R R I - REHABILITATION & REINTEGRATION INITIATIVE

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: Reece and Meg
Setting: The clinic, late.

( 'I never said ah didn' like ya Kentucky...You'r jus' an 'noying dick sometimes...' )

Characters: Meg, Susanna, Brady, Ryan, and Jason
Setting: Spiritual room and balcony just outside it, evening

( Or - That Time Everyone Got Stabbed With The Same Knife )

Characters: Meg and Adam
Setting: late morning, courtyard

( more than anything )

Characters: Brady and Meg
Setting: The farm, after the trial

( 'Gonna gimme a debriefin’ are you Sarge?' )

Characters: Wu and OPEN to all involved
Setting: Courtroom, 9 AM

"Understand that I am neither prosecution or defense," Wu said as he looked over the jury, "I am not here to argue these cases or answer your questions relating to them. I am here only to present the basis of each. Anything more, you must ask the law enforcement staff or the accused themselves."

He was as composed and unreadable as he'd ever been, pacing around in front of the long table that situated the jury. His temper was coiling with impatience, but this wasn't the place for it to come loose. "In the case of fights, of which there have been several, keep in mind that guilt may be assigned to both parties for taking part, and that sentencing ultimately rests in your hands as well. Neither verdicts or sentences must be unanimous, only held by a majority. Let us begin."

Characters: Meg, Reece and Cal
Setting: The detention area, morning

( But then life *does* have a habit of repeating itself. )

Characters: Meg, Reece, Pippa and Aaron
Setting: The courtyard

( Feeling dazed and confused )

Characters: Meg, Susanna, Reece, and eventually Ryan
Setting: Activity Room, midday

( Going trailer trash )

Characters: Meg and Wu
Setting: Block A walkways, Late afternoon

( strange allies )

Characters: Brady and Meg
Setting: The kitchen, not long after this.

( And a little needlework. )

Characters: Meg
Setting: The workshop, afternoon

( Preparation is everything )

Characters: Meg and Kyle
Setting: Kyle's room, morning

Despite being up stupidly late, Meg had actually woken earlier than she had in days and although she felt distinctly sleep deprived, her thoughts were much clearer than they had been the day before. She wasn't about to make any overreaching claims of being mentally or emotionally stable but she had a purpose in mind, a direction she was planning to move in and for the time being it was enough anchor her in the here and now.

The new perspective, flawed as it arguably was, also meant she was finally grounded enough to engage again with other people so when she got the message from Kyle and realised how much she'd not been there for him, how much she'd missed him, she didn't waste any time.

( Friends Who Know Me )

Characters: Meg
Setting: Her room, the courtyard

( It was like deja vu. )

Characters: Meg and Mojo
Setting: Music room, afternoon

( Hold on to that feeling... )

Characters: Meg
Setting: Her room, early afternoon

( Is you might not like what you find. )

Characters: Meg
Setting: Late

( And an unpleasant surprise. )

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

( ...can only get you so far. )

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.

Character: Meg
Setting: Her room, midday

( Just like that. )