007 "Fuck it, I'm hungry. I don't care if you know that I chop people up!"

[born_in_blood]

I understand that I'm in zero as punishment, but does that include not being able to eat or drink? I'm not trying to be a bother or anything, but another day of this and I'm going to be having some trouble.

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[cantrunfromme]

I'm sure there's parts of my old vessel lying around somewhere on deck.

How do you feel about cannibalism?

[born_in_blood]

[Dexter stares at his phone for a minute, eyebrow raised, unable to recognize the face. He types a response.]

Come again? Who are you? ...and no. I don't eat people.

[cantrunfromme]

From one monster to another I can assure you such a practice is not only not frowned upon, but welcomed.

Because I enjoy emoting when nobody can see it!

[born_in_blood]

[Dexter stares at his phone after reading Alastair's post. Cat's out of the bag, and it wasn't even satisfying. His Dark Passenger was not pleased. Alastair had ruined his whole ritual, and now? He was back.]

I'm not comfortable with talking to somebody I just killed.

[cautionarystory]

Do something inmate-ish?

/om nom nom Elle

[born_in_blood]

Yeah. I guess. You ever been down here before?

[cautionarystory]

Oh yeah. Lots. Just don't drop the soap and you'll be fine.

What'd you do, anyway?

[born_in_blood]

Soap...? Oh, right. Yeah. Prison jokes.

I don't want to talk about it.

[metacrisis_ten]

I've only been in once, but that doesn't sound par for the course. It's cold enough in there already, it becomes counter-productive if they start starving people.

[born_in_blood]

I wasn't going to complain about two things, but yeah, I agree. Why is it so cold?

[metacrisis_ten]

Wish I knew. Physical and psychological deterrent, maybe. Bit unfair since the worst of the worst on board seem to be unaffected by such trivialities as the cold.

[born_in_blood]

I'm still not used to the 'unaffected'. Supernatural things and all that. Haven't really had time to socialize. Are there any decent ones aboard?

[whatweoncewere]

I can bring you food. I guess Level 0 isn't running too well because of the flood.

There's not much I can do about the cold. Don't they give you a blanket?

[born_in_blood]

Yeah. It's too thin to do a whole lot of good, though. You don't realize it until you've been here a couple hours, but it's pretty biting.

I haven't seen anyone in zero since I got here.

[whatweoncewere]

I'll... I'll figure out what's going on with the climate. And the guards.

And I'll be right down with something to eat.

[born_in_blood]

Great. Thanks. Who are you?

spammity. After angel's got him food.

[pleasesmirk]

[Swing's in zero for the first time without being behind the bars, and he's quite happy. More than happy, actually. There's a sense of control back, and he's got something to do, now that Sirrus has gone. He wanders along, peering in the cells until he spots the one which is occupied. He was, though, a little surprised to see who was in it.]

Dexter, isn'tit?

[Spam]

[born_in_blood]

[Dexter was sitting on ground tapping furiously on his phone. A deep scowl lined his features as he tried to find out why Alastair hadn't died. When Swing spoke he suppressed his immediate reaction -- surprise. Instead, his features changed to a neutral expression as he turned to look up at Swing.]

Yeah. Hello.

Re: [Spam]

[pleasesmirk]

[Swing looked down at him and frowned a bit,] Heard... youkilled someone. Why did yougo and do...that? [Swing was genuinely curious.]

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[born_in_blood]

[Dexter ran a hand over his face and gave an exasperated sigh. He continued to tap on his phone, if only to seem more casual.]

He was a bad man.