Post-It: ETD 00:08am

[maced_eggs]

All right, all right. I admit it. I am the one who has been stealing things from people's cabins.

Gwen said I had to confess or she would make things very embarrassing so here's your bloody confession.

So for anyone missing, I dunno, shirts and things, you can come by my room to pick up any missing objects.

Or if you want to jus', you know. Leave them here with me. That would be fine too.

Comments

[bodilesswarrior]

Well, personally, I'm shocked.

[maced_eggs]

Don't take it too hard. I've been doing this for quite a long time and had the distinct advantage of years over you, love.

[bodilesswarrior]

[Somehow, she manages to keep a straight face.]

Yeah, I'm sure I'll get over it.

[maced_eggs]

I don't have too many lady shirts here. Are you sure I'm the one who stole from you?

Maybe you ought to consider locking your doors at night.

[bodilesswarrior]

[Oh, honey.]

Oh, it wasn't me you stole from. You'd have gotten fried.

[maced_eggs]

You would fry me? How's that for a fair playing field.

So why the interest? If I did in fact not take anything from you.

[bodilesswarrior]

Not personally. I've got booby traps.

[Slight shrug!] I'm always interested.

[maced_eggs]

Well, piss off, yeah? I don't have anything of yours. You don't need to be taking an interest in things that are none of your business. You or your booby traps.


Makin' people nervous..

[bodilesswarrior]

[Okay, she can't help but grin now.

She loves making people nervous.]

Crime is my business. [...] Not that was have official laws.

[maced_eggs]

Right. Right. And you can't throw me in prison when I'm already in prison.

What are you, a cop? I've got rights.

[He has no idea if he does or not, or what they might be. It's just something he's been taught how to say]

[bodilesswarrior]

Nah, mysterious vigilante. [Wiggles fingers!] It's why I've got all that security.

And, actually, you don't. Not if we don't have laws. [Good job Barbara. Much reassurance.]

[maced_eggs]

..Listen, if you want money I haven't got any. I'm giving the clothes back, jus' don't hit me. I'm tired of being hit and I can't heal normally an' pain hurts now.

[bodilesswarrior]

[Oh, dammit.

Her voice softens.]

I'm not going to hurt you. Cross my heart.

But next time you want something, just ask.

[maced_eggs]

Well.

That's good, then.

But what if you say no?

[bodilesswarrior]

Then ask someone else.

We've got a lot of people here, and most of us want to help each other.

Besides, the Warden you've got now, Gwen - she seems like a good person.

[maced_eggs]

Gwen's not my warden. That was last month. They've given me to Johnny now.

He's not bad, exactly. Jus' that his eyes sometimes bug out when he gets upset.

[bodilesswarrior]

Ah, right. [She knew that, too. Her head's overflowing, lately.] Haven't talked to him much, but he seems like the fair type.

[maced_eggs]

He's all right. Jus' so long as it isn't Anya who keeps trying to get me to work in her maintenance crew, or Benny's twin. Or the screeching girl with the pigtails.

[bodilesswarrior]

What's wrong with Anya's maintenance crew?

[maced_eggs]

It's work. I don't want to be doing work in prison.

[bodilesswarrior]

What do you want to be doing?

[maced_eggs]

Not working.

[bodilesswarrior]

Well, that's a pretty broad category.

What did you do before you died?

[maced_eggs]

I was a reaper. An' I, y'know. Stole things from my reaps.

[bodilesswarrior]

...Well, I guess they weren't using them any more. [???]

But you weren't always a reaper, right?