voice: midnight ramble

[rickitikitarr]

[Ricki's insomnia is not getting all that much better. There isn't anything to do around during the day, exactly, either, but it's even worse at this hour in the morning. All he can think of is the library, again, and the network.

Today, it's;]

Who knows what about fruit hybrids? Did you know they've invented something called a pluot that's halfway between an apricot and a plum? I'm not an old fashioned bloke but that strikes me as a little ghastly.

[Flipping the age of his book.]

A plumcot. A pleacotum. This can't be real, it must be nonsense- here. Limequats. That, at least, is properly illustrative.

I'm pleased to see you haven't squandered the future that past generations won for you. Additionally, I think we should request all of these for the kitchen, immediately.

Comments

[rickitikitarr]

Dreadful, I know.

I don't think we've met. Ricki Tarr. Inmate.

[chillestrogue]

Leonard Snart. Inmate too.

[rickitikitarr]

Nice to meet you. Are you new, or have we just missed one another thus far?

[chillestrogue]

Pretty new, going on a couple of weeks now. I got picked up in Paris and they kept me along for the ride.

[rickitikitarr]

My sincere condolences.

[chillestrogue]

Thank you.

Any advice for someone new?

[rickitikitarr]

Don't get into a cock fight with the wardens until you really mean it. Not to test, not out of boredom, not if you can help it. This place learns you. It's like a boa constrictor. Every bit of breath you let out, in hopes of drawing more back in, you lose that space, until you're crushed right down to nothing.

In the end, it happens anyway, but stay as still as you can until you need to put up a fight.

[chillestrogue]

Good advice.

I don't pick fights unless I know I can end them.

[rickitikitarr]

Well, that's the thing about living in a place where people come back from the dead, isn't it? Nothing ever really ends.

[chillestrogue]

Yeah. Hadn't ever needed to plan that far ahead before.

[rickitikitarr]

No clean way out of a fight, no matter how you turn it.

[chillestrogue]

Not when you're stuck in one place with immortality hanging over your head. This is a whole other game we're playing.

[rickitikitarr]

If you ever get used to it, let me know how.

[chillestrogue]

Thanks.

Any wardens I should be looking out for?

[rickitikitarr]

Most of them think they're doing the right thing, honestly.

[chillestrogue]

Yeah. But which ones don't?