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1st Resurrection. Voice.

You know, there are easier ways to get a guy's attention. I know I'm not the easiest guy to get a hold of, but you could try the old fashioned way, and put something up on the sky. Leave a message on a wall, or anything that doesn't include zapping me into space.

Don't get me wrong. I appreciate you saving my ass and all, but I don't do the whole "space travel" thing any more. Though something tells me you're not going to take "no" for an answer, are you?

[Spam.]

[Jason blathers away into the device he discovered, hoping it grabs the attention of whoever is responsible for him being here. Maybe it will distract them and keep them from collecting him right away. In the meantime, he's making his way through the different floors of the Barge, trying to gather anything he can turn into a weapon and gain some information on his current whereabouts.]

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So they tell me.

It wants you to make better life decisions. I bet you wish I was kidding.

You're telling me I was dragged halfway across the universe "to make better life decisions"?

Well, your current life decisions haven't done much for you if they landed you here, so. Yeah.

My life decisions are treating me just fine. I don't need you or anyone else telling me otherwise.

You're in Space Prison, Jason. I hate to tell you, but that sorta means you died. Or were about to, at least.

It's like purgatory. You graduate, you go home.

Like that's anything new for me. I know you, don't I?

You might. Does the name Stephanie Brown ring any bells?

You weren't kidding when you said this was a place for people who need to make better life choices.

Oh ouch. I happen to be a warden, thankyouverymuch. Which means I don't have to ask to get in the upper floors.

I take it being a warden somehow makes you special?

I chose to be here, and I can leave whenever I want. I didn't have to die first.

Why don't you do us both a favor and take me with you when you leave? If you know me, then you know what I can get up to.

Whether or not you could pay me enough, it's not an option. You graduate or you stay dead.

If we can handle Arthas I'm pretty sure we can handle you.

Sounds like a challenge to me.

You want to learn how to steal souls? Go on, I dare you.

Pass. I can think of a few other ways to make things exciting around here.

A barge-wide game of mafia has already been tried. Just so you know.

How'd that end?

Boringly. Nobody died, and the instigator got bored with it. The homicidal maniacs know how to pick their battles. [ Mostly. Except for Ladd. But then she doesn't think Ladd has killed anyone in the last week, so yay? ]

How many homicidal maniacs are in this place?

Too many. But I've seen some of them graduate. [ Like Amanda and Hoffman. And if they could do it, maybe others could too. ]

It may be weird but it's still prison. We get everything from drug addicts to serial killers.

Too many? I can help with that.

No you can't. Not like that, anyway. Death isn't permanent, it only takes about a week to fully recover. And you know what they say about an eye for an eye.

[Makes a mental note of that.] You don't need to kill someone to punish them.

Heh, that's why you take out both of their eyes before they can get to yours.

[ She can't help it. She snorts. It was kind of funny, in that horribly morbid sort of way that she's always been able to appreciate. ]

They're supposed to be here to learn to be less violent, not to obsess over getting back at you. And there's a whole lot of eyes for you to scratch if you want to come away clean around here.

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