Detention, Depths of the Castle, Friday

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So, one of the important things to realize about detention was that the monotony of everyone's daily lives was part of the punishment. That meant that even though someone had died yesterday, the day's schedule didn't change a bit.

After all, most of your little lives just weren't that important in the grand scheme of things.

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Re: Visiting Hours [07/27]

[nokitestringnow.livejournal.com]

Kennedy never came down to visit detention; intimidating or bossing people into behaving was much more her style than poking at the ones in the cage, so to speak. It was just that she'd heard the radio broadcast, and thanks to yesterday's conversation (http://fandomtownies.livejournal.com/6498950.html?thread=246883206#t246883206) with Tara, the memories of her friends from her high school days kept stirring.

She had to see for herself, of course, so today she headed down to detention for the first time. Wasn't hard at all to spot the frozen mass that was Bobby and Sookie-- she hadn't been expecting that, and it cut through the mental fog of the Imperius curse enough to make her gut feel about as cold and heavy as the glacier that used to be her friends.

It was actually hard to tear her gaze away, but when she did it fell on Dinah instead. "How long have they been like that?" Kennedy asked, her voice wavering.

Re: Visiting Hours [07/27]

[no-songbird.livejournal.com]

Dinah stared back at her as expressionlessly as she could. "Since yesterday," she said. She looked away, voice going gritty. "I tried to talk to him, so did Stark, but..." She shrugged, looking at Bobby and Sookie with sadness. "He won't listen." She looked back at Kennedy. "Did you hear about it on Radio, and want to be sure?"

Re: Visiting Hours [07/27]

[nokitestringnow.livejournal.com]

Kennedy nodded, hands curling into white-knuckled fists at her sides as she fought to stay in mental control.

"Show biz, you know how it is," she replied, forcing her voice back to a careless drawl. "All about the most marketable spin."

Re: Visiting Hours [07/27]

[no-songbird.livejournal.com]

Kennedy actually looked-- upset. She and Bobby had been close once. Dinah leaned closer to the barrier. "Raven couldn't get Sookie to give in to her. And she was too messed up to stop herself. Bobby hasn't been talking much lately anyway, and now..." Yeah. She met Kennedy's eyes. "It's not like this is the first person. Just the most recent."

Re: Visiting Hours [07/27]

[nokitestringnow.livejournal.com]

"Most recent...?" The goings-on in detention hadn't been a thing Kennedy had ever really concerned herself with much, so she hadn't realized or, to be honest, bothered to care.

She rolled her eyes. "God, Raven," she muttered in disgust. Hey, could've been annoyance at a colleague making a hamfisted mess of things, right?

Idiot, she snarled at herself. Did you have fun helping all this happen?

Re: Visiting Hours [07/27]

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"What would you expect of someone who's got a demon inside their head, who's under a spell of obedience, and who never wanted to hurt anyone in her life?" Dinah asked in a flat tone. She may not feel forgiving toward Raven, but she knew who was ultimately responsible. "She's completely lost it. She's a wind-up doll for Umbridge now." C'mon, Kennedy. Fight whatever hold they have on you.

More quietly, she said, "How's everyone else? Jaime, Priestly?" She swallowed. "Momoko?"

Re: Visiting Hours [07/27]

[nokitestringnow.livejournal.com]

"Hey. Watch your mouth," Kennedy said sharply, for the benefit of anyone within earshot. "Just because you're already in here doesn't mean you're off the hook."

Yeah. Good one, Kenn. Keep threatening your friends. This is totally what you always wanted to be. She was horrified, now that she was getting a good look around detention. Good. She could use that like some kind of mental handhold.

She leaned in, making a good show of looking threatening, and dropped her voice. "Don't know." Complete sentences took too much effort. "Okay, I think."

Re: Visiting Hours [07/27]

[no-songbird.livejournal.com]

Dinah gave her a bitter smile, then briefly, a much more real, relieved one. The kind you give a friend you haven't seen in a long, looooong time. "I'll be careful." The smile dropped off her face. "I don't want to wind up like some people in here." Calvin. Cassidy. Rinoa, sometimes. "You should be careful too, Kennedy. Even if you're a good little soldier now, that's no guarantee."

Re: Visiting Hours [07/27]

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"What, are you trying to tell me what to do? You're the one who's in here," Kennedy said coolly, hoping Dinah read the subtext correctly. "I'm not. Be on the right side and maybe then you can give me advice."

Which was to say, yeah, she would be careful.

Re: Visiting Hours [07/27]

[no-songbird.livejournal.com]

That sounded so damn familiar Dinah almost laughed. Then had to close her eyes against how much it hurt. "Same old Kennedy."

Good.

Re: Visiting Hours [07/27]

[nokitestringnow.livejournal.com]

Could she be the same old Kennedy? Because she wanted to. And she-- real, accept-no-substitutes, not-from concentrate Kennedy-- always got what she wanted.

Yeah, that sounded like too nice a prospect to turn down.

She let one side of her mouth curl up into a smirk. "Tchah, please. More like new and improved."