007 [Voice]

[queensboulevard]

Hey! Someone turn the fucking lights back on

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spam;

[ichoosefight]

[ That shouting is just plain annoying. Have a Bat sneaking up on you from behind just because... that's how we roll. Sadly, she is not in costume. ]

Please calm down.

Re: spam;

[queensboulevard]

[Vince jumps just a little. Sneaky Bat is sneaky. He just gestures to Peter's door.]

My warden isn't fucking answering his door.

spam;

[ichoosefight]

[ She glances at the door, then back to him. She doesn't actually have anything on her that she could pick a lock with. ]

Unless you've got bobby pins, your warden will have to wait. What do you need?

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[queensboulevard]

[Vince just frowns at her.]

Stuff. I need my fucking stuff.

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[ichoosefight]

Well you're not going to get it by yelling or knocking on your warden's door. Why don't you just calmly go back to your room and see if it's there?

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[queensboulevard]

It's not fucking there. I just said that.

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[ichoosefight]

Yeah, I didn't think so. No one else's stuff is either. Which you would know, if you stayed calm and checked the network for info. Look, none of us have any of our stuff right now. We just have to make due. You're not going to find it in your warden's room.

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[queensboulevard]

[Vince looks unimpressed with her.]

Well I came first to my fucking warden for info before listening to any of those assholes just spurting off bullshit. No need to be a fucking bitch about it.

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[ichoosefight]

[ It's not her fault she's jumpy :< You get her crowd-control calming voice. ]

Nobody's spouting off bullshit. Everybody's rooms have been reverted to their 'factory settings'. Electricity is out all over. The kitchen and infirmary doors are marked with glowing chalk. A few people are trying to put together some lamps or at least start a fire for heat. The kitchen is rationing food, and both them and the infirmary need all the help they can get. There are even a few people offering to help people find their way around in the dark. Believe it or not, people are more or less keeping calm.

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[queensboulevard]

[And it's not entirely his own fault for being cranky. It's the lack of cocaine, really.]

Well I'm real fucking pleased for all of them. Really.

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[ichoosefight]

That's all the info there is. There's not a way to get at your stuff. Sorry.

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[queensboulevard]

[Vince gives her another quite unimpressed look at that. Then, pause.]

We should fuck, you're pretty hot.

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[ichoosefight]

[ Oh you shouldn't have said that. She's going to slap you across the face now. ]

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[queensboulevard]

[Vince doesn't particularly enjoy being hit and he's cocking his fist back until his communicator beeps. It's Tim.]

It's your lucky fucking day, bitch. I gotta go.

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[ichoosefight]

[ That would have ended really badly. ]

I don't care what you have to do, you call me bitch one more time and your face is going to meet the floor.

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[queensboulevard]

[Vince just raises an eyebrow.]

Yeah, right, sure.

[And stalks off down the hallway. Maybe he'll talk to her later after he's had some coke in him.]