exercisethemind: (are you kidding/ I don't get it/ I don't)
Pollux Troy ([personal profile] exercisethemind) wrote2010-01-27 09:28 pm

-1- [Voice]

This place reminds me of something Dietrich would have thrown together. Or Sasha. The decoration has their stench all over it.

Maybe they are dead, too. One can only hope.

[A bit of a pause.]

What is this place? If this is Hell, I think the men at the church were greatly mistaken. Where is the hellfire and brimstone? It would add something nice.

I hope you have my pills here...

[[ooc: So, his paranoid brain totally thinks that this is some kind of trick and doesn't want to seem like he's fazed by it. He's just playing around with what was given to him, trying to figure it all out.]]
toldastory: (hope)

Private.

[personal profile] toldastory 2010-01-28 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
Just Martha's fine.

You'll be able to pop 'round to the infirmary and pick it up. We're on the second level.

[OOC: Thanks for the note. It saves my googling it!]

Private.

[identity profile] son-ofzeus.livejournal.com 2010-01-28 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
Doctor.

You forget...I don't even know where this place is. What this barge is. Now that we have this all situated...tell me what this is all about.

Second chances? Rehabilitation. What kind of prison is this?