{Data Stream 2} - In the Brig

[hisoldgirl]

[taps on her Sphere, obviously unhappy and rather put out]

You will release me from this room and allow me back to my own. I do not care who you are: this is unwarranted. I do not deserve to be in here. You will also fix that incessant dripping; I have calculated a loss of approximately 243.876 litres of water per year due to the running water and as we are in space, it is dangerous to human passengers to deplete the water supply so.

It is also absurd I am being detained for use of the communication system. If it were not meant to be used, it would not be so easily accessed. I am not to be blamed when your system is inferior.

Comments

[hisoldgirl]

What do you mean?

[twilightfell.livejournal.com]

.. so far I've only seen people in cells like mine. We're .. stuck in cages. And there hasn't been anything like a water leak.

[hisoldgirl]

That is impossible. There are no cages here and there is certainly the sound of dripping water. Are you certain you are in full control of all your auditory and optical functions?

[twilightfell.livejournal.com]

... [frowns unpleasantly at her, disliking the implicit condescension. Without a word he pushes his Sphere up and away so that, even in the meager glow of his flashlight, she can see that he is indeed in a cage made of steel bars]

There must be different kinds of cells. That's all I'm saying.

[hisoldgirl]

[unfortunately, she's pretty much always like this :| though she watching curiously, noting the differences]

Perhaps. But that suggests different crimes, assuming any were committed. What offense did you perpetrate then, boy?