Anya Lehnsherr | Earth 97400 (
fridgetothefire) wrote2015-01-01 11:52 pm
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061 ☣ and the fog rolls in
[Hallway spam]
[Ben appears first, in full black cape, domino mask, and bandito hat with silly ball fringe, carrying a billowing, humming fog machine. As the mist starts to fill the corridor, Anya, Cassel, and Cass sneak around the corner, similarly decked out. Anya and Cassel are clearly tipsy, in full dramatic pantomime, first holding their capes in front of them and then flaring them out dramatically, almost losing their balance and revealing large baskets of baked goods. Cass is actually sneaking, despite the glaringly obvious costume, and quite innocuous in contrast to the others. Between them, they are picking locks, nibbling cookies, drinking champange from the bottle, and humming their own theme songs.]
[Your room!]
[They are breaking into any room they can, including several doors previously secure against them, thanks to Cassel's new far-future electronic skeleton key. They have every intention of sneaking in, rearranging any ugly knickknacks you may possess, and hiding delicious cookies, brownies, and cupcakes in strange places. They may or may not contain weed, depending on how uptight the united Mystery Baking Companions think you are. If you're already in your room when they tumble into it, pastry-laden and giggling, they will probably toss their capes and pose heroically.]
Special delivery!!!
[If you catch them as they're 'sneaking' away, they will toss confetti in your face and attempt to make a daring escape.]
[OOC: if you would like to find your offerings later and make a silly stoned post, go for it!! They are very generous.]
[Ben appears first, in full black cape, domino mask, and bandito hat with silly ball fringe, carrying a billowing, humming fog machine. As the mist starts to fill the corridor, Anya, Cassel, and Cass sneak around the corner, similarly decked out. Anya and Cassel are clearly tipsy, in full dramatic pantomime, first holding their capes in front of them and then flaring them out dramatically, almost losing their balance and revealing large baskets of baked goods. Cass is actually sneaking, despite the glaringly obvious costume, and quite innocuous in contrast to the others. Between them, they are picking locks, nibbling cookies, drinking champange from the bottle, and humming their own theme songs.]
[Your room!]
[They are breaking into any room they can, including several doors previously secure against them, thanks to Cassel's new far-future electronic skeleton key. They have every intention of sneaking in, rearranging any ugly knickknacks you may possess, and hiding delicious cookies, brownies, and cupcakes in strange places. They may or may not contain weed, depending on how uptight the united Mystery Baking Companions think you are. If you're already in your room when they tumble into it, pastry-laden and giggling, they will probably toss their capes and pose heroically.]
Special delivery!!!
[If you catch them as they're 'sneaking' away, they will toss confetti in your face and attempt to make a daring escape.]
[OOC: if you would like to find your offerings later and make a silly stoned post, go for it!! They are very generous.]
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She ends the list with AND CHRISTIAN MUSIC, which she underlines twice.]
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[-- Holy shit it all just appeared out of nowhere.
This call is on temporary hold while she divebombs into that bed.]
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I love it. Thank you, ma'am-- thank you. I really do appreciate it.
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Just Anya is fine.
And I'm glad I could help. Somebody did something really similar for me when I was a new inmate.
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I am now. I started as an inmate, graduated after about a year, and chose to stay on as warden. There's several of us around.
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[That's a lot less than she was expecting.]
So what do they got to do to get that? Just kill someone?
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Tosh plugged herself into the ship, went crazy with overload, and tortured a lot of people. So that one was pretty spectacular.
She isn't around anymore. Vanished a few months afterwards.
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Her expression falls a little bit while contemplating that-- "tortured" can mean a lot of things, and she doesn't want to be subjected to any of them, so she hopes that doesn't happen again while she's here. She's still in too good a mood right now for that thought to bring her down much, though, and the goofy grin slowly sneaks its way back onto her face.]
Well that's lucky, ain't it.
But I think this place is really good so far.
[It's definitely the nicest place she's ever been, prison or otherwise-- though the places she's been admittedly don't set a very high bar.]
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There's a lot of good with the bad.
[Anya has her own set of rather fucked standards. And she likes the chaos too, a little.]
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[So far she's been a kid in a candy store.]
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It's a lot better when it happens that way. You can get your bearings, get a little support.
[Before everything goes to hell. Anya hopes she'll keep thinking it's worth it, in the long run.]
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You mean, like-- like friends, and stuff?
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But the room too, really. A lot of people who always had one don't understand how comforting it can be, just having a nice space of your own.
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I hope you're in for some more good first times, then.
I had one when I -
- when I was living with my father. But just because I was the only one who slept there didn't make it safe, you know?
The barge was the first time it ever felt like - a good place, a haven.
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So then... why do other people not like it so much?
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[Anya wasn't ever in a government prison, but she was just as stuck, most of her life.]
And it's very - cyclical. Right now we're in kind of a lull.
When I first arrived, the boat had crashed in the mountains, in the snow. The only shelter anywhere was this - this fucking evil haunted hotel. It drove people crazy - people with powers especially. One of the wardens strangled me to death on my second day.
He didn't get in trouble because - evil ghost hotel, not in his right mind, etc. And stuff like that happens - too often, every few months. Every couple of weeks it's something, but it might be silly or undignified or just strange or emotionally disturbing instead of physically dangerous. And it's unstable. People you could rely on sometimes just disappear. It takes a toll.
But it's a hell of an adventure.
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[Everything else, she just takes in and doesn't comment on. Some if it's new, some of it she's heard before, and some of it's been hinted at.]
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