11th Spell

[whatthewrackspurt]

Don't be mad at Sylvanas, everyone. It wasn't her fault. I think Arthas used his magic to hypnotize her into doing his bidding and laid his mind eggs inside her patterned brainwaves - all metaphorically, of course. It happens sometimes.

That was fun, though. I've never banished a demon before. I didn't think it would be so complex.

[Private to the dinner crew]

I'm thinking something with molasses. Are any of you good with molding?


[Spam, closed to Vic and Jax]

[In the evening, Luna skips down the hall to bring dinners to those she didn't see in the lunchroom. On her list is Victor Creed, and so, armed with an apple, she knocks on his door]

Mr. Creed?

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[whatthewrackspurt]

I don't know if he'd appreciate that. He's quite solitary.

[routemistress]

I don't give a flying four-way ...frogspawn if 'e appreciates it, the great frozen git. 'E's just going to 'ave to lump it. We've been too easy on 'im much too long, I want 'im off my ship and there's only one way I want that to 'appen.

Like Babs said, it takes a village. Time this village kicked that bugger into shape.

[Dinner Filter]

[maytakecenturies]

Why did you accept this position?

[brains_before_bullets]

[He's tossed off to the side and collides with a wall. There's a sickening crunch from his right leg and Jax makes a strangled noise of pain. That's definitly broken. He keeps a tight grip on the gun, though.

And then he hears Luna's voice.]

Luna, get the fuck outta here!!

[He manages to spit that out through gritted teeth and the pain surging through him.]

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[150th]

How?

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[whatthewrackspurt]

You get a feeling. A sense that what you're doing is working, and it lets your imagination run wild. You're not afraid to try new things.

[whatthewrackspurt]

A village, or a very very large stick.

[Dinner Filter]

[whatthewrackspurt]

The dinner shift? Marsh asked me to.

[broughtwhiskey]

And they can die again and again.

[ Private ]

[surfaceshine]

Suck it up, buttercup.

No time for pity at the end.

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[150th]

This is not the freedom I was referring to.

[But it is interesting.]

[whatthewrackspurt]

They get chances to live again and start over.

[ Private ]

[whatthewrackspurt]

It's Luna, actually.

And this isn't the end. Not close.

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[whatthewrackspurt]

Just because you're in prison doesn't mean your mind has to be imprisoned.

[ Private ]

[surfaceshine]

Sure.

[He laughs this, a vicious, acidic sound, and then hangs up.]

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[150th]

No. But a lack of practical freedom may not let mental freedom benefit anyone.

[Dinner Filter]

[maytakecenturies]

You have no experience commanding, and none in cooking.

[broughtwhiskey]

They don't always deserve it.

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[whatthewrackspurt]

True.

What would you do with your freedom, if you had it?

[Dinner Filter]

[whatthewrackspurt]

No one has any experience in anything when they're first starting out.

[whatthewrackspurt]

Then this might be their time to earn it.

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[150th]

Go back to my home, and finish the work I began there.

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[whatthewrackspurt]

That seems a noble purpose.

[Dinner Filter]

[maytakecenturies]

And you think the Barge is suitable for starting out?

[Dinner Filter]

[whatthewrackspurt]

It's safer here than back home currently, so yes, actually. I do.