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"Yeah, yeah, leave a message and I'll get back to you at some point."

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Date: 2024-12-10 12:26 am (UTC)
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[Cain's quiet for a bit, not trying to shift Husk away or move away from him, and after a minute he curls a hand against his ear again and rubs it.]

I was stupid.

[Sigh.]

I did some stupid shit and got myself in trouble too many times. Petty shit. They got me on jumped up trespassing charges, underage drinking, and called my sister's rifle in as an illegal firearm. [His voice is soft, level, quiet.]

... I was bored, and restless, and stupid.

Date: 2024-12-10 12:37 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
[Cain takes a breath, holds it for a moment, then lets it out.]

Six months for the trespassing. Five years for the illegal firearms possession. Another five years for resisting arrest, bumped up 'cause I broke a cop's nose. Not to be served concurrently. I cussed the judge out when they brought me in.

[He slips the photo of his family back into the box and shuffles the other items inside around.]

And I had time added on the inside for fighting, mouthing off at the wardens, participating in riots, and nearly killing another inmate.

Date: 2024-12-10 12:45 am (UTC)
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Prison on the colonies is... it's bad.

[He shrugs. Not that he has anything to compare it to, but he knows it's bad. His voice is still steady, but... distant. A little cold.]

New Volga Correctional Facility. They don't separate you out by severity, or whatever. I fought to make sure everyone knew not to fuck with me, 'cause the only way you get out in one piece is by stepping on everyone else.

Date: 2024-12-10 12:54 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
[He blinks. Meets Husk's eyes without hesitation.]

What I did - everything I've done - isn't something I can just ignore.

[And he's always known that, as much as the feeling ebbs and grows depending on how he feels and how close the memory of everything is.]

But— [The box snaps closed with a smart click and he puts it aside, sitting up and resting both hands on the demon's thighs.] It's not here, or now, and... I don't have to do any of it here.

Date: 2024-12-10 12:59 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
[Cain looks up at him and then shifts to move his knees apart, quickly enough to have Husk suddenly dropping down to sit between them if he's not alert enough to stop it.]

Good advice. Gonna take it for yourself too?

Date: 2024-12-10 01:05 am (UTC)
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[Cain grins at him.]

You should. It was actually pretty smart. [Silly cat. He pats his hands against Husk's legs.]

Y'no, when I got here, I was furious at everything. Felt like a fucking joke. And I was— Well. It's a prison, isn't it. You can take an easy guess what I was thinking.

Date: 2024-12-10 01:14 am (UTC)
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[Snort.]

Shut the fuck up.

[But. True. What a warden is here is an oddly nebulous thing and Cain has strong opinions on some of those that hold the rank, considering their position to be entirely undeserved.]

I was trying to make a point, asshole. [He scritches into the fur on Husk's thighs.] I was pissed off, but I was scared too. Could see real quick that the things I know how to do in prison were just gonna get me killed here.

[A shrug.]

Didn't know what to do with myself for a while, but I figured it out. And you will as well.

Date: 2024-12-10 01:28 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
[The nudging and almost-nip get a soft 'oi' out of him as he wraps an arm around the demon and snickers softly at his behaviour.]

Look, I'm just warning you. You're gonna get people here who give a shit about you and they're gonna be really, really fucking persistent and annoying about it.

[(Affectionate.)]

And they're gonna care and ask if you're doing okay and check in on you when stupid Barge shit is happening because they actually worry about you. [Cain gently digs his fingertips against Husk's ribs.]

And you're gonna have to get used to it.

Date: 2024-12-14 10:53 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
Ugh, feelings? How dare you accuse me of something like that.

[But yes, maybe he does, and maybe he does care, which is why he has this idiot demon sat on his lap and stuck against his neck like a massive house cat.

He wraps both arms around Husk and rolls them both, flipping him onto his back and leaning over him.
]

You're not in Hell right now. Or didn't you notice?

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