Jerry (
400yearsofsurvival) wrote2014-08-28 03:51 pm
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2nd Bite // [ Audio ] // [ Spam ]
[ 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.))
[ 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.))
[private audio]
He's pale, not too tall, dark hair. He'd be good looking if he wasn't creepy.
[She pauses.]
As amusing as that sounds, might be better to stay out of his way instead. You're making progress.
[private audio]
[He's not too interested in hunting down Jerry for revenge. He tried to hurt someone, he got caught and punished. Blight just wants a face to put to the voice.
What she says to him at the end though, gets him to pause in surprise.]
...What do you mean by that?
[private audio]
[She is hoping it will go by unnoticed. But when he asks, she takes a second before she answers carefully.]
I meant you're making progress toward graduation with your Warden, right? Don't let some loser like Jerry take that away.
[private audio]
[private audio]
[It's true. She doesn't have any kind of inside information from his Warden or anything.]
The way you behave is closer to what I've seen from people who are close to graduating than those who are a long way from it. I might be wrong. [She's never wrong.]
[private audio]
So it's becoming that obvious, is it. Wonderful.
[He sounds more depressed about this than elated.]
[private audio]
Not obvious. I'm just better at judging people than most. Besides, I do have the advantage of the knowledge of our mirror selves.
[Pause.]
But I promise your secret is safe with me.
[private audio]
Still, rather than continuing arguing, at her wording he manages to sound weakly amused.]
But the offer is duly appreciated, Ms. Martin, all the same.
[private audio]
You're welcome.
[private audio]
Dandrige hasn't been here for awhile, yet. He's not coming any closer to...changing his ways.
[private audio]
And you too, Mr. Powers. Don't get caught in a bad situation over someone who isn't worth it.
[private audio]
I'm sure I'll see you around. Until then. Goodbye.
[private audio]
[Yeah, she'll be keeping an eye on him. Just in case.]