a prison I should have broken in a day but my eyes were fine.
[He's actually snarling by the end.]
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Date: 2012-08-21 10:42 pm (UTC)Sometimes I think the ports here are deliberately designed to try and make us feel helpless, and I honestly have no idea why.
[He stops himself. Sometimes he honestly still thinks that the Admiral enjoys their suffering, and that is a bad thing to say to an inmate.]
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Date: 2012-08-21 10:47 pm (UTC)[Riddick resents the marquis, is trying to find a vulnerable spot to attack. He's also oddly possessive in ways he doesn't entirely understand, on a level where he goes with his gut instinct. And he is not happy.]
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Date: 2012-08-21 10:51 pm (UTC)[It could be Prefect's mantra, that the comfortable road is not the right one. He needs it tattooing under his eyelids sometimes, but it never stops being true.]
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Date: 2012-08-21 10:57 pm (UTC)Spam
Date: 2012-08-21 11:04 pm (UTC)[Asked automatically, because... it's the Marquis.]
And, I don't mean this, I mean the Barge in general. You don't get to feel safe here, but if you're a warden, then your first priority shouldn't be your own safety.
Re: Spam
Date: 2012-08-21 11:06 pm (UTC)[There's a lot more malice in his sarcastic sweetness than usual.]
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Date: 2012-08-21 11:10 pm (UTC)Did he survive?
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Date: 2012-08-21 11:31 pm (UTC)Spam
Date: 2012-08-21 11:40 pm (UTC)[Sorry Riddick, he knows he should be asking about your mental wellbeing, and he'll get there in a minute, it's just...
...the Marquis.]
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Date: 2012-08-21 11:58 pm (UTC)Spam
Date: 2012-08-22 12:00 am (UTC)Spam
Date: 2012-08-22 01:58 am (UTC)[And yet he sounds furious.]
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Date: 2012-08-22 02:13 am (UTC)Re: Spam
Date: 2012-08-22 02:22 am (UTC)Spam
Date: 2012-08-22 02:26 am (UTC)...It's a weird thing, being worried about your warden. The first time something happened to mine, and I had to try and help him, we didn't really actually like each other at all.
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Date: 2012-08-22 02:52 am (UTC)How about fuck you.
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Date: 2012-08-26 02:28 am (UTC)[Prefect falls quiet, and drops his arms back over his eyes. He doesn't have the energy to pick a fight over this. Riddick just wanted to run, and to take Renate out, and that's something he's entitled too without needing to share.]
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Date: 2012-08-26 02:30 am (UTC)[And hulk in his room like a gargoyle and eventually fall asleep on him because fuck this, he's tired of emotional bullshit, especially his emotions. ]
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Date: 2012-08-26 02:33 am (UTC)