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[ Maybe it wouldn't come to much surprise where Sheryl chose to keep her cell phone. Considering that Sheryl's cellphone was currently resting between her breasts ... all the viewer will see is complete darkness. However, the lovely Sheryl's voice can be heard and very clear as day.

Though today --- she doesn't sound very happy. ]

How dare you! Do you know who I am?! I am Sheryl Nome!

[ Other voices were in the background. All sounding confused and shocked:

"What happened?!"

"That girl just slapped the blonde for some reason."

Meanwile, Sheryl was ignoring them all. ]

Did you believe you can grope Sheryl Nome and get away with it, Pervert?!

Wai--wait a minute! It's all a misunderstanding! It was an accident! I swear!

[ Sorry, Gino. She doesn't seem to be listening to a word you're saying. ]

I hope you know that that doesn't come for free. I hope you are ready to pay ...

H-huh?

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[ Those who are in the area will find a blushing and clearly angry Sheryl crossing her arms over her *~hopes and dreams~* protectively.

Another odd thing about this sight is that ... she is wearing a wedding dress.

You are very welcome to try and break the fight up --- if that is where this is going. With Sheryl's stubbornness, those brave souls who want to try are free to do so! --- at their own risk. ]

[The feed clicks on to the sound of a voice all but dripping in smugness. It belongs to someone who, apparently, has found no shortage of amusement with his current situation.]

Ahh, how scary! Trial? Conviction? How could someone like me, who's never done anything wrong in his whole life, be convicted of any kind of crime? [He chuckles quietly -– okay, maybe 'never done anything wrong' is a bit of an exaggeration.] And calling me “inmate”? So rude. I do have a name!

Really, though... what an interesting situation. To be pulled away from home so suddenly like that; it's disconcerting to say the least. But what's the use in lingering on what's already done, hm? There must be so much more to this place than this little.. ah, welcome lets on.

I'd like to know more. About everything. About all of you, whoever you are. There must be a lot of fascinating people here if this is indeed some kind of prison.. [He's getting more and more excited as he continues.] So many terrible people who've done so many terrible, terrible things. I wonder, do you feel bad about any of it, now that you've obviously been caught? Or do you still think you're just an innocent victim caught up in someone else's mess? I'd really like to know what you think~! [He starts to laugh, but cuts out a second or two later.]

[Piper was actually rather fascinated with the whole place. It was something like nothing she'd seen before, really. At least, not outside of a sci-fi movie. She was busy wandering and exploring, taking in her surroundings. Part of it was to find out more, part of it was to find a way home, part of it was to learn about people around her. She was nervous, definitely, but she was doing her best not to let it show. She even had her hands in her pockets for now. She didn't want to accidentally freeze anyone, or blow them up. This kind of situation was pretty awkward, so, she was definitely nervous enough that her powers might just go off a little funny.

Still, she was scared. Deep down, she was very, very scared. Her sisters would try to find her, right? They'd know that the double sent to replace her was fake. They had to. Well, maybe not Paige so much, but Leo would know. She clenched her hands tightly into fists, still in her pockets. They had to. But, would they know what to do? She didn't even know what to do, yet. And there was no Book of Shadows for her to look at and figure it out. Though, she was wondering if this was even magical or demonic in nature to even be in the Book of Shadows. As it was, her initial calls for Leo hadn't worked. He hadn't heard her. And, on her second try at calling for help, Paige hadn't heard her either.]

I'm screwed... aren't I? [She finally pulled one hand out of her pocket and rubbed her face. She wasn't going to cry. She wouldn't let herself. Not, yet, anyway.] No. I'm not. I'm going to get home. Things will be fine. I just have to remember that. They'll find me. They always do.

[She took a deep breath, picked her head up, and stalked over to where she saw this 'kiosk' labeled on the map. It was time to ask some questions.]

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This is on, right? Oh... there it goes.

Alright, listen up. I haven't got all day, so I want answers. I can't seem to call my husband or my sister, so I need to know what's going on with this place. And now. A nightclub doesn't run itself, you know.

So. First things first. I get that we're in some prison under the sea. Right. [As weird as that was, really... she waved it off with a roll of her eyes.] What's important here is that I find out how I can... pay for these 'crimes' or whatever this is all about so I can serve my sentence and go home. I've got friends in strong places with the law, so don't make me start dropping names. [Though, she was kind of reluctant to ask Daryl yet again to help her out of what was looking to be a little supernatural, and Cole was... well, that was an awkward situation right there.]

Who's in charge? And who do I talk to here about a trial and proper representation? I want at least a hearing, got it?