Incarceration

[caprihorn]

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.

Comments

[caprihorn]

[Pissed tone time.]

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

[glowsferatu]

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?

[caprihorn]

Don't all know.

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

[glowsferatu]

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.

[caprihorn]

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

[Like anyone would believe that.]

[glowsferatu]

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 ]

[caprihorn]

[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.

[glowsferatu]

[ 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.

[caprihorn]

_{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.}

[glowsferatu]

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

[caprihorn]

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.]

[glowsferatu]

[ 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.