A Soldier's Imprisonment

[vjockey]

[As everyone has been locked back into their cells after an "interview and music session" with Dr RGNK you can hear the sound of a trio of people walking down the corridor. This was odd because for those of you keeping track you would have noticed that everyone that was captured had already went for their own "chat" with the musically inclined

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[curseu_reflexes]

[Julia leers at Cheng as she sees him get escorted to his cell, her brow furrowed. And when he gets settled in she turned away in frustration and lets out a gutteral snort/cough. Well, it would sound like that to anyone else. To someone who knows a thing or two about Irgelion though...]

\So what's going on with you?\

[vjockey]

[Cheng's face may as well be carved out of stone though. For a moment he seems to be content in remaining silent.. but...]

\I just found out I fired on my comrades. What do you think?\

[His face seemed to become even more grim as he glared a hole into the wall of his cell the look in his eyes being the sort you would expect from a man aiming down the sights of his gun at an unsuspecting enemy.]

\But I won't waste my time wishing for death or being plagued with guilt. Not in this situation.\

[curseu_reflexes]

You're a monster, you know that? A tool of anyone that knows how to pull your strings.

\... It'd be best if we didn't seem like we're getting along. Or that you have your priorities straight either.\

[Julia looks around the prison for a moment, thinking.]

\We need every advantage we can get if we're going to hope to get out.\

[vjockey]

\Like teaching the others Irgelion I suppose?\

I have no excuses for what I did. And aren't you one to talk mascot?

[He maintains the look his face is set in and turns it upon Julia.]

Your strings were cut so long ago, yet yo try to be something you're not.

\Just promise me one thing little sister.\

[curseu_reflexes]

[Her fist pounds into the wall angrily.]

I'm not just a mascot. Not anymore. Not after my first kill at Neo America!

\It's our best chance, but we'll have to be careful... big brother. It'll at least let us coordinate plans, even a little. So what do you want me to do?\

[vjockey]

Do you expect me to be impressed? Killing doesn't make a soldier. Discipline does. Something you clearly lack.

[He all but spits the words out.]

\If what had happened before happens again. Make sure I don't hurt anyone... and send the man who did this to my mind right after me.\

[curseu_reflexes]

You're no soldier yourself. You can't even pick a side!

\If it comes to that... I will. I'll do what I can to make it over quick for you as much as I can... though I'll probably feel terrible about it afterwards.\

[She sighs.]

\We'll need to be careful with teaching Irgelion to others. If it becomes too widespread then people might get suspicious.\

[vjockey]

And what would you know? You only came with us because you had nowhere else! If someone offered you a chance to return to something similar to your old life you would've taken it!

\Don't. You would have done me a favor. I would die knowing that I wouldn't have been forced on my friends again.\

[He grits his teeth and leans on the bars of his cell.]

\Understandable. Just do what needs to be done. I have faith in you... in everyone.\