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

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[sanctus_dei]

Fine. It'll be worth it. What's the worse that can happen, I die again? I've got nothing left to lose. But I can wreck this place and get the hell away.

[Turns out all this standing around and talking is way more exhausting than he realized, in his current state. His back thumps against the wall next to the machine as he leans on to it.]

Gotta have some kinda goal here. And it sure isn't gonna be playing along.

thank u friend

[saklas]

Volk, paranoid, turns it over a few times just to be sure.

(His already has a big crack in the screen from when he fell on his fucking face on day one. Very embarrassing - he hopes people don't assume he can't run in heels, because he completely can.)

"I mean, yeah, we'd get caught when they turned it on. But if they weren't using it for a few hours or checking it, we'd have that much time. If we grabbed it right before they went to sleep..."

keep ignoring me

[saklas]

Did he just actually imply he DOES have a robo-dick?

[Like, that's interesting. That's an interesting fact. He's not sure if it's good or bad but it sure is interesting.]

<3

[rank1]

“Sounds legit,” Travis replies. He goes over the wardens. Does Claire even think about the communicator? She looks vintage. Or… “Silco might know who’s the best to go after. He’s a strategist. He watches all of them.”

[saklas]

We're not! I'm on my side, you're on your side, and everyone else is on their own fucking side!

[He yanks it away.]

This is personal. I asked for something and they're trying to fuck with my head.

[saklas]

No, think. The worst that can happen is that you stop to break something and get caught, and it's all pointless.

My goal is to go home. If your goal is your pride, be my guest, but we only go so far together.

[smugreport]

[ Integrity or new shirt?......new shirt. ]

Okay, okay.

[ To Travis: ]

Looks like I win this one.

[ you didn't so anything meme ]

[smugreport]

Look I'm the last guy that's into the ideas of a temporary alliance...

[ The last couple times he's done it it has gone very, very poorly for him! He really shouldn't be extending this olive branch, but stubborn as he is he's started to clue in that he's not going to get far alone here.

He moves his outstretched hand away to gesture at their environment. ]

But you're not gonna get far by yourself here. All you've gotten is foam shoes and a foam piece of paper. You work with me, you're going to get at least a little further than that.

[ And if Rhys had the self awareness to realize just who he's sounding like right now he give himself some pause. But that trauma is staying in its shallow grave for at least another day. ]

[saklas]

Volk sighs at the name.

"Do you trust Silco not to bungee-jump fuck us? He attacked me in my sleep on like, day two. Before you even got here.

This is accompanied by a halfhearted but imaginative gesture illustrating bungee-jump fucking.

[nineteenfortyfive]

Rhys. Shut up.

[Since he is Tall, Claire is just going to try and grab him by the shoulders to try and steer him out.]

[rank1]

Ouch. Maybe he’s shadier than Travis thought. But…

“He gave me a shiv even though we hadn’t met just cause I fought a warden,” Travis replies. “Didn’t even come with strings attached. He’d be on board with fucking the wardens over.”

[rank1]

[This is annoying! He stays in Rhys’s face, fully intending to follow to finish the threat.]

You get a free pass just this once. Next time, it’s on.

[saklas]

It's personal, [Volk pleads.

He's, not ready. Not ready. He really, barely thinks he's got the juice to keep fighting this, though.]

[saklas]

Nope!

Volk puts up both hands.

"Girl come on. Travis. You're loud, you fight everybody, you're not wearing a shirt right now. He thinks you're a distraction."

[sanctus_dei]

I can't go-- [For a moment, some real anger manages to boil up out of somewhere in Theo. Less aimed at Volk as it is in everything, really. He manages to get it down to a simmer.]

Good. Go home. I mean it. Everyone else can get the fuck out and go home, however the hell they can manage that. That's not an option for me. Even if I'm not dead, I'm just going to jail there too anyway.

[rank1]

“He did me a solid,” Travis protests, a little loud. “Who cares? I offered to be a distraction for you too, didn’t I?”

[smugreport]

[ Thankfully for Volk Rhys doesn't care enough to fight this much longer.]

Okay, fine. You better not be holding out on me man. If that's something to do with you know what, I wanna know.

[smugreport]

OOohh no, I'll tell you when it's on. You'll know.

[ Said with a glare over his shoulder as he reluctantly lets Claire steer him away. ]

[saklas]

[Volk is, despite his rhetoric, one hundred percent in this for himself and none left over for other people.]

So, what, you're going to burn down the building with you inside?

[...He's not dissuading the idea. This isn't a mentally healthy dude you're talking to. He makes an expression like: yeah that sounds dramatic and cool.]

[saklas]

"Yeah, you offered. Taking advantage of someone isn't-"

Okay, this is pointless. Volk centers himself.

"Look. You don't need to hate him, but I think he'd sell us both, on the dark web, to human traffickers, for the cost of ONE club sandwich, with coleslaw on the side."

[saklas]

I straight up "don't know" what, Rhys. It's just news from home.

[rank1]

“No one’s taking advantage of me, I know what I’m doing,” he says, even if the subject has changed. Just so it’s clear. “But he has insight. If he tries to screw us over, I’ll just kill him.”

[smugreport]

Yeah it...it better be. Whatever.

[ Why is he threatening him lol...he means escape plans Volk! You know what he's talking about don't play dumb. ]

Enjoy your foam shoes and shopping receipt.

[saklas]

No, okay, no, the ONLY backup plan cannot be fucking murder.

"He's too risky. Killing him won't help after the fact if the plan goes down anyway. Also, I'm not comfortable with murder. That's not a proportional amount of force for this. Or, like, almost ever, actually. I know you don't care about that."

No one should, because no one should care about anyone ever. Let's move on.

"Point is, I'd like to try to do it without him. If we can't, I'll think of a way to get him in without giving him a way to ruin it."

[rank1]

The immediate pushback almost surprises Travis —— when’s the last time he heard someone say hey, no murder in a way that wasn’t followed by it’s not profitable? Jeez.

“It’s not that I don’t care,” he says, but he doesn’t finish that thought. Whatever. This guy doesn’t care about his reasons. “But sure. Figure out what you want to do. I’m in as long as there’s a chance at something exciting.”