this is the part where prison is more or less dave and busters

[saklas]

Passengers: Everyone who wants to come see what the weird vending machine is about for the first time it is open to them! This is an open mingle/party style log.
Location: "a corner," the location of the Commissary
Date: February 1 - 7 on year one of our cool and sexy journey
Summary: 14 space idiots squint at the ATM that can supposedly make elk meat and clown shoes for them
Warnings: Will add as needed! I'm 90% sure someone's going to ask for drugs or blades, just as a weather forecast

Comments

[rank1]

There's a gym here, you just need a fuckin' warden to open it up. I've just been training whatever quiet area I can find instead of asking. [He glances over Volk, a little dubiously.] Would you even use it?

[saklas]

I mean, like.

Wouldn't that be hilarious?

[absolutely the fuck no he will not use it, it's the principle of the thing.]

[rank1]

At least a little. [A scoff of a laugh.] You don't look like you've been inside a gym in your life.

[lessandmorethanhuman]

"Hmmm. You've posted to the network a lot, and interacted with almost everyone as far as I can tell." Alex guessed, thinking back. "Still, one person does not a data-set make. Thanks for sharing though."

[saklas]

I don't like doing things that I already know I'm going to be bad at.

[saklas]

"Sure. Tell me if you find anything or if its completely random and they don't give a shit."

[lessandmorethanhuman]

"It'll take a bit, but sure." Now Alex is going to raise an eyebrow. "You going to try to break this yet already."

[rank1]

Everyone's shit at everything first. You buy into that "if at first you don't succeed, destroy all proof you tried" shit?

[saklas]

"I'm trying to break all of it, yes." Obviously.

[saklas]

Everyone's shit at some things first.

[Volk is smirking. He's a 'got good grades, didn't study' type asshole.]

For other things, there's talent.

[Yes. He is a beautiful golden idol of talent. Worship him, creatures.]

[rank1]

[A scoff.]

Yeah, true. Still didn't answer my question.

[saklas]

Sure. Yes. I do believe in that. Who wants to be embarrassed?

[Ew.]

[lessandmorethanhuman]

"Well, get to it." Alex fully intended to watch

[rank1]

[A shrug.] I never feel embarrassed, even when I fuck shit up.

[saklas]

That sounds fun, but it does explain a lot.

[rank1]

[A shrug. It's a fucked up way to be, but he can only be himself.]

You should try it. Might take a while to get the hang of, but once you're there, you're invincible.

[saklas]

Oh I am never getting there, I have anxiety.

[He says this like he's got it in a box in the back of the store. We are all stocked up on that, dude, we definitely have it.

This, from Volk, is just an excuse to continue to be a snob about people with worse taste than him - "ugh, at least I'm not like THAT" - and also to not have to work on himself.]

[shiftedshape]

Loki couldn't stop the rush of pink to his cheeks if he tried. But he can cast a quick glamor and hide it, at least. He turns to eye Volk, going for intimidating, only for his mouth to fall open at the sight of the knife. Well, shit.

Loki snaps his jaw shut and grabs the knife back, disappearing it to his pocket dimension immediately.

"It put up a decent effort. Are you planning on purchasing anything?"

Smooth. Seamless. Clearly he is unbothered by how close he was to handing an inmate a weapon.

[saklas]

"I was planning on seeing what the limits really are on what they're offering, but now I have a question for you."

Volk raises his eyebrows, clicks his camera off. Done filming. He's got what he needed. Thanks.

"You know I didn't have to give that back, just now. This could have been embarrassing for both of us, I could have made you chase me down to get it, or lied to you and been caught, et cetera, et cetera.

Who has time for that kind of thing?"