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"Not too long ago I said Unity Group is not a prison, but..." Commander Antov looks over his reports. Since when did UG accumulate so many prisoners to take care of?
A chance for you to converse with some of them (well except Sielje, she gets her own thread).
[1]
Ilinka Venczel doesn't do much - she mostly sits around in her cell without any displays of emotion, as if used to it. Despite not being a prisoner but merely someone under house arrest, Desta is similarly not too communicative, brooding by himself (presence of guards non-withstanding).
Apollonius, on the other hand...
"Aaah! I'm sick of this shit!"
He throws a book he was reading on the floor.
"I never expected being held hostage to be so fucking boring! Is that your plan? To bore me to death?"
"At least let me pilot once in a while! I see BrightSaber and it's collecting dust! Are you guys really so stupid to let a good unit and its pilot go to waste?"
[2]
"It is over..."
Aaron Anso Antema, the sole remaining Lady's Good Men member, is pacing around his cell.
"My uncle is dead and his cult has fallen. Our dreams, shattered. All because of that one man..."
"Loni Gavin. You have bested me." He admits bitterly.
[3]
Serak - Peola's mother for those of you who are not Ashe - unlike the other prisoners who are either emotionlessly sitting around, brooding, throwing tantrums or moping while pacing is...
"DI'SARTHI! KRA SATH KURS'HUK! ER'KITHARI MAR YARSARATH!!!!"
Screaming out things that Peola has continuously refused to translate while trying to pummel her way out of the reinforced cell she was placed in. Not only that but every time her fist rams into the walls she recieves an electric shock. The lack of damage to the walls and the faint scent of burning hair has yet to deter the scarred woman from her futile escape attempt. Eventually she would slam her head into the wall only to end up getting launched to the floor by the next jolt. The tirade of alien curses has yet to cease as she gets to her feet and tries again like a clawless cat trying to scratch a curtain.
A chance for you to converse with some of them (well except Sielje, she gets her own thread).
[1]
Ilinka Venczel doesn't do much - she mostly sits around in her cell without any displays of emotion, as if used to it. Despite not being a prisoner but merely someone under house arrest, Desta is similarly not too communicative, brooding by himself (presence of guards non-withstanding).
Apollonius, on the other hand...
"Aaah! I'm sick of this shit!"
He throws a book he was reading on the floor.
"I never expected being held hostage to be so fucking boring! Is that your plan? To bore me to death?"
"At least let me pilot once in a while! I see BrightSaber and it's collecting dust! Are you guys really so stupid to let a good unit and its pilot go to waste?"
[2]
"It is over..."
Aaron Anso Antema, the sole remaining Lady's Good Men member, is pacing around his cell.
"My uncle is dead and his cult has fallen. Our dreams, shattered. All because of that one man..."
"Loni Gavin. You have bested me." He admits bitterly.
[3]
Serak - Peola's mother for those of you who are not Ashe - unlike the other prisoners who are either emotionlessly sitting around, brooding, throwing tantrums or moping while pacing is...
"DI'SARTHI! KRA SATH KURS'HUK! ER'KITHARI MAR YARSARATH!!!!"
Screaming out things that Peola has continuously refused to translate while trying to pummel her way out of the reinforced cell she was placed in. Not only that but every time her fist rams into the walls she recieves an electric shock. The lack of damage to the walls and the faint scent of burning hair has yet to deter the scarred woman from her futile escape attempt. Eventually she would slam her head into the wall only to end up getting launched to the floor by the next jolt. The tirade of alien curses has yet to cease as she gets to her feet and tries again like a clawless cat trying to scratch a curtain.
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Dido folds her arms, trying to figure out what she really wants to ask Ilinka.
"What do you really want?" She says. "What do you want right here and now? In a grand philosophical sense, I mean?"
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Ilinka looks down, thoughtfully.
"I... want to be more useful."
"I feel useless. And if I get sentenced, I will be even more useless. Possibly forever."
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She sighs and sits down. "But you blew up a city, Ilinka. How can we trust you not to do that again?"
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"And you are right. You cannot."
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She stands up. "What's the limit? What won't you sacrifice for your desires? Us? A city? A country?" She holds up her hands. "I'm not trying to scold you: if we know how you balance your values...maybe then we can find a way to trust you."
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"I would give everything up for Loni if he wanted me to. This is not for my desires, but for his. But his desires won't ask him to sacrifice lives of people. That's the kind of person he is."
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She hesitates. "I'm sorry for spinning that crackpot theory about you being manipulated into Loni's good graces. It was cruel; worse, it insulted both you and the choices you've made."
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She gets up to go. "I'll see you tomorrow with some books: until then...I hope the choices you make bring you happiness."
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"Yeah. About that, Mr. Bondage Knight? It was the UG that bested your Uncle. Loni didn't do shit."
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"I thought I had that at least, but even that is taken from me? And don't call me Bondage Knight."
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She frowns. "Come to think of it, didn't your uncle design those mechs of yours? Man, that must have been rough."
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