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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! ]

Comments

[totallytrustworthy]

Recruiting her in the first place...? [Yes, she's trying very hard to be cute Koltira.]

[deadelfwalking]

[He can never tell!]

You didn't trust me. Everything that's happened has demonstrated this lack of trust! I thought better of you. I thought more of you. I thought -- you knew me.

[totallytrustworthy]

How could I have told you the truth when I knew you'd try to stop me??

[deadelfwalking]

That excuses nothing!

[He gestures to his shoulder, STILL RIDDLED WITH BULLET HOLES.]

Nothing.

[totallytrustworthy]

I wanted you to realize we weren't in it to hurt anyone-- [not that she can tear her eyes from the bullet holes when she says it.] I thought you'd let it be since you hardly ever care about what most of the other transports do so long as I kept you from being initially involved.

[deadelfwalking]

You were not in it to hurt anyone -- yet you enlisted Seviilia to guard your doors. Ridiculous!

[totallytrustworthy]

As a last resort in case someone wanted to kill us!

[deadelfwalking]

[Koltira sets his jaw.]

If you have nothing but foolish justifications for your actions, then there is no reason to continue this talk.

[totallytrustworthy]

I'm telling you why I made the choices I did so you understand that I wasn't doing it to hurt you darling!

[deadelfwalking]

It doesn't matter why. You were wrong. You were wrong to enlist Seviilia, and not just because of me! She is a murderer of innocents! She would have mowed down your opposition, and then what, Chloe?

[He slams his hand against the nearest wall in frustration.]

Then what?

[totallytrustworthy]

Helped that I knew you were coming, didn't it. [Sorry as she is, the aggression on his end only makes her dig in her heels that much harder.]

[deadelfwalking]

[He snarls.]

And what if I hadn't?

[totallytrustworthy]

Then we'd have-- Christ I don't know, we had a magic user with us we could've figured it out but you swore over the bloody network that you were on your way.

[deadelfwalking]

[To Koltira, these answers are defenses; evasions. Nothing he's interested in.]

Fine, Chloe. I'll leave you to your certainty.

[totallytrustworthy]

Don't-- just. Stop, okay.

[deadelfwalking]

[He's turned around, but he doesn't walk out of the room.]

What is it, then?

[totallytrustworthy]

I meant it when I said I was sorry for what I did to you.

[deadelfwalking]

Your behavior suggests otherwise.

[totallytrustworthy]

I don't regret making the decision to actually do something but yeah. I'd change the means if I could.

But I can't force you to believe that.

[deadelfwalking]

You've given me nothing but self-justifications since I entered this room. Give me a reason to believe you! Everything you've done recently -- it's as though you are a stranger to me! As though you consider yourself a stranger.

[He points to the bullet wounds, angrily.]

I would never hurt you, Chloe. You know this.

[totallytrustworthy]

[She frowns down at the bullet holes, canting her head just slightly before responding in a low, low voice:]

You already have, darling. Or did you forget already?

[deadelfwalking]

[THAT TEARS IT.]

I'm through with this.

[totallytrustworthy]

Don't you dare. [It's not asking, not begging-- it's hard and sharp and an unapologetic demand.]

[deadelfwalking]

[Which, of course, only worsens the situation.]

You have no right. You have no right to anything right now, Chloe Frazer.

[He stalks up to her, as close he can get, towering, looming over her. Glaring down.]

How dare you even mention that day. I told you to leave!

[totallytrustworthy]

And how dare you suggest I just-- forget it! [There's a brief pauses as she flicks her hands dismissively, as if shooing away the topic itself.] As if I'm just supposed to pretend you're not capable of it, as if I wasn't right to panic in the few seconds between that door and my arm after you'd just killed one of your own after everything I've seen-- and not just with you!