INTRO LOG #2

[abraxasmods]

Intro Log #2

It has been two months now since the initial group of summonings first took place. Castle Thorne, or at least the part above ground, is buzzing with a vibrant air of hope following the 'success' at the Singularity. Eager smiles and excited chattering are to be found in nearly every corner of the castle and surrounding town. The honored guests may find grateful looks turned their way more often than not. A new and brighter day seems to be dawning on the kingdom.

In the dungeons it's a different story entirely. The mood is somber and uneasy. The prisoner taken for trial has yet to return, and no word has come regarding her or her fate. There has been no mention of any further trials as of yet and guards seem to have little patience for unruly behavior or even conversation. Some seem to not even look at or acknowledge the prisoners at all.

[ Feel free to continue threads from the TDM here or start your own! As cell and room assignments will be short-lived due to this month's event, you're free to assume whichever cellmates and roommates you like instead of officially signing up as long as there are ICly no more than four people in a cell or room at once. ]

Comments

[neverlight]

[ It's all a big mystery, isn't it? Motivations and how far one is willing to go could play into it, too, but he's not about to get into that with someone he just met. It's better to be seen as at least somewhat out of place than to be known.

He raises his eyebrows a fraction in acknowledgement, not a smirk but not not a smirk playing on his lips at her reference. ]

Hopefully with less blood this time.

[ Or, shit, maybe more; doesn't make a difference to him. But, you know, it'd be nice if you could avoid that, Julie. ]

All it takes is one spark, doesn't it? The right person snaps in the right time and place and there you go. See any candidates for that? [ He gives her a knowing look. ] Or anyone you'd push in that direction?

[ All the while keeping your own hands clean, of course. ]

[princessvegas]

[ She shrugs. As long as she's standing after it all, she doesn't really care how many people die. Especially not guards. ]

I'm gonna give it some more time, but... it's easy pickings down here to find someone like that. Half these sorry fucks have been down here for months, starvin' and squabblin'. They're already on the edge. Just need a breeze to blow the right way.

[ And, as she will soon learn, infractions are incremental. Soon, Eponine will be doubly punished for having the honor of getting her face smashed in. Sure, Julie will have to suffer a bit, but she's not suffering the most, and that's what counts. ]

[neverlight]

[ He'd agree with her: whatever way you can come out on top is the most important thing. In a way that makes sure you're still standing, no matter how many others fall around you. In any way that gives you the slightest bit of leverage, any kind of advantage over anyone else. After all, the only person who really matters is yourself. Anyone else can take advantage; anyone else can be a weakness.

He hopes it never comes to that point with Julie. He really does like her. There's something refreshing about being in the company of someone else who gets it: how the world; how basic survival works. ]

Just don't get too cocky. [ It's more a formality than an actual warning; he's sure she knows. She's clearly put some thought into it. ]

I wish you the best of luck, Julie.

[ And apparently their sign's the lucky one, so hey, she might just get it. ]

[princessvegas]

[ She smiles at him and it's less sharp than it was before. It's nice to meet anyone outside the bars, and the fact that it's someone she can, at the very least, relate to is even better. Even back home, most people just didn't get it. ]

If you ever wanna talk shit, you know where I am.

[ Because based on almost every other person she's met here, they're incredibly shit-talkable. Even the ones she already knew. Especially the ones she already knew. ]

See ya around, Brad.