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[anewlanguage]

[Cain has no interest in vlogging, but his video feed was switched on accidentally as he got settled into his room. So for a long while there's no sound, and the only picture is of the side of his leg. Then he notices that it's not cooperating, and he's not such a stoic prisoner that he'll just turn it off and pretend it hadn't happened.]

This is some kind of reality show, huh? 'True Lives of the Deadliest Inmates'?

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[audio]

[terminates]

More or less.

[audio]

[anewlanguage]

And they got you, too. Well now they're in for it. [he's not being sarcastic in the least. What idiot would try to cage Slade?]

[audio]

[terminates]

[ The Admiral isn't know for being sensible.

But that's beside the point. ]

Hilarious.

[Private]

Have you been told what to expect?

not here

[theonlyresponse]

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[routemistress]

No, lovey, just a reality you've not encountered before. I'm Iris - Iris Wildthyme, temporal adventuress, righter of wrongs, wronger of rights, cabaret singer and Warden. Need anything, pet?

[anewlanguage]

'Temporal adventuress'? Well now you've got me nine kinds of curious. You from before or after 2003?

[routemistress]

Oh, both, lovey, there's fun to be 'ad all ends of the timeline. 'Ow about you? I take it that's your present? Earth, is it?

[love_slave]

It's not that bad. A lot of the inmates are very intelligent and nice, actually. They've just had difficult lives.

[When you're used to the worst in the universe? The people here aren't that bad.]

[anewlanguage]

Well that's a real progressive outlook you have. [Which might once have been the lead-in to a taunt, but today he's quiet a moment and then shrugs.] I don't aim to change it. Name's Cain.

[love_slave]

I'm Zev. Welcome to the ship.

I don't know very much about it, but I am a warden. [She has an almost normal German accent, but she's definitely dressed strangely- not that that matters, considering where he's from.]

[omaera]

That's exactly what it is.

[anewlanguage]

What're you bringing to the table then, sweetheart?

[omaera]

Currently? Observations.

[peektuttut]

[...No. What? NO. WHAT.]

There's not much of an audience if it is.

[anewlanguage]

As far as you know. There's a snuff series on an island in the Indian Ocean. Not one in ten of those poor suckers knows who's watching.

[peektuttut]

Well that's comforting.

You've had the lay of the land, I assume.

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

No. That was a flood.

[anewlanguage]

Are there more of those where that came from?

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

Yes. There are always more.

Not here.

[crossestheline]

[Not even going to say a word. Instead he's going to the whole multiverse a favor by finding him and giving him what he deserves, because a second chance sure as hell isn't it.]

Video hits you with tl;dr

[bodilesswarrior]

[The moments of indecision are brief, objectively speaking, but it's an eternity for her.

Cain is here. Cassandra's - the man who abused her, since the day she was born.

If she maintains a certain distance, she could see the potential for rehabilitation. She saw his eyes that day, a drink in his hand and a song on his lips. And she saw the heartbreak in Cassandra's eyes, when she said she'd never heard his voice.

But she can't be distant. Not when it comes to Cass. All she really wants to do is find this man and pay him back for every scar on that girl's body, until there's nothing left of him.

Except Cass wouldn't want that.

She always knew Cass was a better person than she was.

When she finally speaks, her face is a hard mask, her voice low and cold. It doesn't matter that she sounds like Oracle right now. Nothing matters but Cassandra.]

You're going to stay away from her. Is that understood.

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[anewlanguage]

You're not the first person to try to run me off.

What the hell's she doing in a place like this?

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[bodilesswarrior]

Good. I suggest you listen.

Cassandra is here because she chose to be.

video;

[thirtyfiveminutes]

That's an interesting way of putting it. [= Hello, can you keep impressing him or is that a one-off thing?]

video;

[anewlanguage]

[He's not in top form, so probably just a one-off :( ]

Well, looks like they're offering killer grand-prizes.