capeandcowllogs | Incarceration

WHO: Gamzee Makara and YOU POSSIBLY SINCE IT'S AN OPEN LOG
WHERE: Superjail
WHEN: December third to December tenth we'll say. EXCEPT FOR THE KARKAT PART that part is in November.
WARNINGS: Gamzee still swears and might get nasty with people because even though he's got a moirail that doesn't mean he'll be calm if his moirail's not around.
SUMMARY: Gamzee is in jail and much calmer than he's been normally. People can come visit and/or harass him if they'd like.
FORMAT: Words I would guess.

And here is Gamzee at long last where he belongs. Only after over three hundred murders, several assaults, and one moirail to get him here. It's been a strange journey for him and he's got not much else to do but reflect on it, that is until he gets some visitors. Even when Gamzee wants to spit in their eyes there's something nice about having a visitor or two to talk to instead of running another idea, another plan, or another mistake through his brain. It gives him just a little something to do.

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_{Yeah, just one annoying motherfucker we're all stuck with here.}

[Suddenly, he decides he doesn't want to stay on this topic.]

How the motherfuck all is it with all of your ownselves out of this fuckin' place?

[ wow, where does she even start? between the violent indiscretions earlier and the fallout from that, terezi's broken nose, feferi's arrival, jade and dave's party, her own pale inclinations being swayed, and the endless drama resulting from all of this (only added to by rose's return in just a few hours)?

not to mention a desire to ease gamzee back into things, so she's reluctant to outline all of this immediately ]

Mildly hectic. There's been no shortage of events requiring my attention, but everyone seems to be doing well enough.

_{So you're still all getting up at in every motherfucker's business is what all you're saying.}

[Yeah, he may just have said that in an insulting way.]

[ she shrinks back a little despite herself. she's always been afraid of the implication that she's being too meddlesome, but why is she so bothered when gamzee of all people makes it right now? ]

I'm simply...doing my best to ensure that events progress smoothly, I'm not overly-- [ wait wait this isn't right, she should not befalling prey to him this easily. she sits back up, quickly regaining her composure like she isn't even bothered. that glow says otherwise ]

...Only as needed.

[Gamzee eyes the glow and resists an urge to smirk at her reaction.]

We're sure you are.

[He says in a tone that actually sounds reassuring as he thinks of a doll.]

[ and that only seems to make it worse, really ]

Please, Gamzee, your patronizing is neither required nor appreciated.

[ she's already got a moirail for that. ...which makes her wonder whether she should inquire on something for her sake. perhaps less directly ]

Is it just, do you think? This result we've come to.

_Just? What the motherfuck all do you mean just?

[No, he doesn't, but putting that into the words he wants to might be harder than he can handle right now.]

[ ugh there is nothing easy about this question ]

Do you feel your incarceration on its own is a fitting punishment for your crimes. That it isn't, perhaps, to some degree...overly lenient?

[Pissed tone time.]

_{What do you all think we're up at deserving, sister?}

I don't have particularly strong feelings on the matter. The fact that your prior actions have at least come to an end has gone a considerable distance toward satisfying me.

[ she folds her hands on the tabletop and leans in a little ]

But it isn't my own thoughts which are the subject of discussion at the moment. [ no, it's terezi's mostly, but that's why she wants to know his own ] Which is why I'm present you with the inquiry, how do you feel regarding the matter?

Don't all know.

[He says and leans back away from Kanaya, only half looking at her now.]

Uncertain, or disinclined to share?

[ she lifts one hand to rest her chin on it ]

I would imagine you've been given ample opportunity to examine the situation during the past few days you've spent here.

_{We've all already up and said it, Kanaya.}

[Like anyone would believe that.]

Did you? Because the only words to meet my ears could best be described as a form of rhetoric commonly known as "deflection".

[ one she's rather familiar with utilizing, in fact ]

[Sighing with frustration now:]

What answer do you motherfuckin' want from us? _{That we deserve to be up and punished?} That we don't deserve this shit? _{Or the answer you probably do all want?}

That we should be gettin' motherfuckin' worse than this.

[ she averts her gaze at the question. she hasn't considered her exact feelings on the matter. she doesn't want to. her own feelings weren't supposed to have anything to do with why she asked, this was supposed to be for terezi. ]

All I seek is a genuine response, not to be told what I'd like to hear.

_{Fine, Kanaya.}

The answer is still the motherfuckin' same. _{We don't all know.}

Maybe it's motherfuckin' fair that we're up at in here. _{Maybe it'd have been fairer if we were getting help before we got to being in here.}

Maybe death only deserves fuckin' death, _{but then if it all did then a lot of other motherfuckers would have to be up at not breathing too.}

Really, we don't think fair shit matters at here. _{Not sure it matters anywhere.}

Well, you weren't exactly in a position to easily grant assistance to. I did...what I was capable of in the situation.

Needed help long before that shit.

[And now he's just going to lean all the way back into his chair and avoid looking at Kanaya entirely.]

[ she sits up and lets her hands drop in her lap ]

While at the time presenting little indication of such a fact. But were there signs I simply hadn't recognized, then for that I apologize.

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