R R I - REHABILITATION & REINTEGRATION INITIATIVE

Characters: Becka and Ryan
Setting: The pool, afternoon

( at rebuilding trust )

Characters: Grace and Becka
Setting: Kitchen, 1pm

( and conversation )

Characters: Hannah and Becka
Setting: Kitchen, morning

( And making plans. )

Characters: Becka and Violet
Setting: Becka's room, afternoon

( Tomorrow will be brighter. )

Characters: Becka and Ryan
Setting: The library then her room, mid-morning

( Keep your head in the game. )

Character: Becka
Setting: Her room, cafeteria, library, dawn

( She felt like she had something to prove now. )

Characters: Adam, Becka, and Wren
Setting: Adam's room, dawn

( down and down it goes )

Characters: Caroline and open!
Setting: Courtyard, just before dawn

Caroline had fallen twice already. She had ripped off two fingernails – one of which was still stuck in a crack above the level two balcony. There was a blood smear halfway up the wall, but the roof was almost in sight now.

Every muscle in her body was burning. Each limb felt like lead and her arms and legs trembled with the effort of keeping going. She had been right – the climb to the roof had been almost impossible. But she’d made it.


( Or she thought she had... )

Characters: Becka and Leandro
Setting: The kitchen, the Room #2

( No one should be alone. )

Characters: Meg and Beckah
Setting: The cafeteria, early afternoon

( ...can only get you so far. )

Characters: Kyle and Becka
Setting: Kitchen, his room, noonish

( Or how to remove an elephant from a room. )

Characters: Hannah and Becka
Setting: Hannah's room, then the farm, mid-morning

( aren't sweet and innocent )

Character: Becka
Setting: Her room, morning

( It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live... )

Characters: Carmel, Ryan, OPEN (maybe Caroline also? up to you!)
Setting: Courtyard, after almost everyone clears out after the stocks scene.

Carmel finally drug herself outside, squinting faintly in the light. Maybe she could use a drink so she could legitimately feel like shit. She didn't join with everyone like she normally would, only lingered in the back right near her room, hoping that would satisfy the idiot administration enough. She didn't condone it, but if the people wanted to go through with it, it was there decision. She'd caught enough of what Wren said for her to agree with that.

She raised a hand to her face, blocking the already bright sun. It was going to be a warm, bright day, she suspected. She'd heard people say something about shade, but no one looked like they were getting off their butts to actually construct something. Instead of following everyone to the kitchen, for once she avoided it, not feeling particularly people-y, and once most of them were gone, she ducked first into her room for a set of sheets--just washed, she thought with a sigh--and a few towels, willing to give herself options before making a bee-line for the tool shed.

Hopefully Caroline would know she wasn't out to hurt anyone. She was one of the least violent people here unless directly threatened or someone got her protective instincts up.

She already had an idea of how to construct something, so she grabbed the two brooms she found and unscrewed their handles before going for the rake and the shovel, doing the same thing to those. She grabbed a hammer, and a spade in case she might use it, and so burdened, she headed over to where Ryan was already sitting. She greeted him cordially, wondering what he'd done, and set to work, starting to hammer the first wooden length of wood into the ground. If she did it just right, the fitted sheet might actually have a use after all...

Characters: Charlie and open to all!!
Setting: The Courtyard, following directly on from this scene

Charlie decided that, if they were ever going to reach a conclusion about this bullshit, someone was going to have to take charge. Proper charge. And that, he decided, may as well be him.

He jumped up onto one of the stocks and balanced himself, raised up above the milling people and standing on what was the focus of their conversations, if not their direct attention. "Okay, people. Look - I get it. We've been put in a shitty situation. Apparently, two people here have fucked up. Nobody's bothered to tell us how, or give us any information, other than the fact that we're meant to put them into these things here." He banged his foot hard several times against the wood. "So, we can stand here and argue about 'human rights' and 'cruel and unusual punishment' and what the fuck they will do to us if we don't bow to their every command. But, really, it comes down to a simple choice: are we doing this or not?" He let that question linger for a moment or two, then continued. "So, what I suggest is a really simple check. Everyone who thinks that we should go ahead with the punishment as mandated, go stand over by the tool shed. Those that think we should look up at the cameras and say 'fuck you' to the people watching? You go stand by the gym. Let's see what we all think. Vote with your feet people!" he announced, before jumping down, and heading right over to stand by the gym. He leaned against the building, waiting to see what everyone else would do.

Characters: everyone attending stocks-a-palooza
Setting: block A courtyard, early morning

Jae had read her notes on the computer. So this is where everything takes the turn into horror! went through her head. Jesus. She also read a note saying chickie-poo wasn't about to participate in a voluntary fashion.

Heading down to the courtyard, she checked out the stocks there. She imagined ones with just room for a head and wrists, but they weren't set up like that. These, she was guessing, were for ankles and wrists. Looking up at the sky, she didn't see many clouds up there.

Sitting down on top of the closest set of stocks, she waited for other people to arrive.

Characters: Carmel and Becka
Setting: Kitchen, after 4pm

( With a little gossip thrown in for good measure. )

Characters: Cal and Becka
Setting: Clinic, very late morning

( When all we can do is try. )

Characters: Adam and Becka
Setting: Her room, late morning
Warning: Possibly a little nsfw

( But it was one they both wanted to make. )

Character: Becka
Setting: Just inside the cafeteria, morning

( Things just get more confusing when you hear things you're not meant to hear. )