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Cause, effect
Allenby lay on her cot, tapping her feet on the wall. She was--well she wasn't exactly happy to be in here, but she wasn't mad about it either. She'd cooled off, and for the past however-long had been picking apart how badly thought through her idea was. Mainly because it hadn't been thought through at all.
She'd done something dumb and so she supposed this was only fair, though she was still pretty pissed that Command seemed to think she was completely in the wrong for getting upset after a whole lot of silence from them about the away team. Thirty damn people were down there; did they think nobody would want to do something?!
And she was even more pissed that they'd gone and mothballed her Gundam until she kissed up to Trudy, promising to be a good girl, sit up straight, and never question her again... or whatever would satisfy her, which was the main problem occupying her thoughts right now.
Well, at least Alan Turing was being taken care of.
[ooc: This is a general log for anyone in the brig who wants to interact with each other--prisoners, staff, or visitors. You don't necessarily have to talk to Allenby; feel free to set up your own stuff. o/ ]
She'd done something dumb and so she supposed this was only fair, though she was still pretty pissed that Command seemed to think she was completely in the wrong for getting upset after a whole lot of silence from them about the away team. Thirty damn people were down there; did they think nobody would want to do something?!
And she was even more pissed that they'd gone and mothballed her Gundam until she kissed up to Trudy, promising to be a good girl, sit up straight, and never question her again... or whatever would satisfy her, which was the main problem occupying her thoughts right now.
Well, at least Alan Turing was being taken care of.
[ooc: This is a general log for anyone in the brig who wants to interact with each other--prisoners, staff, or visitors. You don't necessarily have to talk to Allenby; feel free to set up your own stuff. o/ ]
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She cocked her head to the side when Zouichi brought up the new topic. "A prom? Wait--that's some kind of fancy school party, isn't it?"
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He nodded. "Sort of. It was a sort of semi-formal dance party students used to go to in certain countries on Earth. But in this case, I think everyone's invited. You think they'll spring you soon enough to go?"
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She was torn between dismay and excitement when Zouichi explained. "Awww man, a party for everyone on the ship? I sure hope I get out before then! I'd really hate to miss a big shindig like that."
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"Yeah, well. It'd be pretty mean-spirited to prevent you from going to prom, brig or not. Maybe we could sneak you out or something."