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It was an uneventful walk back to Adrian's cell, though they never understood why the final shove was necessary. After all, they had been cooperate so far, and had no reason not to be yet. They found the incident going on next door with the apparent terrorist amusing, from what they could hear. It was also interesting to learn at least what another prisoner had been charged for. At least, Adrian thought, I'm not alone in my charges of terrorism. "Wonderful." They replied to the screaming man walking down the hall.
Sebastian came to a full stop. Oh God, he thought, I might just die here. He couldn't identify the voice's species but determined it wasn't a spirit, which made the situation at least a little bit better in his own mind. He took a moment to answer so he wouldn't stutter, but speak with a clear voice, "I was simply giving company to the deceased." After all, a lot of them still enjoyed interaction, even with the living. Maybe it was better he didn't know what was talking to him, so he could still manage to speak.
Adrian noticed that the cells were ordered in a pattern, and they were put between two women. So, the prison assumed them as male. They took offense to it, seeing as they would now have to deal with the other prisoners. To be honest, the food to them wasn't that bad. Well, it was bad, but they have had worse. They ignored the beast, and the comments directed to everyone that followed; they weren't sure if they would engage in conversation with other inmates yet or not.
Adrian was rudely interrupted by the sound of an explosion, and decided to get up and see what it was about. They weren't sure, but something was on fire now. Not being any of their business, they took a seat on the floor, starting to meditate to see if there was a chance at any communication between their loyal followers. Sadly, this endeavor was cut short by a gas, quickly knocking them out. It took them fourteen minutes to wake up, and once getting over the normal disorientation of falling asleep unexpectedly, assumed that was because of the fire. Going to try another time at reaching someone, they were distracted by the yelling of an inmate close by. "Of all the ones I'm near to..." Adrian muttered under their breath, doing their best to block outside sounds out.
its understandable since i just slipped in under the radar
if you want, you can fit adrian between the two girls, hes biologically male
Sebastian was quickly growing to absolutely hate group therapy, and it was only the second time. Every time he went he felt like he wanted to pass out, and left exhausted. Being around people did that to him. Judging from what the doctor was saying to another patient, though, he doubted he would get anywhere by asking. The medium left for his room, sitting on his floor and talking to spirits in what would most likely become a daily activity for him. Eventually he would move on to talking to the spirits here, he promised himself, but that would be a day when he wasn't so exhausted.
It was a surprise to see the woman lift a guard off the ground. Only a few centimeters, but it was still important - It meant that their abilities weren't completely oppressed. It put them in a slightly better mood as they let themselves be escorted to a cell. They found it odd that the prison must have been full of murderers, with all the top level security measures, and the prisoners were still sharing meal times instead of eating individually. While abilities were suppressed, it didn't mean that damage couldn't be done. Adrian sat down on the edge of the bed, using their full concentration to access the astral plane. It was nice to know that while they couldn't go that far, they could at least feel a disconnection between their physical and mental body. Later they would have to try summoning, but that would be during a time with less guards, hopefully.
Sebastian would never get over how crazy the people in here were, and how he didn't belong anywhere near them. Eventually, it was his turn to speak. "...Go back to t-training as a shaman." He couldn't wait until he was out of here, and could get back to his normal life.
Adrian wasn't in the best of moods. Being arrested wasn't their biggest issue - They had people to take over, bring order back to their brother, after all - But the fact that they couldn't project themselves onto the astral plane because of whatever they had done was pissing them off. They had tried at least five times during the bus ride before accepting it wasn't going to happen. They rested their head on the bus window, absently playing with their handcuffs.
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