1.1.01.01.38: green sector east.

[needshumility]

So we all know each other's... well buried secrets.

Except, I imagine that they're still quite well buried. They all came at once - and unless you put the effort in to go back and read everyone's... it's hard to remember who said what, except the people you were really paying attention to. Especially if you were trying to control the damage someone else was doing, or making huge confessions of our own.

[Warden filter, minus Jane]

Two questions, everyone:

Does anyone have any... technology I could borrow have? Nothing dangerous or lethal. It doesn't even have to be useful. Just anything that post-dates either Victor, or tractors. Some are for him, some are for other purposes.

Secondly, does anyone have... children? Just as a query.


[Filtered to Prefect, Narvin, any other painfully bureaucratic wardens]

Um.

Is there something you need to do or fill in when an inmate graduates? Like... something official?

I'd hate to miss any formalities and you seem the sort of gentlemen who would know.

[Private to the Admiral]

I'd like to change my deal. I'd like, specifically, the following Univisual paints:

[INSERT LONG LIST OF hue-brightness-saturation NUMBERS HERE]

Many thanks in advance.

[Private to Jane]

Victor's going to graduate.

I... I think I might go home. mostly to punch dad.

Stop me, if you want. I'm not sure why, I just feel like... the longer I stay here, the more complacent I get.

I... asked for my deal to be changed back to the original. I supposed that was the less selfish option.

Do what you like with yours, but I'd... please think of Dorien.

Come to my room tonight.

[Private to Victor]

Did you have that conversation with Rex?

And... I hope you don't think I'm too much of a bad man. For... everything with Violet.

[Private to George]

I'm sorry if I was... short with you. I didn't realise that...

Things work differently at home, I think.

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[failedcreator.livejournal.com]

[Victor smiles at this. He's been learning a lot about safety in the engine room.]

I shall, I believe. [He steps closer, looking carefully at the items.]

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[needshumility.livejournal.com]

[He handed them over and went back for another rummage,]

You earned these, Victor. Significantly so.

[Spam]

[failedcreator.livejournal.com]

[Victor smiles at that.]

Doing well indeed, to earn such treasures.

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[needshumility.livejournal.com]

[Eddie continues his rummage, but asks idly,]

What will you do when you leave, Victor?

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[failedcreator.livejournal.com]

[Victor thought for a second.]

I will go home. I must make good with my brother.

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[needshumility.livejournal.com]

I think that's a fine plan, Victor.

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[failedcreator.livejournal.com]

Yes. I have done great wrong by him and he will be quiet alone in the world.

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[needshumility.livejournal.com]

I think...

I think you can go and do it, if you want, Victor. I think... yes, you've graduated.

[Spam]

[failedcreator.livejournal.com]

[Pause. Victor just stops, looking at Eddie.] I have... graduated? Truly?

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[needshumility.livejournal.com]

[He nodded,] Yes. [He then broke into a grin,] Don't look so surprised.

[Spam]

[failedcreator.livejournal.com]

I am surprised. [Victor admitted. He'd never really suspected that graduation would actually... happen.] I had thought that there was more for me to do.

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[needshumility.livejournal.com]

[Eddie shook his head,] I really don't think so, to be honest.

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[failedcreator.livejournal.com]

[Victor was silent for a moment, then nodded.] Then I must believe it is so.