video;

[velocette]

[There's very little light, of course; but the faint light from his cigarette and a lighter are just enough to show the two fish bowls he has on his desk, and the silky tails of the two bettas inside them.]

I wonder if this place, being a safer place for some of us than our own homes, doesn't create stagnation. I wonder if, without the Admiral's piloting skills, some of us would just lie down one day and never get back up.

I think that's what was happening with Harvey. It wasn't safe at home, and at least here he knew it would go on and on no matter what he did.

If I ever get another inmate, I'll have to figure something else out to stir up some motivation in them. There's something to be said for the carrot and the stick, I guess.

...Is it dark, or is it just me? [He has to ask that seriously okay]

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[velocette]

[Babs is one of those rare people who is easy to believe, because she always seems much too confident and on the side of justice to lie. (Granted, the people most likely to lie are often the people fighting for an ideal, but the fact remains: he believes her.)]

What are the chances he's doing better, wherever he's at?

[bodilesswarrior]

[Barbara is no stranger to twisting truths when it suits her, but she prefers to be straightforward, in matters like this. If she thought the Boy did something wrong, she'd tell him.

Some things you just can't control. It's something she's had to learn all over again, since coming here.]

It depends, I think. On what - and who - he found there.

[velocette]

Iris had an idea about my deal with the Admiral. She thinks it would be a good idea to have a shelter for families leaving domestic abuse built there--I want to make sure that if he sees it he'll know it was us.

[Any advice? :c ]

[bodilesswarrior]

[Her eyes go wide, and then she smiles, achingly wistful.] I think that's a fantastic idea.

Lots of shelters have a bit of poetry inscribed somewhere.

[velocette]

I can think of a lot of lines that would fit him. Maybe something about the stars...

[Since that's what they see most of all, around here: whether at port or on the Barge, there are stars.]