027 | VOICE

[myresponsibility]

Scorpius is in Zero. He needs a doctor.

[And he's not going to say why unless he's pressed, because they've done this whole burn the warden at the stake for lashing out at someone thing before, and he doesn't think Ben deserves to be demoted or told he should be demoted for this..]

[Warden Filter]

[He sounds a little less hollow when he switches the filter, but there's still something off.]

Crazy question, but does anyone want to breathe down this guy's neck a little until he gets his own warden? I don't think this time out's really going to teach him much of a lesson and I don't think anyone else needs to get hurt.

I mean, I can do it, if no one else wants to.

[Filtered to Friends*]

[Peter is still bad about asking for help. Like, really bad at it. But he's super angry and still remembers being grabbed and threatened and being absolutely fucking terrified thanks to the flood, and he doesn't really know how to deal with all of it.

Like, at all. And he's apparently supposed to be better at reaching out to people now, but there's still a lot of hesitation and reluctance to actually be around people right now.

Except he did just sort of imply that he got in a fight even if that's not really true, so. Might as well reassure people, he guesses.]

I'm fine.

[Private to Ben]

[This part comes a bit later.]

Is he doing okay?

[ooc: One friendly conversation rule applies!]

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[orderfromchaos]

I'll heal him.

[He assumes Scorpius isn't missing...actual pieces, or Peter probably would have been more vehement. Anything short of that, he can fix.]

[myresponsibility]

[Probably. He'd like to think so, anyway, but he is pretty incredibly pissed. B(]

Thanks.

[Spam with permission]

[keeps_a_cool_head]

[In his familiar cell in Zero, Scorpius is resting. He has his hurt arm laid over his chest and does his best not to move it, concentrating instead on the plans revolving in little circles about his mind. Plots within plots: that's usually his way. He's stretched out on his back on the available cot, musing on the peculiarity of Ben being the one who attacked him first: evidently some wardens are easily manipulated. One swift push and he could have Ben fighting against his demotion.

But what would be the point? How would it get him closer to his goals? He'd have to think about that.

The last thing Scorpius is expecting is medical treatment, but this doesn't mean a visit from a doctor won't be welcome all the same. This section of his plan complete, he's relatively docile and will not put up a fight for whoever chooses to enter his cell]

[Spam with permission]

[orderfromchaos]

[He lets himself in without negotiations or threats, without doing anything to verify that Scorpius won't give him trouble beforehand. There's no point asking whether it's carelessness or confidence in his own power; for Dillon, the two go hand in hand. When the cell door latches behind him, he turns and leans back against it, hands in his pockets. He doesn't have any medical equipment, or even a first aid kit. He just looks at scorpius for awhile, gets a sense for the similar-but-alien anatomical structures, from bones to biochemicals, the nature of the order he needs to reimpose.]

[surfaceshine]

[Dean is not pleased, either. He doesn't bother hiding this fact, despite the flippancy of his reply.]

How strong is your stomach? Alien sweat is probably pretty noxious, especially in leather bondage suits.

[myresponsibility]

Pretty strong, I guess. I'm technically probably a mutant, so.

[He's trying to match the flippancy, but it's falling a little flat. B(]

[ Public: Video ]

[warisart]

[Ben, however, is not interested in having Peter or anyone else blamed by proxy or lack of explanation for his actions.

Calmly:]

I am responsible for the injuries sustained by Scorpius.

[ Private: Video ]

[myresponsibility]

You didn't have to say anything.

[ Private: Video ]

[warisart]

No. But neither will I accept the possibility that another takes blame for my actions.

[ Private: Video ]

[myresponsibility]

I wasn't totally going to take the fall for you.

[Friends Filter]

[mistconduct]

...Pete, I'm sorry. Sorry, Flood Self was a little fucked in the head.

[Friends Filter]

[myresponsibility]

It was just a flood.

[But it definitely sucked. u__u]

[Friends Filter]

[mistconduct]

Yeah, but I was an ass to you and you were just a baby. I'm sorry, man. That's not me anymore, I swear it.

Thank god for Bond, right? Remind me to buy him a beer.

[Friends Filter]

[myresponsibility]

He might want something a little stronger after he had to babysit me for a couple days.

[so many filters]

[lastincident]

[ Warden ]

Steph doesn't require too much of my time, and is doing a lot better. I can be in the rota for handing Scorpius if needed.

[ Private ]

If you need anything, let me know.

[so many filters]

[myresponsibility]

[ Warden ]

Thanks. [It kind of sounds like he could use someone who gets anger management in his life. B(]

[ Private ]

[This one is harder to answer, and he takes a breath, trying to figure out what to say.]

I don't... really know what I need. [He wants to go home, even though he knows he's here for a good reason. It's just hard.]

[private]

[lastincident]

Need some time to think about it?

[Warden Filter]

[routemistress]

I've been talking to 'im, but between Vic and everything else I'm spread a bit thin just now. I'll keep doing what I can.

[Warden Filter]

[myresponsibility]

Thanks.

[Private]

[semifreakingnormal]

You busy?

[Private]

[myresponsibility]

Not really.

[Private]

[semifreakingnormal]

Cool. I'm coming over.

[Because you hang out when you claim to be fine. u_u]

[Private]

[lastrat]

>[Mutter grumble interpersonal relationships.]

You haven't had much downtime lately.

[Private]

[myresponsibility]

You say that like it's a bad thing.

[Private]

[lastrat]

Stress tends to be.

Don't come to me looking for grilled cheese, though.