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[socrowdedinhere]

Vashti: *softly brushes the back of her fingers along his cheek* I am not going to hurt you, Darnell. I am not going to abuse or mistreat you, and when your time has passed I will see you supplied to safely travel home.

Darnell: *visibly catches himself from flinching back from her - he /really/ doesn't want to be touched right now, and any approach to his face, especially by someone he's unsure of when he's in such a state of mind, will /always/ get a reaction . . . finally does look away and down again* Why? Why did you bother with me today? Why not just leave me to it?

Vashti: Because I wronged you a couple weeks ago when I let you be taken from here. I knew you did not deserve punishment, and I still let him take you. I was wrong.

Darnell: .......... *soft snort and shakes his head, crossing his arms...fairly hugging himself* No, you didn't. I knew /exactly/ what I was in for as soon as I saw my knife in Rai's chest. I was foolish and /arrogant/ - *and terrified* - to think I could /buy/ my way out of it. The rest is just the way of things.

Vashti: Perhaps, but I would have allowed it had the officer not been there to enforce the law. You do not deserve punishment for Rai's death, Darnell, and if I could release you without consequence to both of us, I would.

Darnell: ................ *leans forward, face in his hands, elbows propped on his knees, just...he just wants this to all be over, he just wants to go home...he still has his /entire/ sentence ahead of him...*

Vashti: *touches his shoulder, a comforting gesture, before shifting back to lean on her desk* If you wish to send a message to anyone, I will see it done. 

Darnell: .........t-the...the officer did when I....um, that...that first night. I have a friend who knows what happened and should have already claimed my belongings.

Vashti: *nods* You can send messages as often as you wish while you are here. I am afraid it is all I can offer you while you are here.  Half a year will pass more quickly than you might be able to believe right now.

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[socrowdedinhere]

Warik: *small shake of his head*
Zasha: *smiles* Would you like to join us?


((I just realized, Darnell likely has a brand on him somewhere...wrist shoulder likely))

[immortal_kitten]

((....inside right forearm. XD))

Darnell: Eh...if you'll have me, sure. I'd be honored.

[socrowdedinhere]

((It's a good thing Raida (or any other spirit wielder) can get rid of it, because I've got plans for that spot))

Zasha: *grins* Of course we'd have you.
*they'll chat and finish eating, drop off their dishes, and head to a room that's clearly set aside for just sitting in and hanging out. Zasha will draw Darnell along with them.*

[immortal_kitten]

((OH DO YOU? XD Would he be /able/ to have it removed, or would people look for that there? I'd imagine he'll have to carry some kind of record now? That he's a convict, even if he's served his sentence? If you've got a plan, I'd be happy with this somewhere else. XD))

Darnell: *finally really starting to relax with this small group, happy to be included*

[socrowdedinhere]

((I do. Partially formed yet, but there. As far as that, I'm half thinking that because of the type of "crime" that once his sentence is served it'll be wiped from his record because it was accidental, perhaps just a mention, but people aren't /required/ to brand their slaves, he could say the first did something like Vashti does with the tags and no one would really question.))

*They'll have a nice evening together, and come bedtime Warik will take Darnell back to their room. He'll make sure that cream is reapplied, even if Darnell doesn't /need/ it yet, just to help him last the night.*

[immortal_kitten]

((XD okie...and speaking of, backing up a bit, did Kel ever bring up Darnell needing to be tagged? Since he's the one who does it...))


Darnell: *will /thank/ them all again for the pleasant evening and that he hopes to get to spend time with them again. He /is/ feeling better about things and will crawl under the covers into bed. At some point, however, the nightmares set in, and by morning, he's /under/ it again*

[socrowdedinhere]

((That will be brought up tomorrow, but I'm backing things up again first...))

Darnell: *will /thank/ them all again for the pleasant evening and that he hopes to get to spend time with them again. He /is/ feeling better about things and will crawl under the covers into bed.*
Dox: *hops up on Darnell's bed and snuggles up to him*

[immortal_kitten]

Darnell: Ah! W-whoa, hey, uh...your bed's over there. *not really /trying/ to push the dog away, but if he's been used to sleeping on a bed of his own, this one isn't his anymore*

[socrowdedinhere]

Warik: He likes to snuggle. If you really don't want him there, just give him a shove, he'll get the message and will come sleep with me.
Dox: *looks at Darnell, tail wagging lightly*

[immortal_kitten]

Darnell: *looks at Dox* ....no, it's all right. I don't mind. *will scoot over, giving the dog more room, pretty much pressing to the wall*