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[freezerburns]

[The video clicks on and Isaac's sitting there, looking all cozy in a thick cardigan. He doesn't really seem like he's freaking out - but he's totally freaking out. Everything's weird. He hasn't even stepped outside his room yet. He's been too wrapped up trying to figure out how the hell he's supposed to do this warden thing. But look, it's time to introduce himself, start the whole process, get it moving. He needs his deal, so he has to do this.]

So this whole BYO room onto the super strange prison spaceship - that's pretty cool, right? I totally didn't expect that part. I kinda had this picture in my head of like, prison cells and guards in uniform. People getting shanked, and smuggling drugs and stuff-- [Isaac, don't say up their butts.] --like in movies. [Nice save. Oh, but what if the room thing is just for wardens? Has he just made a crack about the inequality between wardens and inmates inadvertantly? That could be awkward.] Wait, do inmates get their rooms from home? Or is that just for wardens?

Um. [The pause stretches out for a bit too long and he realises he should maybe give his name. Possibly.] I'm Isaac. Isaac Lahey. From California. I'm not exactly experienced with the whole... spaceship thing. Or the prison thing. But it's cool. I'll get the hang of it.

Comments

[imfollowinghim]

They get their own rooms, but people still get shanked and smuggle shit.

[Hi Isaac, have a slightly worn out looking guy in a battered, old fashioned army uniform. At least his raccoon eye bruises have faded by now??]

[freezerburns]

Oh. [THANKS???] Good to know. I mean, not exactly confidence-inspiring, but good to know.

[imfollowinghim]

Sorry. Figured it might be for the best not to get any wrong ideas right off the bat.

[freezerburns]

I'm sensing there's a lot of shanking. Is there a lot of shanking? [You look tired as hell, dude.]

[imfollowinghim]

Well, I've never worked in a normal prison, so I might not be drawing the fairest comparison here. [And what he does have for past work experience... might not help because there was a lot of shanking in World War II.]

But yeah, shit happens. Not all the time and not to everyone, but be careful.

[freezerburns]

Hey, I'm tougher than I look. I can take care of myself. [If he knew Scott's werewolfitude was common knowledge he'd maybe mention his claws right now. As it is, it kind of just seems like lame teenage bravado.]

[imfollowinghim]

Most of the kids here can. Most of the adults, too.

People still get hurt.

[freezerburns]

Yeah, well. [A shrug, his mask of indifference settling into place.] People get hurt all the time. It's not really new territory for me.

[imfollowinghim]

You from Beacon Hills?

[Because that would. Explain a lot.

Also he sees some of your other conversations sooo.]

[freezerburns]

Yep, born and raised. I'm guessing you know Scott and the others, huh? [By this point, he knows the gang's all here.]

[imfollowinghim]

Pretty well. [All things considered.] I'm Bucky.

[freezerburns]

Good to meet you, Bucky. Been here long?

[imfollowinghim]

A couple months. You got any questions, I can do my best to answer 'em.

[freezerburns]

[Questions, questions...]

Any stuff you wish you'd known about this place before you signed up?

[imfollowinghim]

You can disappear without meaning to and wind up back here a year later with most of your memories missing.

Fair warning.