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[exercisethemind]

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.]]

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Private.

[toldastory]

I'm Martha Jones, I'm a Doctor here. If you're on medicine for a pre-existing condition, it would be good to know.

Private.

[son-ofzeus.livejournal.com]

Oh, a doctor in hell? Would that not be counterproductive?

Private.

[toldastory]

It's not hell; it's a rehabilitation ship. It's a place for second chances. Hard to have a second chance if you're not healthy enough for it.

Private.

[son-ofzeus.livejournal.com]

I am healthy enough.

I will take nothing unless it comes through Castor first.

Private.

[toldastory]

I'm sorry, who's Castor? There's no one by that name aboard.

Private.

[son-ofzeus.livejournal.com]

Not again...

Well then. I suppose you will have to do, doctor.

Vivex.

[[ooc note: This is not a real drug. It was just what was said in the movie. I'm assuming it's supposed to be an antipsychotic to control the paranoid schizophrenia.]]

Private.

[toldastory]

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.

[son-ofzeus.livejournal.com]

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?