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[Tommy walks the halls as if they belong ti him- it's not too strange, since they often did, back home. He walks as if's surrounded by hard men with razors stitched into their hats, with guns in their hands. It's easy to take offense to, but he'll be quick to reassure if anyone does.
He visits the Deck first, to smoke and to let it sink in where he is. After that, he makes the rounds, exploring: the dining hall for a good meal, the bar for some whiskey (Irish; always), the engine room. He spends a considerable amount of time in the common rooms, too, trying to figure out the TV's.
At night he's back on the deck, as high as he can go, as different as scene from his dreams as the Barge can provide.]
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[He's been on the ship for a full day before he announces himself. You might have seen him, or you might not have; for all he moves as if he owns the halls, his suit is drab enough that he can blend in when he wants.
He's in his kitchen now; there are patterned tiles, an old-fashioned wood stove, a china cabinet. It's cozy, if outdated for most of the Barge's inhabitants. Without his hat on, Tommy's eyes are a clear, penetrating blue. His voice is low, with a strong Birmingham accent. He's smoking, and it's obscuring his face in the already low lighting from the oil lamp on the table.]
From what I can tell, this place is all about 'forgiveness'. Not forgetting, but forgiving-- inmates and wardens alike. How long should forgiveness take? Are there things you could never forgive? People you'll always forgive?
Has your opinion changed, since you've been here?
[Tommy walks the halls as if they belong ti him- it's not too strange, since they often did, back home. He walks as if's surrounded by hard men with razors stitched into their hats, with guns in their hands. It's easy to take offense to, but he'll be quick to reassure if anyone does.
He visits the Deck first, to smoke and to let it sink in where he is. After that, he makes the rounds, exploring: the dining hall for a good meal, the bar for some whiskey (Irish; always), the engine room. He spends a considerable amount of time in the common rooms, too, trying to figure out the TV's.
At night he's back on the deck, as high as he can go, as different as scene from his dreams as the Barge can provide.]
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[He's been on the ship for a full day before he announces himself. You might have seen him, or you might not have; for all he moves as if he owns the halls, his suit is drab enough that he can blend in when he wants.
He's in his kitchen now; there are patterned tiles, an old-fashioned wood stove, a china cabinet. It's cozy, if outdated for most of the Barge's inhabitants. Without his hat on, Tommy's eyes are a clear, penetrating blue. His voice is low, with a strong Birmingham accent. He's smoking, and it's obscuring his face in the already low lighting from the oil lamp on the table.]
From what I can tell, this place is all about 'forgiveness'. Not forgetting, but forgiving-- inmates and wardens alike. How long should forgiveness take? Are there things you could never forgive? People you'll always forgive?
Has your opinion changed, since you've been here?
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Date: 2015-06-28 05:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2015-06-28 05:29 pm (UTC)God's will ain't something I can enforce.
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Date: 2015-06-29 01:44 pm (UTC)You surprised that there's a warden here like me?
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Date: 2015-06-29 02:45 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2015-06-29 03:08 pm (UTC)That'd be mighty hypocritical of me, Miss Doggett.
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Date: 2015-06-29 03:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2015-06-29 04:30 pm (UTC)I'm a warden, and I've killed people, if that's what you're asking.
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Date: 2015-06-29 04:37 pm (UTC)Who'd you kill?
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Date: 2015-06-29 05:13 pm (UTC)He knows it's cruel, and he knows it's probably not a quality that the Admiral had been most keen on when he got asked to do this. But this is it, warts and all.]
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Date: 2015-06-29 09:08 pm (UTC)... You don't got to say or nothing. Not to me. I'm just wondering.
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Date: 2015-06-30 10:53 am (UTC)Too many to count.
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Date: 2015-06-30 06:29 pm (UTC)[He's pushing at her limits, mostly-- trying to see at which point she will stop asking questions. It's a good thing to know.]
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