037 VOICE LIST THIRTEEN

[deadliestviper]

[Private to Cassel]
What the hell happened? Did you know about this?

What the fuck is wrong with the gym? [Instead of panicked, Beatrix sounds annoyed. No, more than annoyed; exasperated, as if the gym's stayed out hours past curfew.] Does the Admiral have some sort of objection to exercising now?

Since it's locked and barred I guess we're all back to doing push-ups in our rooms and testing out our skills in the CTS. In the meantime, the Admiral better not be taking a page out of Sato's book. The pub I almost understand, but the gym...

Who wants to bet the candy's a peace offering? [There's a crinkling of plastic wrap, and when she speaks again it's a little unclear from the caramel.]

Yeah. It'll definitely take better than this to make up for it.

Comments

[deadliestviper]

Not by the same technology. Whether it can be done by another means, I don't know.

[halftheman]

Bad news, then. Guess it's sit back, wait and see.

[deadliestviper]

Looks like.

[halftheman]

Oh well. Nothing to do but bide our time, then.

Though it sure shoots my morning routine down.

[ He's a pretty religious morning workout kind of guy. ]</small.

[deadliestviper]

[Bea knows; she spends a lot of mornings in the gym and has seen him working out.] Someone suggested we set up a temporary space in the CES. If that works out I'll let you know.

[halftheman]

You got a warden? I can probably steer the Boy your way if you need a key.

[ Who wardens who in that relationship? WE don't even know. ]

[deadliestviper]

I've got one. And I've got a warden working over me there as well.

But thanks.

[halftheman]

Ah, yeah. Cassel did get sprung, didn't he?

[ But he nods once. ]

Good luck.

[ And then he's gone. ]