Play@YSDC

-Yes, after all, genetic is our field, and we will do everything in the name of science.

Kasiliev chuckles. "I suppose you have several hours before your second stage and you have behaved rather admirably. Alpha2, please leave them your hip flask. Gin, I'm afraid, not vodka, but after Stage 2.1. we can proceed with actual vodka so long as you describe your ... experience that should occur either today in the P.M. or tomorrow in the A.M.."

Alexander looks a bit phased as he quickly makes eye contact with Nicolai, but quickly regains his composure.

"Gin? Do we look like hobos?" Alexander asks "Who the hell lets a guard to carry a gin flask if he knows about it anyway? What kinda cheapass outfit is this?"

Nicolai nodded in agreement: something serious would happened.
-He is insulting our manhood! I refuse to drink something that was made for old ladies!

Kasiliev chuckles. "All right, all right. I suppose I can sacrifice my own bottle... You two owe me for this, however. In the meantime, eat. I'll have the bottle brought in and left by the door in a couple minutes."

"Score!" Alexander exclaims and then turns to his food.

-Of course we own you. After all you have done to us in this luxurious hotel, we are still ungratful, always whining.
Lebedev starts eating also and makes a toaste.

The food is actually quite nice. They've mixed in quite a bit of parmesan with the eggs. The juice tastes very fresh. There is no grogginess following the meal, either, which is always good.

"Yes, please convey our congratulations to the chef." Alexander says while looking at the speaker.

"I wonder how much psychotropic drugs were in this thing though." he adds as he pokes his meal a little, before eating it whole.

Surprisingly, the world isn't singing and the food doesn't taste like sound after they've eaten the meal. Afterwards, Alexander realizes that he needs to urinate. Lozynsky simply finds himself without much to do to pass the time in the cell.

Lebedev returns to the papers of his students.
-So Alexander, do you want to laught a bit? Help me to see the homeworks of my students. With lucky, you may find that they have copy one of your articles...

"My work, you students? Highly unlikely, my friend." Alexander shrugs.

"Dear jailor, it appears that I need a trip to the little boy's room." he says at the speaker "Can we arrange something so I don't have to pee in a foam cup I just drank from? Thanks."


OCC: i'm assuming there's no plumbing in his current 'cell'?

OOC: There is none.

"I'm afraid that the arrangement is somewhat like that. I'll have them bring in the contraption with your alcohol. Just wait a few minutes..."

"A contraption? Is that what they call pissbuckets these days? I do hope that at least it has a lid... Don't want to stink up the place." Alexander sighs.

A minute later, the door opens a crack and a plastic chamber pot is placed inside the room.

"Ah, all the comforts of home... Sorry Nicolai." Alexander says and takes a pee in the pot in the corner (not out of shyness, they're both doctors after all, but simply out of politeness)

"I will be sure to pass on your complaints," says Kasiliev, drily.

-And when will start that phase 2? Fase 1 would be pretty boring, if it wasn't for my companion of course- he nods to Alexandre.