[When the video clicks on, Mokou sits in a relatively dark room. With a large icepack on her head.]

Look, if you wanna call this place a prison, keep track of your "inmates." At least the ones on the outside have metal bars and handcuffs to keep all the humans from escaping. Honestly. You are the shittiest warden...

So, who hasn't vanished into the abyss? Four days, yes, but gods know who's gone by now.

[She looks like she's about to turn the feed off, but reconsiders for a moment.]

Also, to the newbies? Yes, you're in prison. Yes, you're possibly chained up. Stop fucking complaining. [BECAUSE, YOU KNOW...SHE TOTALLY DIDN'T UTTER DEATH THREATS OVER THE NETWORK WHEN SHE FIRST ARRIVED. NOPE.]


[Private to Reisen]

Inaba. Get your ass over to Sector Five, before I hunt you down like the scared rabbit you are. ♥ [She makes a heart-shape with her hands. Reisen, run.]

[Hear that sound? It's the sound of a foot hitting a wall, repeatedly. A girl's gotta work her aggression out somehow, you know? Not like the wall's going to feel anything, anyhow. ENJOY THE SHOW MARINA.

After a few mildly satisfying minutes, Taiga gives up, breathing heavily, face flushed, hair in disarray, hands clenched into fists at her sides.]

A life sentence? You expect me to believe that? You expect me to give in quietly? I refuse.

DO YOU HEAR ME? I. REFUSE.

[No she isn't on the verge of tears what are you talking about.]

[ Because using the shooting range is about the least discreet way to keep his skills sharp, seeing Neil taking part in one of the zombie-slaying rail shooters at the arcade is nothing new. However, today he has decided to take advantage of his mechanical skills and, with Haro's assistance, he has made a few... adjustments to one of the machines.

Neil is standing with the infrared prop weapon at the ready, swiftly and precisely taking out the various targets on-screen. Two things are unusual about this:
1) Despite the game offering various upgrades along the way -- machine guns, shotguns, dual weapons -- his character is only using the default revolver. The advantage to this? It has unlimited ammunition and forces him to memorize the best times to reload.
2) He is standing about fifteen feet farther away from the machine than should be possible. One can likely spot the spot where two cords have been spliced together to extend the existing one. It's just another challenge.

But don't worry. The second gun on the arcade machine's front is still intact! (He "borrowed" the cord a while back, and the robots have since replaced it.)

Just because this is practice doesn't mean you can't join him. Or catch him on his way to and from the arcade... ]

You know. The longer I'm here the less this place seems like a prison. I mean, they have a party and generally let us do as we please. Isn't a prison a place you go to be punished?

[ She shuffles through some clothes on the rack. She's sorting through some blazers right now, trying to find one that fits. If you are in the same clothing store as her, feel free to come up and talk!]