[Faolan shakes his head. No, there will be no sharing of tales here. He is not keen on sharing his story even at the best of times, and this is most certainly not that. For so many different reasons.]
There is no more to say.
[It is an obvious lie — of course there is more. In another life… But that life is over now, and this is all that Faolan can give Alexei in this moment, even if he should give him more.
He squeezes his eyes tight, shaking his head again.]
Escaping one prison, only to find myself in another. What a godsdamned mess, all of this.
[He nods a little, as if to say 'all right then' without saying it, and clasps his hands loosely behind his back to give Faolan a bit of space to breathe. It's an obvious lie, yes, but not one he's going to challenge at the moment.]
Yeah, thought the same thing when I got here.
[On both counts. It being a mess hasn't changed much. Maybe offering some more information about himself is a change of topic that Faolan would appreciate.]
[Faolan takes in a deep breath and lets it out slowly.
And -- okay. For all that it is a prison, it kind of is better. In some aspects, anyway. Considering the prison he had been in before he had woken up here had been, well. ]
I suppose... At least I do not find myself chained to the wall, here.
I guess I did enjoy not being beaten by the guards for mouthing off on a daily basis.
[Which... well, he could have just not mouthed off, but he's never been the kind of person to just stay quiet in those kinds of situations. More to the point, he was a teenager, and trying to batter him down only made him worse.]
[It is not a competition of 'who had it worse', though if it were, Faolan is of a mind that nothing would top Breakstone Hollow.
Where he had found himself last, in the Widow's holdings, was a comfortable stay at an inn, compared to Breakstone. At least he'd had his own cell he'd been chained in, after all.
...best not to think of it. Of any of it. Of prison. Of the widow. He raises a hand to rub over his face.]
I cannot imagine what atrocities I might have to do here to evoke the same treatment from my own Warden.
Mmn. Wardens acting like that isn't looked on well here.
[Which isn't always great for him with his tendency to instinctively want to solve problems with violence, but hey, he manages well enough.]
Last one who lost his shit on an inmate got demoted. If you can't imagine what you'd do to get that kind of reaction, chances are you're not gonna do it.
Mhm. I haven't seen it happen often, but it happens.
[Always seems to be pretty extreme cases. Actual danger to the Barge or posing a danger to other inmates. Usually the wardens who end up that way are bitter about it even if they re-graduate, using it like a crutch for their own splintered egos.
He's learned to recognise the type. Tends to steer clear if he can. It's not worth the aggravation of dealing with it.]
'Graduation' isn't just a one and done if you stay on afterwards. You have to keep it up.
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There is no more to say.
[It is an obvious lie — of course there is more. In another life… But that life is over now, and this is all that Faolan can give Alexei in this moment, even if he should give him more.
He squeezes his eyes tight, shaking his head again.]
Escaping one prison, only to find myself in another. What a godsdamned mess, all of this.
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Yeah, thought the same thing when I got here.
[On both counts. It being a mess hasn't changed much. Maybe offering some more information about himself is a change of topic that Faolan would appreciate.]
Didn't feel like much of an improvement.
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And -- okay. For all that it is a prison, it kind of is better. In some aspects, anyway. Considering the prison he had been in before he had woken up here had been, well. ]
I suppose... At least I do not find myself chained to the wall, here.
[He lets out a somewhat broken laugh.]
Progress.
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I guess I did enjoy not being beaten by the guards for mouthing off on a daily basis.
[Which... well, he could have just not mouthed off, but he's never been the kind of person to just stay quiet in those kinds of situations. More to the point, he was a teenager, and trying to batter him down only made him worse.]
So yeah, there's that.
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Where he had found himself last, in the Widow's holdings, was a comfortable stay at an inn, compared to Breakstone. At least he'd had his own cell he'd been chained in, after all.
...best not to think of it. Of any of it. Of prison. Of the widow. He raises a hand to rub over his face.]
I cannot imagine what atrocities I might have to do here to evoke the same treatment from my own Warden.
[Is that a good thing? Perhaps it should be.]
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[Which isn't always great for him with his tendency to instinctively want to solve problems with violence, but hey, he manages well enough.]
Last one who lost his shit on an inmate got demoted. If you can't imagine what you'd do to get that kind of reaction, chances are you're not gonna do it.
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I suppose I did mean it more in the context of his character than mine, but you are right.
[He takes a deep breath, before turning to the other man.] A Warden can be demoted?
((ooc: please forgive me for how long it's taken to reply here, some rl things got in the way BUT i am back now!))
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[Always seems to be pretty extreme cases. Actual danger to the Barge or posing a danger to other inmates. Usually the wardens who end up that way are bitter about it even if they re-graduate, using it like a crutch for their own splintered egos.
He's learned to recognise the type. Tends to steer clear if he can. It's not worth the aggravation of dealing with it.]
'Graduation' isn't just a one and done if you stay on afterwards. You have to keep it up.