.048 | SPAM FOR ALICE MORGAN // backdated to start of flood // Perry and others welcome, too!

[paradoxlol]

[Talk about shitty timing for a flood. With things as rocky as they were with Perry, now was so not the time for the Admiral to throw another inmate at him. Arthur looked at his item, checking it for the, what, hundredth time, as he followed his instinct (or flood-mandated yearning for closeness) all the way to Alice Morgan. He'd seen her around before, knew Capa spent some time with her, knew her alternate reality self erred on the side of complete passivity, but that was about it. There wasn't much on the network to go on, unfortunately. Arthur pocketed his item-- a smartphone-- once he found his... new and probably temporary inmate.]

Alice Morgan?

[OOC: NOOOTTTTT quite sure if he knows about her and Capa being pals, so that bit may be deleted once I find out.]

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[hatestriangles]

[Perry shrugged, twisting his neck to make the bones crack.]

Sure. Why not? [He sat across from her, looking her over.] I don't think I've seen you around. So who are you normally saddled with, princess?

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Claire Bennet. She's a nice enough girl. [She glanced at Arthur.] And how long have the two of you...?

I can't fact check, so I hope this number's right

[paradoxlol]

About six months. [Rough approximation. Arthur gave Perry a look, as if to preemptively warn him against making any snide or rude comments. JUST IN CASE.] Perry's my third inmate.

EH, close enough

[hatestriangles]

Too damn long. [Perry replies at the same time as Arthur's answer, eyes narrowing just a little at his warden. He's got a lot of feelings about Arthur right now.]