Prison Mates

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“And stay there!” Sokka shouted somewhat unconvincingly. He had settled into his role as their double agent, and did so with a flourish. 
Iona stumbled into the cell with no resistance, completely ignoring the guard as he walked off with an insulted huff. Her eyes scanned the crowd in the darkness, until she found the redheaded man she was looking for in the far corner by himself. 
She sat a little bit away from him, her back to the wall, but still within earshot. 
moe-lazyeye
Opie glanced up from where had been distractedly gazing. He tilted his head as he worked to recognize her, and then remembered. “Oh…hello…sister of that white haired girl.”
akkeyagentofhelheim
She raised her brows towards him, “Niece, actually.” she corrected him, “You said she was coming. What did you mean by that?”
moe-lazyeye
“Oh yeah…she did say neice didnt see?” Opie rubbed chin, and then shuffled closer to her. He lowered his voice. “The Rebellion is planning a raid. Your aunt is at the forefront of it.”
akkeyagentofhelheim
One of her ears twitched above them, “She would.” she responded in soft voice, wondering what if her Aunt had managed to speak with Milae, “So what’s the plan? What are you doing here?”
moe-lazyeye
“I’m scoping the place out. Mentioning anything that looks helpful. Mostly I’m just serving as the demons eyes.” Opie answered. He leaned forward. “What are you doing here?”
akkeyagentofhelheim
She clasped her hands on her lap, “Carelessness. I got my sister and I lost, and these Central soldiers caught us. They threw me in here, and her…” she sighed worriedly, “I don’t know.”
moe-lazyeye
“Huh…well that’s bad…” Opie mused, and casually laid down on the floor like a cat that suddenly found standing up far too troublesome to put up with. “So then…” he said, figuring these words applied to Iona, Akkey, and the Warden alike. “Now that we’re together, what could we try and figure out that’ll give our plans a boost?”
akkeyagentofhelheim
Iona looked at him curiously, “I don’t know what your plans are, but I can warrant a guess it’ll have something to do with my Aunt’s portals? That’d certainly make it easier.”
“You said demon. Are you talking about Nala?”
moe-lazyeye
“I think her name was Warden.” Opie murmured, putting his hands behind his head. He seemed oddly at home.
“I think I got the basic jist of the plan. Honestly I didnt pay attention too well. But i need to make contact a squad of half breed gaurds here…slipner…I think…I give them a special code, and then they’ll know what to do from there. Which is a lot of portals, infiltration, and then a final shove against the staff.”
akkeyagentofhelheim
“Hmm…” her gears were turning. Knowing Aunty Akkey, she’ll have enough juice only for one massive teleportation, so that’d be our exit. If Nala’s involved then they’ll be doing their usual projection, so she can stay far away. Teleportation from a distance would mean precise locations for all the escapees, hence the infiltration and coordination. She wondered briefly to herself if Kettil would be part of the raid, but quickly shook it off.
“I’ve seen half breed guards walking around, yes.” she said, still eyeing him curiously, “They tend to keep to themselves. What’s the special code?”
moe-lazyeye
“Oh I totally forgot it.” Opie sighed, his eyes were now closed as he relaxed on the floor. “Something about legs. I’m sure they’ll catch on.”
akkeyagentofhelheim
She stared at him a little taken aback, “You don’t seem to know anything other than a general idea of the plan, but even then your information is shaky at best. Why did the Rebellion send you in? Are you even taking this seriously?”
moe-lazyeye
“I was sent in because of my expendability, perceived trust worthiness, and their lack of knowledge of my record. So there is that.” Opie admitted with a shrug.
“I realized that my role was simple enough that it didnt require a lot of extra thought. That, and the demon can give me reminders anytime…I’m not really invested, so no I’m not taking this too seriously, but thats nothing personal.”
akkeyagentofhelheim
“I’d assume remembering what the code is to contact a squad of half breed guards would be vital to your role,” she raised a brow, “Plus, I don’t know how trustworthy you can be after we get out of here if you need the Warden to continuously give you reminders about important details to the entire raid.”
moe-lazyeye
“Oh I’m not trust worthy at all. I got some shit going on right now like you wouldnt believe…or maybe you would. Cant be certain since we just met.” He stretched. “Well…when I see a large enough collection of half breed gaurds I’ll get the reminder and say the code. Soon enough you’ll be free as a bird.”
akkeyagentofhelheim
Her eyes squinted ever so slightly at the curse, “We’ll be free. My aunt can take everyone, don’t worry.”
moe-lazyeye
Opie cracked an eye open at her, and then closed it again. “Yes, we, of course. We both want the same thing after all…”
akkeyagentofhelheim
“Sure,” she stared at him. Weirdo… “If you’ve got a lot of stuff going on, why would you agree to go? Wouldn’t think prison is the best place to sort anything out…”
moe-lazyeye
Opie considered not saying anything or lying. But then he reconsidered. What was the worst that could happen talking to this girl? He may as well find out how people and other adults reacted to…well…anything in general.
He rolled onto his side to look at her. “Does the name Mount Massive mean anything to you?”
I guess this question will determine who’s shes connected to and how fast news travels…
akkeyagentofhelheim
She tilted her head in thought, “Uh… I heard that name somewhere. That’s where the Chief’s son was found. Don’t know much of the details, though…”
"I guess the explanation will have to be more detailed then..." Opie rubbed the back of his head. "Huh..." the man seemed suddenly very unsure of himself. "Well I uh...I was in a place. Only there wasnt any sunlight coming through cracks in the stone. The floors were wet with everything but water...and there wasnt a locked door between you and anybody..."
He looked around as if to reevaluate the cell. "Here...here is nice. Its simple... but safe..."
@akkeyagentofhelheim
akkeyagentofhelheim
There was a slight wrinkle in her nose as she realized what he was talking about, "Is it not nicer and simpler and safer back on Haligan?"
moe-lazyeye
"Hmm..." Opie's lips curled in a grim smile. "That would be like eating a heavy, greasy roast right after watching a relative or friend die in front of you...too much goodness for a soured appetite, if you catch my drift."
akkeyagentofhelheim
"Soured appetites don't last forever. Can't imagine how willingly holing yourself up here would help in improving said appetite. It takes time to settle a bad stomach, after all. But once it does, you get to enjoy the meals you've been given as much as you can," she glanced at him.
moe-lazyeye
Opie laced his fingers together, silent for a minute. "Maybe...its because the last I saw the outside world...I was ten. And now, it's so big, and so frightening that it makes this box perfect for me."
akkeyagentofhelheim
They were silent for a moment.
Iona pressed her lips in a thin line. She knew the word 'you' wasn't a mistake anymore, "I'm sorry. That's horrifying..."
"I've spent a couple weeks in here, and it's... not as bad as prisons can be. The guards basically ignore you, you get some sort of sustenance, and a roof over your head, as long as you behave." her dark eyes flickered, "But it's still awful. You're not treated like a person; instead you're like a disgusting or pitiful object. Sure we're not dying but... that's not living, right? That's just surviving. Living is about forming relationships, feeling and emotion, creating and grieving and seeing. It's freedom."
"You've survived in terrible conditions since you were ten. But now you finally get a chance to live. A prison, no matter how lesser of an evil it is compared to what you've been through, is still a prison; it won't give you that."
moe-lazyeye
"True...true..." Opie relented, as he rolled up his sleeves, revealing vertical scars as thick as a thumb running from his wrist to elbow. "Of course...I only survived because someone forced me to. Trust me when I say I'm not denying your words. I'm just...hmmm."
His face suddenly got a strange look. "Have you ever...found yourself acting like the thing you were afraid of? To try not being afraid of it? Or to ward it away?"
akkeyagentofhelheim
She stared at his scars, still unmoving on the ground, before letting her gaze shift back to his face, "No..." she said slowly, "Admittedly I haven't. But I have someone very close to me who has..."
moe-lazyeye
She could practically see the cogs spin in Opie's head before it snapped to a conclusion. "Your aunt...." he said, and scratched his cheek a few times to satisfy an itch.
He didnt bother to comment further, but went on with his original point. "There's a man out there...who wouldnt know what to do if he was actually put out into the world. With no cage to hide in or rope to hang on to. It terrifies him...and after living in his world...it scares me too..."
akkeyagentofhelheim
She leaned a cheek on her hand, slightly impressed at how quickly he got it right, “It’s not like you live in his world anymore, right... does it scare you that much that you’d be willing to exchange your own freedom and prospective quality of life for this kind of ‘safety’? Even if there were people out there willing to help you through it?”
moe-lazyeye
Opie thought about that. "I suppose the only thing better than this...would be something just like it...only where I controlled the key to the door. And only the people I wanted inside could get inside..." he squinted an eye. "But at the Rebellion I was put in a house with someone already there, with people who could walk in at anytime...here...I'm more likely to be forgotten about, outside of a food tray getting dropped off."
akkeyagentofhelheim
“Then go somewhere else. That’s the beauty of freedom.” she drummed her fingers on her cheek in thought, “You asked about becoming your own fear and running from it. You got it right, it’s my Aunt.”
“Because of that, she also needed a place that she could control who came and went. It’s isolated and hidden, and no one could get there other than by portal or dragon. Only a few people know where it is, so if she wanted to be alone without being bothered, she could go there. But she could also come back to the world when she’s ready. You can’t really do that in a jail cell.”
Iona shrugged, “You can’t find something like that in the Rebellion, it’s a place that’s all about family and society. But the world’s huge, bigger than Haligan, than this prison, than Mount Massive, than Aidorin. Go somewhere else and make a new home with the parameters that you chose for yourself. It’ll take time, but at least it’ll become the right amount of nice and simple and safe that you want.”
moe-lazyeye
"Tucked away in my own secret place." Opie's eyes became wistful as he thought about it. "Yes...you're right...I dont have to exposed to the whole world...but I dont have to just be here either..."
He glanced at her. "You went out of your way to try and help...how come?"
akkeyagentofhelheim
“I don’t know. I don’t really have a reason,” she stretched a little. The ground was cold and hard, and her back hurt, “I asked that guard to bring me here because I wanted to get caught up in the plan. Everything else was just... conversation.”
moe-lazyeye
"Is he going to take you back soon?" Opie inquired?
akkeyagentofhelheim
“Probably not, there’s not a lot of regular movement between cells here in the first place.” she continued, “But I won’t bother you if you want to be alone...”
moe-lazyeye
Opie’s fingers began to drum on the floor as he watched her, his eyes calculating. He let his head swing slowly to their left to get a peek at the sun outside, and then let it return to its former position.
He rolled one eye, squinted the other, appeared to debate a question in his mind, and then nodded. “We should be fine.” He finally said, and walked back to his corner.
Category:BOTGD 2
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