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PRISMATIC PENITENTIARY
POSTED ON Apr 15, 2024 3:59:02 GMT
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Jack wanted to look away as one of the other prisoners was smashed against the ground like a rag doll in a child's tantrum. Like a worm boring into an apple, the suspicion that the battered man might be Isaac Merlo ate into his heart. Torn between rushing to his friend's aid and avoiding notice, it only took one look at Diamandis for Pamplemousse to win out. The movements of her body, her whispered words. Someone she recognized was here too and she was hurting.[break][break]
As the screen flickered on to show the strange technological room, Pamplemousse turned his attention there. He focused on the details, holding them tight in his mind even as his stomach churned and he yearned to look away from the murders of innocent pokemon. He could feel the hatred burning hotter with each successive pokeball, but the shock of the gigaton ball and the image of the Bloodmoon Ursaluna they had found those months in the swamp shocked him completely. Others from that expedition were here. Their pokemon were here.[break][break]
"Strength, Diamandis. We have more friends to save now," Pamplemousse whispered to his cellmate. He shifted slightly toward her, brushing his arm against hers unobtrusively, hoping the gesture would provide reassurance as he whispered an updated count of the guards, "Ten now."[break][break]
Pamplemousse listened impassively at the speeches others gave, sifting through the exhortations and pleadings of the other prisoners. His mind rushed back to the simulated battle atop that tower, to the conversation Jack and Beau Fontaine had about Truth and Ideals. Perhaps to forsake the other ward was true and logical, but it was so far from his ideals that Jack grew sick thinking of it. He nodded as Diamandis excoriated those who would forsake the others for their own benefit.[break][break]
Jack had thought that she spoke the ravings of a mad woman, but Pamplemousse was coming to believe that it was the madness of a prophet - one of those women who inhaled volcanic steam to see the secrets of the universe. When an opening came to speak, he pitched his voice low.[break][break]
"I cast my vote to --" Pamplemousse started in a rough, scratchy tone to disguise his voice. As he spoke, the cruel Munkidori jabbed a finger into his ribs, his final word coming out in a loud exhale that was clearly Jack, "-- Trust."
[break] NOTES[break] – dummy ward[break] – voting trust[break] – Jack suspects one of the punished prisoners is Isaac and wants to help him, but keeps his cover.[break] – Jack/Pamplemousse tries to be a steady support to Desiree/Diamandis now that he thinks one of her loved ones is imprisoned with them.[break] – Munkidori pokes Jack in the ribs while he is casting his vote, causing him to mess up his disguised voice on the final word. People Jack is close with may recognize it as his voice if they heard him ( Aurelie Lefevre, Zev Harcourt, Neffatari Nzingha, Beau Fontaine).
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