week 2

[airlockedmods]

[With the sudden pirate takeover and the sudden, tragic deaths of the crew, the second week of the Starfield Penitentiary rehabilitation project is off to a rough start. After Price's call for parlay with the pirate captain, he was not seen for the remainder of Saturday but around 10 pm it is his calm but tense voice that makes the time announcement.

Buckle in, Champions, things are about to get bumpy.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 1 and submit your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[goldrighthand]

...It was under that. [And he nods at another box. It is full of paper. Reams.] But there isn't much else in here.

[seriously it's mostly plastics. the doctors might be happy, though.]

[withoutred]

[ - wow okay fuck Doomfist being here, she's immediately scooting over to the paper box. Writing utensilssssss. She'll still need to barter a pen off someone, and figure out where to store it - under her bed? No, one of the others might steal it, of course she had to end up in a triple cell...

She should. Probably reply, oops. ]

Mm, of course this little closet got picked clean in the first few days. Makes sense. [ paaaapeeeer. ] It's a pity, though. I was hoping something else was here.

Would I be right in assuming those [ nodding once at him holding the tweezers ] would be for, ah. Repairs, I suppose, would be the best way to put it...?

[goldrighthand]

[good luck carrying all that nerd

he gives her along look in her question, though, then snorts a bit and nods. open secret now, anyway. eh, it probably wasn't going to remain one for long]

Repairs is correct. And maintenance. [he goes back to rooting through his box, setting the tweezers down and categorizing everything else]

[withoutred]

[ you underestimate how full of spite and determination she is my dude

That said, after staking out which box it is and separating it from the pack to drag off later, she goes back to rooting through the others in search of duct tape anything else that catches her eye. ]

Having the tools on hand would be handy, it's true. [ was that a fucking pun ] It might not be the only thing left, either. Most of the group here isn't particularly perceptive.

[goldrighthand]

[tru she did spiderclimb a mansion in the beginning of a storm not that he knows that]

I would not underestimate them. [Just in case and all that. He knows at least one is more than meets the eye] Even if some make poor decisions.

[hey

hey Erika

is he looking at you out of the corner of his eye or is that your imagination]

[withoutred]

Those decisions are exactly why I don't expect much from anyone.

[ totally her imagination, duh

However, if he's side-eying her, it's only fair that she side-eyes him back. Together they almost make a full pair of eyes. ]

That way, when someone inevitably screws things up, I cannot hope to be disappointed. It saves heartache later.

[goldrighthand]

[god damn, girl]

You sound experienced.

[withoutred]

[ she tries. ]

I like to think I am, yes. After all, what kind of detective would I be otherwise...?

[goldrighthand]

A novice. [Oh, were you not expecting an answer. Still-] I suppose that explains your title. Impressive, for one so young.