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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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[tucky]

Well, home, sometimes. Once I get out of prison. I'm thinking I can go back and forth a little bit, and maybe that'll make it easier to serve my time. People can do that, right? I see wardens talking about going back to get breaks a lot.

Maybe I'll go some other places, but I don't know. I never been anywhere else before.

I know I wanna visit my warden.

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[patheticvillain]

Doesn't he live in backwards-ass medieval-land or something?

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[tucky]

So what if he does? I can still go see him.

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[patheticvillain]

I guess you like him a lot then.

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[tucky]

I love him.

[He's been gone for two days and she already misses him desperately.]

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[patheticvillain]

. . . You have any pictures of him?

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[tucky]

Yeah.

[She pulls out her camera and starts flicking through images; when she finds the one of her and Merlin from her graduation day, she holds it up for Cassel to see.]

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[patheticvillain]

[He tilts his head to one side, smiling faintly.]

You guys are cute together. You're making me miss my warden.

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[tucky]

Who was he? What was he like?

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[patheticvillain]

His name's Kon. I think he was probably the kindest person I've ever met.

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[tucky]

How long has it been since you saw him?

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[patheticvillain]

Couple years now.

[He's. A little quieter, now that he realizes that.]

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[tucky]

... I'm sorry.

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[patheticvillain]

Yeah. Me too.

He went and got married, though. I think he's got to be happy.

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[tucky]

Do you think you're ever gonna visit him?

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[patheticvillain]

Yeah. I think I might. I don't know if he'd want to see me as much as I want to see him, though.

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[tucky]

Why not? If he was that kind.

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[patheticvillain]

I don't know. I was just kind of a pain in the ass.

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[tucky]

But did y'all care about each other?

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[patheticvillain]

Yeah. I think so.

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[tucky]

Sometimes I forget that not everyone is as... I don't know. With their wardens.

I know I might not love my inmate, if I get one. But I hope I do.

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[patheticvillain]

I loved him. Love him.

I loved all my inmates that I've had. Needy and Czeslaw and Wichita. I miss them.

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[tucky]

Is losing the people you love something that happens here a lot?

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[patheticvillain]

Yeah. I'm. Honestly sorry, but it is.

I lost my brother a little while ago.

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[tucky]

Did he go back to somewhere where he'd be happy?