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This doesn't sound like a demon I would know, so if there's gonna be something done about 'em. But I will remind you, I have done my time. I don't deserve to do it again.

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I'm sorry. My warden item is gone. I got a feelin' my key might be too if I'm stupid with it. [She's freaking out way more than she is letting on.]

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Look, I ain't your warden anymore. But we gotta stand together, right? We're both girls that grew up hard and I still got your back, warden or not.

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Barge-jacker's been making some real poor choices.

How are you doing.

I'm pissed the fuck off. That's how I'm doin'. [She's grinning tightly at the other end of her audio.] Not enough to kill nobody but enough to make sure they have less teeth to eat their words with.

[He should have moved sooner.]

If it comes to it I've got your back. Gonna try to find a way to the barge-jacker tonight.

I don't know if I can do it myself. Beatrix sounds like she's about to do somethin' stupid crazy.

Shit.

Shit.

Is she hooking up with someone or is this solo crazy?

I don't know. She's just wanting to torture whoever's responsible for this all slow like. This just kicked up all of her bloody vengeance bullshit. And yeah, I get it, kids are sufferin'. But it needs to stop quick without more bad examples bein' set.

You're right. I don't know if she'd listen to me, but if they find this stupid shit I can be there to get in her way...

And hopefully I can find them first.

Fair enough. [This just confirms exactly what Beatrix already thought – that it's a warden trying to get rid of other wardens in order to torture them. And this is the first time Beatrix has wanted nothing more than to kill a warden.]

I'll go for the eyes first when I find him.

Look. Don't do that. Seein' somebody dismembered in real life is not fun to watch. It's why I don't like horror movies anymore. Don't PTSD people 'cause nobody here deserves to see that, I don't care what the fucker running Zero thinks right now.

If you gotta kill 'im, if anybody has to go down, make it quick and clean and just get people out of this shit. And if I get to him I'll just punch his fuckin' teeth out.

Then I'll let you know when to turn away.

This isn't an idle threat, Jeryline. This isn't a mugger with a knife trying to grab a prize. This is sadism and torture. Against children, no less.

He doesn't deserve a quick and clean death. He deserves to spend every last second of his life in maddening agony, and I won't rest until he does.

Then don't torture him where kids are gonna hear about it! Make it quick, get us out of this mess, 'cause it's gonna look like you're getting off on it.

Why should I give a fuck what it looks like?

Yes, you should.

I don't want anybody sympathizing with someone that would do this, and I don't want someone getting slow tortured what that little girl takes away from this. And especially that boy 'cause he is gonna get himself killed the hard way.

I doubt anyone will sympathize with a person who has decided to humiliate and hurt everyone on board. If anyone does, they deserve to be killed too.

And what if they're all mind controlled? What if they still got some flood effects they couldn't shake? What if they're in a coma and havin' a real bad dream?

You don't know that here. Not yet.

I don't care.

You should, because then it's just torturin' someone that can't help what's happenin' to them to make yourself feel better.

Sounds good. Then next time I'll get control of the ship.

And I'll tell someone not to torture you to death while you're not in control of your body.

But until we know, chill out. Save the murder rampage and we can make sure those kids are safe. [Goddammit, this will make giving her sword back later much harder.]

Let them. I'm not enough of a coward to shy away from the punishment I deserve and it's not as if I've got anything to lose. If this imposter is so eager to see us all reduced to the worst we can be I have no qualms showing them exactly why I'm here.

You don't deserve punishment for somethin' you can't help. I've killed more possessed people that I cared about enough to know that. Make it quick. Get it over with.

[God, she's so pissed at this fucker. She's starting to doubt being able to do this for real.]

[Her smile is thin and humourless.] We should start a club.

You know any demons that possess people?

Those are all the demons I know. But the problem is when people get possessed, they're real, real quick to show it. And nasty and violent about it.

What do you mean your warden items gone?

You still have the key for now right, love?

Yeah, but it's not workin' like it's supposed to. I can't get it open, and nothin's openin' for me.

Okay, where are you love?

Don't panic 'right? We'll get it figured out.

I'm in my room. At least my damn door is still there. But you can come right in. My seal disappeared after the last time.

Let me grab a few things and I'll be over directly. For now don't freak out yeah? There's enough people doin' that and I'm sure this is just a mistake.

[ God he hopes it is. He's grabbing up his journal full of demon info and the magic book because if he's right he doesn't want those too far away.]

[She's by her door with it open when he comes over, and at least she tries to calm down the horrible feeling in her gut.]

[ It took him about ten minutes because he not only got his stuff but took a moment to talk to Dean first. Jery's room was treated just like Dean's a quick knock before he turned the knob to make his way in, he had about six books in his hand, one being a leather journal on top the rest looked like old tomes. If anyone started looting he cared about these books.]

How you holdin' up darlin'? [ he asked as he looked to her before around the room.]

I'm pissed off and feel helpless [she says bluntly] but when is that a surprise. Take a load off. [She closes the door.

Her room? Not so much the room of a hardened criminal. There are posters of the Eiffel Tower, the leaning tower of Pisa, the ruins in Athens, places she wanted to see. On the bed there's even a teddy bear (with a black cat curled in a ball and sleeping beside of it. It's the room of a young woman that didn't get to see much in her life, not until she hit the road.

She has two worn out looking chairs, but she still opts to sit on the edge of the bed.] Picked the right time to come back, didn't I?

Well then, first things first, try an' stop feelin' helpless. Bein' an inmate's not all that back. You've been in prison before right? This hell holes a lot better then any place I've been put away at before [ Doyle, jail cells in LA don't count as prison.] Well, when its not makin' us homicidal and it isn't. SO relax yeah? You're not alone which is already better then bein' alone.

[ He moved placing the books down before he look a seat, as he took in the posters. He remembered her asking about travel. He wondered idly if she was one of those small town types that never got to leave much.]

Funny how life gets you like that isn't it?

That's what's freakin' me out about it. Prison always felt like I'd never get out. I was this little black street girl that had nobody to speak up for her. And then when I did, I was indebted to somebody. Made me resent the fuck out of it.

[She sighs.] Yeah, I guess it is. [She stands up, and hugs him without thinking much about what's hanging around her neck, momentarily suspecting it can't harm anyone.]

Well you ain't indebted t' me. Were friends as far as I'm concerned and friends look out for each other.

[ He spoke before he started to smile when she wrapped her arms around him, a moment later he was shoving her away a bit harder then he intended too pulling back himself back away at the same time, the smell of burned skin hit the air as his demon form hit the surface, his hand going to where the key had burned right through his shirt. Sometimes being half demon sucked so much.

He was grumbling some curses for a moment, because that never feels good. And he isn't big on burns.]

[She jumps back and covers her mouth] No! Doyle! I'm sorry I'm sorry! I didn't think it was workin'. [She takes it off and while not putting it down, at least puts it in her pocket.]

[ He kept a hand pushed against it despite that may not be wise with burns but well. He hates burns and it seemed the thing to do in that moment.] No, you didn't do it on purpose so no need to be apologizin', 'sides that could be good. It's still workin' if someone goes psycho and has demon blood you can knock them down a peg yeah?

Though, I gotta admit, I'd be pleased if it never touches me again. The key, not you. You're fine to. [ He spoke with a wave of the other hand. He's still in demon form but that's mostly in hopes the healing will kick in. He's much more at peace with this side of him then he was when he arrived.]

Yeah, I'd rather that too. The key. Not me. 'Cause I'm not worried about- [And then she realizes before she says something completely out of place, she should make up for that failing. She moves in to his side quickly, careful of the key in her pocket but means to lead him to sit down.]

Let me get you somethin' for that. I'm so sorry, Doyle. I know it was a mistake, but I shoulda been watchin'.

[ He didn't fight it, he moved to sit where she lead him looking up to her when she spoke before shaking his head a bit.] Don't worry 'bout it, it could be a good thin' and I ain't as breakable as I look. You were upset I don't blame you.

[ He offered her a weak smile then.] We're gonna need to figure out a plan in the mean while. [ He moved his hand so she could get to the burn incase she wanted, a nice key shaped burn through the white undershirt. It was like vamps with holywater, he never understood why it burned the clothes too.]

[By the time Dean gets around to this one, the temperature in the cell has gone the other way; he's shuddering with the cold, his sweat-soaked shirt stiff with it, but he's got the blanket Kay brought and he's huddled on the bed with his eyes tightly closed.

He can't hallucinate that way. At least that's what he keeps telling himself.]

's not a demon. Demons operate on rules. Doesn't have any.

That's what I was thinkin'.

God, you need a blanket or somethin'? I can give the wardens an extra one to take down to you 'cause fuck if I can do it.

Don't worry about me.

[He can take it. He's operating like he's stuck here for the duration and the sooner they solve this the sooner it stops.

She needs the distraction as much as he does, and she's the closest thing to another hunter he has.]

What do we know?

Why?

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