one. ✝

[marredgoldfinch]

[before he even opened his eyes, he could tell he was alone. the very thought made his unbeating heart ache. husky-blue eyes snap open as he sits up in a fluid motion, taking in his surroundings... and his distasteful outfit]

I look like a damn convict.

[someone's been hanging out with a certain foul-mouthed Executioner too long, and it shows.

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[conniving_flame]

It's your conscience speaking.

[marredgoldfinch]

[spins around, trying to figure out where the voice came from]

Conscience? I don't have one.

[conniving_flame]

What, you've forgotten all about me? No wonder you've gotten into trouble.

[marredgoldfinch]

I wasn't aware my kind had a voice of reason. If so, you're about 600 years too late.

[redpaperfan]

You might look like a convict, but you don't know the half of it. Welcome to Crucible, Blondie. I'd show you my explanation sign, but unfortunately, it wasn't incarcerated with me.

[marredgoldfinch]

You've been imprisoned?

... wait, who are you?

[he's really not a fan of this whole situation. or the fact that multiple voices are speaking to him out of a bouncing ball of whatever]

[redpaperfan]

Yes.

I am the furthest thing from a conscience you'll ever need. Sasuke Uchiha, of the Uchiha Clan. You?

[marredgoldfinch]

Ah, do you need rescuing then?

[a soft sigh is heard]

Asher.

[thunder_raging]

... Whoever you are trying to speak to likely isn't here.

As for that, it's likely transmissions over the communication device.

[marredgoldfinch]

Communication device...? This bouncing whatever is like a phone?

[thunder_raging]

If that helps you understand, yes. Though I'm not entirely sure what a phone is. [Haha, kinda never needed one what with the crazy mage-y telepathy.]

[marredgoldfinch]

[well, he knows what they are, and how to use them... as for explaining a phone? yeah, not going to happen. he's telepathic as well, but only at will]

I'm not entirely sure where the hell I am, so I guess we're even.

[cofficer]

Welcome to the Crucible. This -- it's a communications device.

[marredgoldfinch]

[see this? he's not amused.]

And who do I have the pleasure of conversing with?

[cofficer]

Ianto Jones. And you are?

[marredgoldfinch]

[arches an eyebrow. Ianto? it'd been many centuries since he'd heard a name like that]

Asher.

[dawnward]

I wouldn't get rid of that suit you're wearing if I were you. People have been paying the price for that recently.

[hallo here's a silver-haired young man with glasses, pulling out a stack of notes to write on them] Your name?

[marredgoldfinch]

But it's hideous.

[he makes a face, running a hand through the left side of his hair, making sure the right side stays out of sight]

Asher. And you are...?

[dawnward]

People are in prison now because they did that.

[already writing down a new profile] Riku.

Are you human?

[marredgoldfinch]

More of those ridiculous rules? How trivial.

[arches an eyebrow]

I am not.