400yearsofsurvival | 2nd Bite // [ Audio ] // [ Spam ]

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[ He sounds almost bored. But more or less amicable and polite. ]

If anyone is up to the task, I could really go for an apple or two. Assuming, of course there are any on board. But honestly, I'd settle for...any manner of fruit. There must be someone willing to help a guy out in bring some down here.

[ Spam ] // [ Back dated, sort of. Spanning a total of 7 days, starting when he was locked up ]

[ The irony wasn't lost on him. Locked up like this, after what he'd done. But he hadn't been so kind as to provide such amenities as beds. While he appreciated the twisted joke, below the surface, he was furious. A low simmering fury that never quite touched the surface. And it wasn't the indignation of a bunch of teenagers locking him up. But rather that as weak as he'd felt in his room, down here it was even worse. He was no stronger than the rest of them. His senses dulled to an extreme.

Over the first few days, his wounds healed finally. Frustratingly slow, for his tastes. But soon, the strange, unnatural looking burns were gone and he was restored to his not-so-true human-looking state.

He was a patient inmate. Biding his time. Calmly observing the wardens who came by. Even striking up idle conversations. Hardly the cruel and sadistic monster that allegedly landed him in that cell. Otherwise, he spent his time quietly observing the network, or resting. He was as calm as he was patient. Never restless. Never aggressive. At least not without provocation.

Even if things did get rough, he seemed to always return to his friendly demeanor, as if the previous incidents never happened. It always seemed to make people so very uncomfortable when they knew what it hid. And that's the way he liked it. ]

((OOC: Dates are still a little fuzzy, pending closure of the epic fight in his intro post. There might be some infirmary time before he's brought to Level 0, but I've given permission for maximum time, cause he's being a very bad inmate. Feel free to harass him at any time in any fashion. Audio post is for today, toward the end of his stay.))

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Stephen, then. Mason's not a warden, so what lies are you accusing me of?

...the wardens we started off talking about.

Do you make a habit of this? Accusing people of lying when you don't know the full story. You really should be more careful, Stephen. There's a lot of bad people around here. Some who may not appreciate your...inquisitive attitude.

[ His tone grew more and more threatening as he spoke. But then, all at once, he flipped back to his more open and far less threatening tone. ]

You can check the network yourself. I don't know the girl's name, the one with the arrows. I think it's her you need to have this little conversation with.

...it was Allison?

If Allison has a...dainty redheaded friend, then that's the one.

You're saying you were beaten up by a couple of teenage girls. Unprovoked.

Shot full of arrows, actually. Far more difficult to defend against. Especially when you're covered in third-degree burns.

If you're covered in third degree burns, you should be in a sterile room, and you'd probably not be in the mood to chat.

...or.

Not human, are you?

Now you understand my need for help at the time.

Did you try asking?

I did ask. I sent out a message to everyone. She offered to help. But she showed up fully armed, ready for an assault.

Seems a decent precaution.

Decent? Is that how all wardens greet new and injured inmates, or is this just her way of saying hello?

You suggesting we should walk around unarmed in a boat full of unknown, often superhuman killers?

Perhaps something a little less...lethal. Especially in the hands of teenage girls.

She handles it like an Olympic archer. Can't think of anyone's hands I'd rather it be in.

It's not her ability to the weapon that concerns me. It's her ability to handle her...emotions. Keep an eye on her, Stephen. What I saw in her eyes, it's bound to lead her down a dark path.

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He's a vampire, he's an asshole, and if he gives someone on this vessel the incorrect time of day? I'm putting an arrow in his eye socket.

He drank my best friend's blood.

[And Allison feels like that's a pretty self-explanatory summary of what happened.]

[ That's a bit closer to what he thought. It just puzzled Stephen that the man was so insistent about being the victim. ]

Got it.

...thanks, by the way. For being so sure of me.

The boys, I wouldn't have.

No offense.

[ But yeah. ]

...none taken?

[Because in Allison's mind, the boys have always been way more trustworthy than the girls. She has her own history, and Lydia...well, she couldn't help what Peter did to her, but it did cause trust issues for quite some time.]

You'll be doing that basic training?

Yes, sir. Me and the rest of my pack...that includes our Barge adoptees.

Who, Mickey?

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