Journal of Morgan Adams

That was quite a sweet gesture to wake up to Admiral. Really. If a bit messy. And I think King Charles, Mason, and Poor Joe enjoyed the breakfast immensely.

I'm sure it would have been delicious.

Ah, I remember the last of these floods fondly. Only not really. I seem to remember one squirrely little miscreant breaking into my room in the dead of night to raid my wardrobe for undergarments. Hopefully not an effect of the flood.

A whole two years since a full repeat. I'm impressed, Admiral.

[The Morgan Adams that appears on camera is exhausted with only a few stitches of the clothes she left in are still there -- some replaced with soiled but more modern staples and some obviously 21st century weaponry. Mixed with the dirt on her person there's also some noticeable blood. Her breath is a little shallow, like she's been running, or carrying something heavy.]

If some of you hadn't noticed -- I found him. We're home.

[A breath.]

I need a doctor.

(ooc: Soooo, Morgan wound up in 28 Days Later-verse and had to follow her compass some fifty some-odd miles to where West was. Killing infected along the way and trying to stay alive. Since she made much of the journey on foot and had to make many stops to take cover, and then only managed to find him as he was being killed, she's had a rough week. She shot Mailer -- probably more times than necessary, and dragged what was left of West's body through the nearest door to return home. But she's got a few injuries and field dressings that could stand to have a real med person look at them.)

[Have an angry Morgan appearing on camera -- the room in the background appears to be bare and featureless]

Admiral, where the FUCK is he?! 

(ooc: Morgan's Item blipped and went dead, and she just found West's room empty. Yeah :|)

Admiral, If I can pride myself on anything, it's my ability to trust your judgment in most circumstances. But bringing Jim here and then having him disappear again? I don't know if it's occurred to you, but this is the THIRD TIME he's been here, and each time it seems to either prove every poor thought that West ever had of him while adding another few, or he's here for too little time to ascertain much about him at all.

I can't help my Inmate if you keep opening the wound, and not giving him any time to work through all of this or come to some understanding with an enemy? Really not helping him. All you're doing by dangling that boy in front of his nose is justifying his behavior and I'll not have anyone undermining my job here. Not even you. You're cheating him, and you're cheating me.

Not for nothing, but I need you to give me something I can show my Inmate. Anything to make him think you're true to your word about his men, at least, because what you're doing to him, and by extension making me do, is beyond the pale.

Admiral, you have run into one of these often enough that you should be able to see it coming by now! You did this on purpose, didn't you? "Oh, I've just taken the rum supply off the ship. Let's hit something. WHERE IS YOUR GOD NOW?" 

...The point is, I'm on to you, and I'd like my girl bits back as soon as possible.

(ooc: This is the...third or fourth time Morgan's turned into a guy?)

He's not going backwards, but what the Hell am I supposed to do when he won't move forward?

He doesn't want to graduate -- he's not hurting anyone now, but I don't doubt he'd do anything, including backslide, if it'd mean ensuring he stays here and keeps things the way they are.

[Private to the Admiral]

Look, I can't approach this from the same heading anymore.

I'm doing the best that I can, but you've got to give me more to offer him, Admiral. Some glimpse of what's outside, or even that you've made good on your promise to him. Anything.

It's starting to feel just like it did before.

[Private to the Admiral]

Where is he?

Admiral, what have you done?

You have to fix this. I know it's a flood, but you have to reverse it; you must have some way!

You can't use us to put the Inmates in danger like this!

Admiral, I need some of the staff up to fix a door on Level 3, Room 002.

Muchly appreciated.

- Captain Adams