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Date & Time: Nov. 19th - ??? at least several days, tbd
Location: Empty housing in the West Wing.
Characters: Arrested mutineers & visitors (potentially YOU)
Summary: Everyone locked up some mutineers so now they're slightly stuck in place.
Warnings: there will probably be discussion of violence and death, will add if necessary.

[ Mutineers have been put in some of the empty rooms in the West Wing, one guard at a time on the hallway and the doors only able to be opened from the outside for now. Roslyn and whoever else she can get to volunteer are rotating guard duty.

They have been set four to a room for the moment.

Cell 1: Charlie, Connor, Max, and very briefly Sev
Cell 2: Chloe, Marie, Tempest, Bond
Cell 3: Sev (after not long at all)
Cell 4: Jesse (after taking Tempest's powers)

Visitors are allowed, but please note that anyone who had at any point been advocating violence against the mutineers in a place where Roslyn is likely to have seen it will absolutely not be allowed near them. Visits will be supervised and in a separate room from the cells for the sake of privacy, with the door open and a guard within easy eyesight  and earshot of any raised voices. 

Mutineers will start without access to their tablets but will regain access within approximately a day to two days. However! These tablets will be temporarily unable to encrypt messages. Private messages to personal inboxes are still accessible but on the network itself all their interaction must be public.

Guards on Duty: Roslyn, Riku, Raiden, Wesley Mitchell, Travis Marks, Seras Victoria, Caspian. Working on 6 hour rotations, so each guard is on approximately once every 1 1/2 days.

If you have any questions about confinement etc just let me know! ]

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[imperfectness]

[If he had been here a little longer, he might have been on their side. Carlos hated inaction, and he hated being stuck here, alone.

But even as he was brave, and impulsive, didn't mean he thought mutiny was the right course of action, for him. Not right now. So he hadn't acted. Truth be told, despite the consequences, he almost wished he had.

So he was slightly sympathetic, and that was why he made the post.

Anyway.

He was true to his word, and wandered in, carrying blankets and pillows stacked well above his head. He'd ransacked most of the empty housing, but it was just borrowing, right? So there were broken-in chucks, jeans, a labcoat, and a pair of dark-skinned hands carrying a lump of pillows and blankets.]

Uhh, hey!

[It was slightly muffled, but at least he announced himself!]

oh hi there

[totallytrustworthy]

[It's not at all what she'd expected to see-- or who she'd expected for that matter. Half the time these things play out like a game of russian roulette and she's lucky if she gets to have a chat that doesn't feel half-spoken or cut short. Or worse.]

Jesus Christ, mate, I didn't think you were serious.

[imperfectness]

Why wouldn't I have been?

[He walks over, setting down the pile in a corner of the room, handing her a pillow.]

I brought one for each of you, and a few extra blankets. Just, uhh...you can just leave them here, I guess, or put them back in the vacant rooms.

[He manages half a smile, and sighs.

This whole makeshift jail thing isn't going to work, he can already tell.]

[totallytrustworthy]

Dunno, we're not exactly the most popular crowd to be around right now. [Which is a gentle way of saying 'everyone hates us' as she lifts the blanket from him.]

I can take these back to my cellmates but if you've got any for the second room you'll have to pass them off in person, yeah? Not permitted to chat with one another. [There's a certain sort of bitterness to the way she says that last sentence.]

[imperfectness]

I wouldn't lead you on, especially not about just trying to make sure you're not being mistreated, and stuff like that, I mean. You might have caused some chaos, but that's no reason to treat anyone shitty.

[He shrugs slightly.]

I will. Anything I should tell them? Aside from, you know, "viva la resistencia", or whatever.

[He cracks half a smile, but only a thin one.]

[totallytrustworthy]

[Chloe almost laughs at that, dipping her chin to shake her head.] Might want to be careful who you say that around, yeah? Before you wind up dead or locked up with us.

[imperfectness]

At least I'd be in good company.

[He nods.]

I'll drop some of these off to the other room. You all take care of yourselves- hopefully you'll be out soon.

[totallytrustworthy]

Seriously darling are you trying to get yourself arrested? [Still, it's a mild jab, nothing more.] Ask for Charlie if you do: tell him Chloe sent you his way.

And thank you.

[imperfectness]

I will.

[A smile.]

You're welcome. See you again sometime, yeah? Hopefully under better circumstances.

[And then he's off to drop off for the other room.]