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[patheticvillain]

[Cassel's in his room, rearranging his drawer of scraps in some order discernible only to him. Ilia is perched on a high shelf, his eyes narrowed and tail twitching, disturbed by the commotion and looking ready to jump down onto Cassel's shoulders at any moment. As he rummages, Cassel addresses the camera; the moment he turns towards it, a bruise slides into view on his left temple, light and mottled black. He seems not to notice it.]

A few things. First of all, if anybody who's not all Admiral-ed up has a problem with the power outages, I think - I think I can make flashlights and lamps that don't need to be powered. [He's speaking specifically to Morgana here, but he doesn't know everybody's hangups, either, so he's leaving it open to the Barge as a whole.]

Second of all, has anybody actually gotten anywhere with the ship? Steering it or anything? Because this seems like it's getting kind of. Critical. [As Dean so astutely pointed out.]

Last thing - I know nobody cares right now, but we still need staff for the gym. At least one more person. If you feel like going slightly less stir-crazy while we're marooned in the middle of nowhere, apply now.

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[patheticvillain]

I think people've been trying. But it can't hurt to try more, maybe?

I don't have the Admiral power, though, so. You know. [Maybe he's not good enough for it.]

[tucky]

You don't? I thought all the wardens had it.

[patheticvillain]

Not me.

[tucky]

Oh. I guess it's random, then, 'cause I know inmates who have it, too.

If you could steer it, where would you want to go?

[patheticvillain]

New York, maybe. Or Chicago. Someplace big that we could get lost in.

[tucky]

New York would be real fun. Maybe I'll try wishing us to New York and see what happens.

Why do you wanna get lost, though?

[patheticvillain]

Sometimes it's nice to get lost and have a crazy adventure. Something that you're not sure you can get out of until you do.

[tucky]

Sounds like every other week on the Barge to me.

[patheticvillain]

Why do you think I'm still here?

[tucky]

Do you like the real bad stuff too?

[patheticvillain]

Nobody likes the real bad stuff. But it's still better than being at home.

[tucky]

I knew I wasn't the only one who thought that.

[patheticvillain]

Are people seriously trying to convince you that's not totally common, because it's totally common.

[tucky]

Even for wardens?

[patheticvillain]

I was an inmate before. Does it still count?

[tucky]

Sure. I was an inmate before, too.

[patheticvillain]

I think a bunch of wardens come here to get away from awful shit back home. If they tell you different they're lying.

[tucky]

Well, I kinda knew that. But then they get their deals and make the awful shit better and then they go.

[patheticvillain]

Sometimes you can't fix all of it.

[tucky]

How long do you wanna stay here?

[patheticvillain]

Honestly?

[tucky]

Yeah. I been told I'm gonna know when the right time to go home is, and that it's gonna happen someday. Now I wanna know what you think.

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[patheticvillain]

I don't ever want to go home.

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[tucky]

[She looks a little bit relieved at that, and she smiles; she can't help it.]

Yeah?

So if I feel that way too - and I'm not saying I do - that'd be okay? It wouldn't make me a bad warden?

Because I don't want to never go back. I just think I would maybe not want to stay there.

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[patheticvillain]

Why would it make you a bad warden? Jesus. Iris doesn't ever want to leave and she's, like, the best warden here.