2nd Bite // [ Audio ] // [ Spam ]

[400yearsofsurvival]

[ Audio ]

[ 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.))

Comments

[400yearsofsurvival]

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

[dinosize]

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

[400yearsofsurvival]

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.

[dinosize]

Do you speak from experience?

[400yearsofsurvival]

Enough to know a potential predator when I see one. She's dangerous, Stephen. No teenage girl should be so...cold.

[dinosize]

A predator.

[ He can't be conscious of the irony in those terms. Allison is a predator the same way Stephen is - like a hunter. ]

Bit rich, from a vampire.

[ He's showing his hand, but mention of predators tends to get a rise out of him, lately. ]

[400yearsofsurvival]

[ If nothing else, he seems amused by the accusation. He'd seen no explicit mention of what he was on the network. So this guy must have already talked to one of the parties involved, directly. Whether one of the girls, or any of their friends that descended upon him. Or perhaps Mason's incoherent ramblings had resulted in enough information for Stephen to draw his own conclusions. Either way, he wasn't confirming or denying it. ]

Call it an expert opinion. With kids like her, when their friends are in danger they're...irrational. Unpredictable. Any kid capable of being that calm, that...deadly, is headed down a very dark path. Know what I mean. Guy.

[dinosize]

I think it'll be hard to find someone on this boat who hasn't taken a few steps down a dark path. Mate.

[ His voice has something of an edge in it, but it's mostly because yes, Allison can be dangerous, and it's entirely possible that sort of dangerous can go somewhere bad.

Still: he could say the same about himself. ]

[400yearsofsurvival]

[ The obvious edge in Stephen's tone only amuses Jerry. And that shows through in his voice. He didn't know where this was going, but he'd stuck something solid. And he wasn't letting go any time soon. ]

I don't think you quite grasp the sort of dark path I mean. She's already on it. But maybe you don't see it. Maybe you care just a little too much. But that girl? She's a killer. It's only a matter of time before she puts those arrows into the wrong person. Maybe a human. Maybe another warden. Think you can handle that, guy?

[dinosize]

I think I won't be the one to handle that.

[400yearsofsurvival]

I doubt you would have a choice.