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[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.

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[reassures]

[She's pretty sure he's the one spouting bullshit, but whatever.]

What is the prison system like here?

[hostage]

They threaten you with a bunch of shit just to fuck with you, then lock you up for as long as they fucking feel like without pressing formal charges, and even if you do what they want then they don't let you go so I guess don't bother with doing what they want is my professional advice

[reassures]

That sounds like the prison system everywhere else.

That makes you sound like a professional criminal.

[hostage]

Not like this where I come from

You can only be in custody 24 hours and then they gotta charge you or let you go and guess what they got nothing to charge me with

[No comment on the professional criminal thing.]

[reassures]

[She's not surprised.]

Can they charge you here?

[hostage]

No laws so technically NO

[reassures]

That means they will keep you there for as long as they want to. Right?

[hostage]

Yup

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[hejhej]

[have a faint 'fuckwads' passing through]

[reassures]

[She heard that Lisbeth.]

Have they told you anything?

[Directed at Jesse because... Lisbeth is mature enough to make her own decisions. Nill just hopes she makes a good one.]

[hostage]

[He'd normally say something to Lisbeth, but... yeah.]

I'm evil I'm a monster etc etc

[reassures]

Do you think they're wrong?

[hostage]

The hell do I know

[reassures]

I suppose it's a difficult question to answer.

[She calls bullshit Jesse. But whatever.]

[hostage]

Whatever I am Tempest forgives me

Far as this is concerned that's all that matters

[reassures]

Maybe you're right.

Does Sonya have something personal against you?

[hostage]

Sonya's psycho

[reassures]

What makes you say that?

[hostage]

cuz she makes it out like she's helping people when all she's really doing is helping herself

[ensorceler]

[ She was taught never to interrupt. But...! Fuck it since Ros already made her a target (by alerting guards, rude!) and who's going to punish her? More anarchists? This isn't England. ]

Jesse Pinkman is no monster. They merely cannot bear to see into the looking glass, and so they beat it in the hopes it will shatter and all strife with it.

[reassures]

[Oh great. She was hoping not to get dragged into all the arguing on this post.]

I asked Jesse what he thought. Would you be happier if had not?

[ensorceler]

If he thinks anything less of himself then it is only due to others constantly whispering the word into his ears as they would anyone else they might fear. Any confusion he suffers is by their hand.

[reassures]

I asked him a question. Is he incapable of answering it even if there were other circumstances he came to that conclusion under?

[ensorceler]

It is not a matter of him being incapable, but a matter of my wish to express my indignation at any one soul even needing to ask such a question. He says himself he does not know, so I answer in his stead.

Have you further issue with my interference?

[reassures]

I don't enjoy being treated as though I am accusing him of something.

Otherwise-- no.