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[anewlanguage]

Everyone make it back?

[he's, perhaps, a little more gruff than usual. And also he's bandaging his own arm, which promptly stains right through the bandage, and he tsks and applies heavier pressure to it.]

I think it's about time for another camping trip.

Comments

[anewlanguage]

It didn't go so well. Ran into more than I was counting on I guess.

[He wishes there was a better way to brush it off, really, but there's not so...]

Tell me 'bout these decisions you made.

[tucky]

Well--

[She hesitates, wondering if she should be more subdued. It hadn't been a good port, and she knows that.]

I didn't panic, you know? I was cautious. I looked for help.

[anewlanguage]

[He musters a grin, shrugs]

Not an easy thing to do. Most people--well, me, anyway--lost their cool. How'd you know who to trust?

[tucky]

I waited for someone I knew already. It was Simon; he came.

[Gratitude and affection are clear in her tone.]

[anewlanguage]

[He swallows, thinking that over, nods.]

I'm glad someone came through after all.

So you didn't run into anything nasty?

[tucky]

Sometimes. I got Mason away from some monsters that were eating all his energy; probably would've killed him if we hadn't escaped.

But I always got through it, you know? I was strong.

[anewlanguage]

[He smiles, nods slightly] Doesn't surprise me, kid.

What'd the monsters look like anyway?

[tucky]

[She snorts.]

Hot girls. So it was hard to get him away, as you can imagine.

[anewlanguage]

[He laughs]

You didn't have to gouge his eyes out did you? Didn't have to fireman-carry his ass out?

[tucky]

Almost. They were doing this mind-control thing-- I almost fell for it too, 'cause there were other ones that were hot guys. But I snapped out of it and got him out and now we're here.

[anewlanguage]

[He grins at the thought of her rejecting a bunch of male-model-demons, and hauling Mason to freedom]

So you didn't, uh...have any demon screaming at you about shit you did back home or anything?

[tucky]

I heard about that. But no, I missed it.

[Thank. God.]

[anewlanguage]

[He's glad for that. A little envious, though.]

That's where I got stuck.

[tucky]

Was it... bad?

[It must have been; he didn't sound so happy in his initial post.]

[anewlanguage]

[He can't say 'yes' because it wasn't anything untrue, and it wasn't anything he didn't deserve to hear.]

Let's just say she hadn't even got to the middle of my list of sins when I finally got out.

[tucky]

You can't be that bad, since you're a warden and all.

[anewlanguage]

I graduated but it doesn't mean the shit I did didn't affect people.

I mean... My kid was a warden when she got here. She left, came back as an inmate.

[tucky]

You have a daughter? Who is she? Is she still here?

[anewlanguage]

[A muscle in his jaw twitches]

Yeah, she is. Cassandra. I don't know if you've met her.

[tucky]

Hmmmm... nope. I don't think so.

Is it weird having your kid here? My parents have been in prison but not at the same time as me, or in the same place.

Private

[anewlanguage]

I haven't spoken to her in more than a year, but--yeah. It's weird still. When she was here as a warden it was different. Now she's here as an inmate and...I feel guilty. You know?

Private

[tucky]

Why, do you feel like it's your fault or something?

Re: Private

[anewlanguage]

It is my fault. [A short, sharp exhale] I was awful to her. She ran away when she was still a kid, just to get away from me.

Private

[tucky]

Really?

That don't seem like you, though.

Re: Private

[anewlanguage]

I'm gonna take that as a sign I'm doing something right.