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[yeahscience]

Hello? Hello?

[The video switches on by accident to reveal a young man with mussed hair and a blood-red (or bloody?) t-shirt, prodding urgently at the communicator controls. His eyes are wide and red-rimmed, like he's been crying.]Hey, yo, what is this? What'd you bring me here for? If you're gonna kill me, man, just-- just do it, already, don't

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[likedarkmatter]

[Alice's voice is quiet and very, very English.]

What's your name?

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[yeahscience]

[Jesse startles at the sound of a totally unfamiliar voice coming out of the communicator. He instantly sounds much more guarded.] Uh... Jesse. Who's this?

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[likedarkmatter]

My name's Alice. If you don't know where you are, then I have quite a lot to explain to you and you probably won't believe most of it.

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[yeahscience]

Look, lady, I've got no idea where I am. I'm in a room. That's the best I've got.

...Is, uh. Are they there? Mister White? ...Mister Fring?

[young_idealist]

Calm down, monsieur. You're not alone here.

[yeahscience]

What the... [What is that, French? Who the fuck speaks French in Albuquerque?] Who the fuck are you?

[young_idealist]

My name is Armand St. Just. Do try to calm down...

[yeahscience]

Armand? I'm calm, Armand. I'm so calm I'm dead, apparently.

[counturfingers]

This place is very crowded. Just look outside your door.

[yeahscience]

What place? What are you talking about?

[But he gets up and goes to the door, surprised to find out it actually opens, and that no one is guarding it.] Uh. [He peers down the hallway.]

[counturfingers]

You're on a space ship, a fairly large one. But there's a lot of company.

[yeahscience]

So it's not just, like, prison rehab, it's space prison rehab. Super. [He takes a slow step outside his room, as if to test the waters; when nothing horrible happens, he relaxes a little.]

You said "a lot of company"...

Canon confusion, part deux!

[likeprofesional]

Last time I saw White, he was shot in the gut and bleeding out. Sorry, kid, don't think he can help you.

[Pause, pause.] Wait, who the fuck are you?

LOL oh God WORST CONFUSION EVER

[yeahscience]

[Jesse goes pale; he grabs the communicator.] He what? What?? What did you say?

[In the pause, and over Pink's question, he starts yelling, panicked.] MISTER WHITE? ARE YOU THERE? CAN YOU HEAR ME?

[likeprofesional]

Jesus! Quit fucking yelling my ear, kid or-- [Oh, wait, can't do threats. SIGH.] I'm not repeating myself. Answer my fucking question.

[yeahscience]

[But Jesse's just going to keep railroading over him.] Is he dead? Did you actually see him die?

Who shot him? Was it that asshole Mike?

[yeahscience]

[At this point, Jesse's just looking exhausted. Still sort of messy and teary-eyed, he just raises a hand.] Hey, uh, Warden Claire. I'm Jesse.

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[yeahscience]

[He just kind of shrugs, because. Really. What can he say?] I'm dead, so. You know.