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WHEN: June 19, 2023 WHERE: Bloodhearth WHO: @kai-pak

She paid for her groceries that afternoon in coins she found hiding between the couch cushions and prayed the whole walk to the shop that it would be enough, which it wasn’t. So she had to put the pack of gum back, and the candybar. Halfway home, just when her arm was getting too tired and sweat was breaking out across her hairline and she was thinking to herself that she couldn’t go a step farther, the plastic bag split and all of her cans of heavily processed and tasteless foods spilled out into the street, dented, and rolled away.

“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” she shouted into the sky, shriller than a banshee, and did not care who heard. It was a silly thing for a woman in her final weeks of hiding not to care about. “FUUUUUUUUUUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!” She kicked a can and cried out when it hurt her toe more than it hurt the can or made a difference to the situation at all.

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WHEN: August 21, 2022; Sunday morning WHERE: Bloodhearth Penitentiary WHO: @kai-pak

Sunday visitation remained Sylvia’s least favorite slot. It was impossible to ignore the soliciting church-folk who thought it somehow a religious duty to stand in the way of the Penitentiary drive with their pamphlets and judgment. “Save yourself!” they’d shout. “Cleanse your soul! Sylvia used to wonder how they got away with it, surely the Penitentiary had plenty of security that could remove the harassers? She didn’t wonder anymore, she knew they could but didn’t because they wanted this to be hard. They wanted people to turn away, to leave their locked away loved ones isolated in the system.

Bastard, she thought, pushing past a thin man flapping a paper in her face. Sign-in and security were a breeze comparatively. And then she was sitting in a freezing room next to twenty other strangers, a fingerprinted glass barrier in front of her and a sticky phone in hand that crackled of white noise.

Despite all this, a somewhat bashful grin split her face the moment the doors on the other side of the partition unlocked, and she saw her brother’s face in the mass of prisoners. “I brought you something,” she greeted. He wouldn’t be able to keep it, but you took of the outside world what you could in a place like this.

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The gym was becoming a place he was becoming more familiar with, though not for normal workout reasons. Luka and the staff were getting to know each other by first name basis because Taurus worked there. He was meeting up with one now, Kai. The two had similar interests, like playing the same video games. A bookbag hung off his left shoulder, laptop and video games inside just in case that is what they decided to do.

“Hey.” A wave was given as he walked up. He was about five minutes early, which was intentional. Luka never arrived super early, but he didn’t want to be the one always running late either. “I’m ready to get started whenever you are. I brought my gaming stuff incase you wanted to chill since you’re just getting off your shift.”