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[hagyjbeken.livejournal.com]

[A low sigh slipped past the brunette’s lips as she worked with the ridiculous little device, not figuring out the video part, but the voice thing worked just as well. It was probably better that no one saw her, anyway. Grungey and worn down was probably not going to help anyone by any means.]

If this is some kind of way to break me down into following your orders, Ivan, I’m not in the mood for playing these games. Just beat the hell out of me like you always do and leave it at that, it’s not as if I can really do anything against you or your little hellion army you’ve amassed. Are you truly that afraid of me that you’d leave me in a secluded place until I broke?

[Really, she can’t help a laugh, far more strained than it probably needed to be. There’s sound of her rustling about with who knows what, sounding like fabric at the time being.]

How cute. You leave me with my ring but take everything else from me, though I should be thanking you for the new clothing. It’s better than the dirty and ratty things I was forced to wear before. Is it meant to be some sort of weird welcoming present to my new hell and jail? I thought you were above such pathetic tactics.

[A soft snort, her voice calming down in tone and just sounding more apathetic than anything else.]

If anyone would care to let me know just what the hell is going on here and why they’re here, I’d appreciate it. I may as well meet the others doomed to this political hell.

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[video]

[wiener-bonbons.livejournal.com]

[Wince.] Yes, I... I saw the number, and I would rather not talk about it. I've already tried to cover it up; I don't want to see it.

You were fighting him? What was going on? I wasn't fighting him, but I'd just agreed to remain neutral and the next day I ended up here, which made me think the entire decision-making process was a charade.

[Bit of a sigh, shaking that off.] I should take the violin out; at the very least once I stop shaking. Hopefully it won't disturb the neighbors.

[...Brightness coming back to his eyes, if only a little.] If... if you want to try and find me, you could listen for it. I still need to settle a bit, but I can probably pick it up to play shortly.

[video]

[hagyjbeken.livejournal.com]

Understandably so.

I was, yes. I was trying to get freedom from him, to escape. He... wasn't taking too well to it, to be perfectly honest. I still think it was probably him that did this, though, it would make the most sense.

I think that's a grand idea, shouldn't be hard to hear around this place. And I can't imagine them separating everyone too much, it's not convenient.

[video]

[wiener-bonbons.livejournal.com]

[...O-okay going to bring it up just this once.]

What is your number? Mine is 157. If yours is close to that, maybe we're roomed near each other. ... And you're right, it... it is awfully quiet. I don't like it.

[After a long pause, he looks to the side, nodding his head.] I think I'll pick it up now. I've had enough of this disgusting silence, it makes me sick.

[And he takes his violin and bow from the case, briefly plucking the strings on the fingerboard with his left hand before playing. Ugh, gross, though. Bow hairs aren't tight enough. He adjusts, and finally continues. He's just playing some scales and exercises, as he doesn't want to attack any real pieces cold right now, but he looks a lot more... relaxed, if not a bit numb.]