[ voice ]

[hostage]

[He's so bored, he can't take it anymore. Asking for trouble, maybe, but there's all kinds of excitement he's missing with the new arrivals, and he's not used to missing out on it. He keeps the video feed off, unlike usual, because both his cell and he himself are a mess. His voice is only slightly hoarse, recovering from a first week in custody that was spent screaming.]

So what's the deal with all you new guys? Usually I do this in person but I'm, uh, a little tied up right now. Anyway, lemme hear it. Where you from? Whatcha usually get up to? How you feeling about being in this skanky shithole up on the moon?

Hope the rest of you guys didn't leave 'em starving.

Comments

[ text ; private ]

[reassures]

Lisbeth told me you're tied in red tape.

[hostage]

Network Error: User cannot receive private messages.

[reassures]

[...huh. She's actually a little surprised that they thought to block private messages. Unless Jesse was just ignoring her, which was always a possibility.]

Lisbeth told me you're tied in red tape.

[go go c/p]

voice;

[payback]

How are you doing?

[hostage]

Ah, you know. Still kicking.

text;

[doubleoohbaby]

I hear you usually hand out cookies.

[hostage]

Usually yeah

text

[hyanaimne]

[she sees the arguments up above, but isn't jumping into that, per say. At least, not here]

"Skanky shithole". Very accurate, that.

[hostage]

Cannot fucking wait to get off this rock

video;

[bloodthirsts]

I did pop by the observatory and saw there were cookies out.

[Yes this is a priority to confirm for Jesse.]

We might not be up here much longer.

[hostage]

Yeah? That's good.

You got any idea what happens with me whenever we're, uh... Not. Here.

Voice

[changeitroundsome]

[Carol was so helpful in teaching him how to use this thing. It makes stalking people so much easier]

There are worse places a fella could be, but much obliged by your concern all the same.

[Subtly avoiding all of Jesse's questions to ask his own] Tied up? There been some kind of trouble I should know about? I'd hate to be in the dark if I need to be on my guard against something.

[Tell him everything, Jesse]

[hostage]

Well, I guess most people 'round here are gonna tell you I'm the trouble you oughta know about. But 'least I wasn't part of no mutiny. Bunch of assholes shut down the whole base and I come out this the bad guy for helping stop 'em.

You wanna do the honors of counting down before Sonya jumps in here and starts yapping?

text

[freezerburned]

funnily enough the world keeps turning without you

[hostage]

Good

text;

[alittlesweptup]

Can we have some kind of flag on the network to mark out when posters are irreparably dodgy? I'd hate for anyone to think this prick has good intentions

[hostage]

Yeah good idea people got to be warned about you

video;

[the_human]

I'm not new, but I could tell you stories and junk, if you want. Or I could come by, maybe? Do you get visitors? Anything you need.

[hostage]

They ain't letting kids near me.

What stories you got?

voice;

[ensorceler]

I fear I near did. Are you angry?

[hostage]

'course I'm not angry.

voice.

[selfequipped]

I'm a superhero.

[There's a beat, and she knows she sounded almost smug, but it's an eyecatching statement. Or ear-catching. That works.]

Okay, there's more than that. I'm Kate Bishop. As for the whole moon thing? Not bad. Not as cheery as my last stay, though. Not that I'm faulting that or anything. I'm ready for anything.

[hostage]

Another superhero, huh.

[To think, it used to make him so happy, meeting all of his comic book heroes. Now he just wonders which one of them is coming to ruin his life next, now that Steph's finished her work on him.

Ironically:]

Nice meeting you, Kate. I'm Jesse Pinkman, Exsilium's scariest supervillain.

voice

[mallarkey]

[ There's a couple of moments of just dead air before he speaks, just a little bit warily: ]

Well... good to hear you're still in one piece. Tied up literally?

those keywords

[hostage]

Ah, nah. Thank god. They didn't handcuff me, just locked me up.