R R I - REHABILITATION & REINTEGRATION INITIATIVE

Characters: Wren and Kyle
Setting: The Courtyard, Lunchtime

Kyle was definitely feeling more positive today, and it showed in everything about him. In the fact he had dressed with more care. In the fact that he had actually gotten a full night’s sleep and didn’t look half-exhausted. In the fact that he was smiling as he knocked on Wren’s door at around midday, practically bouncing as he waited for her to answer.

( Past, Present and Future )

Characters: Angel and Wren
Setting: Early evening, A block kitchen

Angel had eventually left the pool, but hadn’t bothered to do more than throw his pants on over his wet self and underwear, drawn by his growling stomach more than anything else. So he was puttering around the kitchen, stoked to find ingredients for pancakes even though it was evening. Nothing wrong with breakfast for dinner. It was odd, the gang member, drastically terrifying tattoo on his bare back, humming to himself and making pancakes, but it was a nice reminder of home. His mother, despite her husband’s line of business had been a pretty traditional mother.
( I'm ready to die )

Who: Mazie and Wren
When:Late morning
Where: Wren's room

( with an eerily accurate reading. )

Characters: Drea and Wren
Setting: Courtyard, Block A, shortly after her arrival.

Drea blinked a little as she came out of the cafeteria into the courtyard and rubbed her wrists absently as she took in her new surroundings. The blindfold was bad enough, but had they really had to shackle her wrists? She bet most of the other inmates had at least gotten to walk in, not be pushed in like luggage. Still, it was better than the alternative. They'd made promises to her, that if she got through this, she'd be free, with a new life. She wondered if they'd let her do anything even close to being a cop again. Probably not, kiddo. It'll probably be some lame secretary job where they don't mind you sitting around all day.

Inhaling deeply, trying to enjoy what was at least an illusion of more freedom, she began looking around, to figure out where she was supposed to go. Room 6, her tag said. She saw the gym first and liked what she saw. It might be a little cramped, but she'd manage. She'd have to. Turning her chair one way, and then another, she figured out which direction the room numbers went. Unless the numbers were a complete mishegas, it shouldn't be too hard to figure things out. Turning her chair and adjusting her bag in her lap, she made her way around the edges, taking in the new surroundings. "Welcome home," she muttered to herself.

Characters: Wren and Charlie
Setting: block B/room 43

( soon )

Characters: Wren and Kyle
Setting: his room

( and non-truths )

Characters: Adam and Wren
Setting: Wren's room, morning
( it's rather simple )

Characters: Everyone at the Masquerade
Setting: The courtyard, evening-night

The decorations had been set up with the help of a ton of people, music was getting played, and there were costumes for everyone. The night was going to be great, hopefully, just what everyone needed. Autumn looked around from the second floor balcony, and smiled, thinking this couldn't be better. It was exactly what she'd wanted it to be.

Characters: Wren and Adam
Setting: her room

( innocence )

Characters: Kyle and Wren
Setting: Wren's room

It took Kyle a little while to get to Wren’s. There had been throwing up in the middle somewhere there. And then having to put himself back together again as best he could. It was far from perfect.

He almost didn’t make it, matter of fact. It wasn’t until he’d left his room again that Kyle suddenly realised that Wren now lived in Block B. Which meant passing the infirmary again. Where there was a dead body. And all of that blood. Too much blood. She was dead. He’d never seen a dead body before.

It meant that when he finally knocked on Wren’s door, he was crying again. He just wanted it all to go away.

( The Simple Choice )

Characters: Wren and Charlie
Setting: his room, late

( and a little sweetness )

Characters: Brady and Wren
Setting: Governor's office

( while picking up a statement )

Characters: Adam and Wren
Setting: Governor’s Office, early evening

( stop shooting yourself in the foot )

Characters: Wren and Kyle
Setting: wren's room

( and a few more needles )

Characters: Wren and Charlie
Setting: his room

( and revelations )

Characters: Wren and Kyle
Setting: Kyle's Room, morning

Kyle had been up for most of the night, working. Sleep never came easily to him when he felt the need to rebalance factors in his life. When he felt the need to atone for some wrong doing, some failing on his part. He couldn’t sleep until he figured out what he should do, and until he put that into action.

The artist had finally secumbed to sleep as dawn broke, his eyes finally giving up as drifting closed, slumped over his desk where he had been working, the piece all but finished.

( Approaching issues )

Characters: Wren and Adam
Setting: Adam's room, morning

( confusion at every turn )

Characters: Adam and Wren
Setting: Adam’s room, middle of the night

( and the nightmares they bring )

Characters: Adam and Wren
Setting: Adam's room

( redirection )

Characters: Charlie, Grace, Wren, Evan and Wu
Setting: The courtyard, 1 P.M.

Forethought definitely let Wu make it all look easy; it had only taken a bit of planning and a wilful redirection of his thoughts to keep himself on task and timely, and in the end? He’d laden the picnic table in the courtyard with two generous bowls of food, four empty bowls to eat from and utensils to do so, and even a serving platter with mugs and a tea pot.

He’d learned a great deal over the course of his life, so even if lessons of etiquette and presentation had come later? They had still been retained, and were definitely observed now. Unreadable in his expression, Wu seemed at ease as he spread the empty bowls and utensils between four seats, laying cutlery by three of them and a pair of chopsticks by his own. He was hopeful for a lack of conflict from Charlie, and had even taken pains to prepare a vegetarian stir fry and rice, two dishes that seemed unlikely to cause offence. But the boy was wilful, and if today saw him continue to be so? Wu would just have to play a very gracious host, and let the fallout fall where it would.

( Arrival of the rest )