Prince in the tower? [Open]

[whathemademe]

Jack knew every inch of his room--he'd been pacing it for long enough--and so it struck him immediately when the wall didn't end when it should. The wall was gone, in fact, and the floor was different.

In total fact, the entire room was different. Gone was Lucinda, gone was the bed, gone were the curtains he'd begun to contemplate setting on fire (but if he had a fire source he'd have a way to escape so he settled for just fantasizing about it). It had been replaced with something like a sitting area--with terribly dated designs, something like twenty years old. 

The sudden space around him, after confinement, had Jack a little disoriented and he stumbled mid-step. Also, he'd been expecting to have to stop and turn suddenly, so having the extra space to move threw him off a little. He pressed a palm against the wall, grounding himself, and flashed a vague smile at the few people who were shooting looks at him--and people, how about that. 

Half sure he'd finally cracked, Jack kept walking, fingertips digging into the wall hard enough to sting, chewing on the inside of his lips and gritting his teeth. "Where in god's name am I," he muttered, ducking his head to keep anyone from noticing he was talking to himself. He stopped when the wall changed again--this time not through some second change of scenery, but because Jack had reached a window. He lifted his head and stared. 

Stared at the vast expanse of space.

Drugs. He'd definitely been drugged. 

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[whathemademe]

He looked at the woman askance, still facing the windows. "I've been promised that before." There was implicit safety in being who Jack had been--danger, as well, but there had always been someone to keep him safe. And Silas...you're not supposed to cause your children that much pain, Jack was sure of it.

Still, this woman seemed to know what was going on. Jack finally turned sideways, leaning a little against the wall. "Where is 'here'?"

[therightpartner]

"But have you been promised that by those who value those promises above everything else?" If she couldn't keep that promise, then Peggy knew that there were others aboard the ship that would keep it. The crew and those who had been stolen from other worlds. There were too many soldiers and heroes here for that promise not to be honored.

"Here is rather unbelievable." Although the view of the stars should make it less so. "I know this will probably sound crazy - it sounded crazy when I first heard it - but we're on a space ship."

[whathemademe]

"No," he admitted with a shrug, crossing his arms across his chest. "But with every intent of keeping it." It wasn't as though he'd been lied to maliciously. Most of the time.

Jack nodded sagely when the crazy lady spoke about being on a space ship.
"No, I figured. It's nice to confirm I've been drugged."

[therightpartner]

"Here there are people who value those promises. And some have unique ways of keeping them." People with those abilities weren't the most important subject.

Peggy knew how it sounded and she had had a brief moment when she arrived that she had considered the same sort of explanation, but it hadn't held up to logic once she realized how solid things were. "Are you normally drugged and placed in settings like this?"

[whathemademe]

That...sounded a bit loaded, so Jack just shrugged, arms still crossed.

He frowned a moment and then shook his head. "Oh--no, I mean, I'm clearly hallucinating due to whatever latest drugs my father put in my dinner. Or, had put, I'm sure he wouldn't do it himself. Dirty work and all that."

Unless Silas' increasing paranoia had him doing his own dark deeds. But this was obviously a hallucination, right?