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“Hey, why not? It’s not like I’m gonna be doing anything else.” He responded, and stepped beside her.
"Ok, cool." She said while walking towards the laundry room. "So, all you gotta do is stuff the washers as much as possible and I'll dump all the dollar tree detergent on it."
When Trevor hears Sold some drugs, killed some people, nothing that bad honestly he backs up a bit "Wow, guess we were in the same business then and you actually killed someone? Well, it was nice knowing you but I don't want to die, so sorry if I seemed rude at first" He holds his hands up defensively "So, we good?" His attitude changing drastically.
"It was more than one," Zanna shrugged. Smirking as the guy turned his attitude around, "If that was an apology than yes, 'we good.'"
Badb, Macha, Badb, Macha, Badb, Macha…… Fea… Morrigan repeated the names over and over again in her head, as if she could ever forget. Hans, David, Aella, Damian… The three names she could not say, would never say, were buried in the deepest corner of her mind. Rosemary…. Badb, Macha, Fea, David, Hans, Aella, Damian, Rosemary…. She almost brought her fingers up to trace the long tattoo traveling from the centre of her chest to the top of her collarbone, but shoved the impulse down again. She did not trail her forefinger over the tarnished ring on her right hand. She did not.
“Hey, why not? It’s not like I’m gonna be doing anything else.” He responded, and stepped beside her.
"Ok, cool." She said while walking towards the laundry room. "So, all you gotta do is stuff the washers as much as possible and I'll dump all the dollar tree detergent on it."
Christian nodded and grabbed an armful at a time and started shoveling them in the washing machines. “So, what’re you in for?” He asked, attempting to make small talk.
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"Hacking government organizations and assisting in the largest jewelry heist ever. I still have the money but I can't use it since I'm in here." She said nonchalantly, dumping the large bottles of detergent everywhere. "What about you?"
He whistled. “Wow, that’s pretty big. I’m in for a couple robberies, arson, and drunk driving. It’s not my fault though, that is, the drinking. They guy at the bar was relentless with the drinks.” He shoveled one more load of clothes into the washing machine and slammed the door.
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"I would've tried arson but it was too easy to get caught. You can't necessarily forget about a girl with purple hair." She dumped bleach in the clothes and turned on empty dryers. She then dumped three boxes of borax in each washing machine and turned them all one. "We gotta leave like now."
(what time are visitations?)
Chris stood up. “Right, I might try to sneak in some me time in my cell, away from those hawk-eyed guards. There’s hardly any privacy, but what’d I expect? A resort?”
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Trevor laughs, trying to shake his nerves Shoot I just messed with the wrong person "Y-yea that was an apology, So where were you heading to?"
Zanna shrugged glancing around, "No where. Trying to avoid the guards."
Fed up with sitting around, Morrigan pushed herself off her cot and walked out of her cell, feeling as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders when she did. God, she hated that cell. Hated this prison. Hated life. Hated herself. She didn't know where she was going, she just wanted to escape.
(Could Mor bump into Zanna and Trevor?)
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Trevor looks around. "Right of course, not suspicious at all, what are you gonna do? Take a smoke? Break out?" A slight joking tone to his voice.
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Fed up with sitting around, Morrigan pushed herself off her cot and walked out of her cell, feeling as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders when she did. God, she hated that cell. Hated this prison. Hated life. Hated herself. She didn't know where she was going, she just wanted to escape.
(Could Mor bump into Zanna and Trevor?)
(yea sure, go for it)
(thanks)
Zanna rolled her eyes, slightly done with his shit. She sighed, "One, I have no cigarettes. Two, breaking out is stupid. Three. I just want to not go to fucking class."
Fiona continued to read, waiting for jobs to be done so she could go talk to people. She sighed and squeezed some water out of her hair, waiting for it to air dry as she read.
Morrigan rounded corners at random, but was careful not to bump into any guards, especially not Liam, she had memorized most of their shifts by now. She took deep, measured breaths, willing herself to stay in the background, to not be noticed.
Finn finally rolled out of his hiding spot, he was napping, and now he was ready to go back to being the refined person he loved to be.
Fiona continued to read and checked the rag in the door, hoping no one accidentally took it or opened the door to put it away.
Finn walked about causally, he gave off an aura of innocence, as if he had done nothing wrong ever in his life, and worried not about being encountered by anyone
Fiona finished one of the books that Taki had recommended and she stood up, ready to move around again. She sighed and started walking around the closet, making sure everything was in the right spots and thinking of what she could do while she waited.
(Sorry I'm late, family stuff. So visitation wasn't really listed on the prison schedule so I'll go ahead and put it right after lunch along with phone calls. I'll be happy to regulate people :D. Anyway I feel like this is a great time to roll the time to lunch. If anyone has any objections please let me know, I can also roll back the descion should it be ruled out of favor after the call is made.
Also if you guys would like I can create and maintain a google doc on what's been going on so you can catch up. It can be lengthy keeping track. In fact I might just do it tomorrow anyway for any newbies who don't feel like combing through text. I might also just put up the prison schedule, if anyone feels like I'm missing something in the schedule I create please let me know.)
Liam tapped his clipboard with mild annoyance, he didn't finish looking for displaced inmates before noon rolled around. The blonde got to his station and took a paper laying close to the mic before clearing his throat. Liam spoke in an even slightly upbeat tone," Good Afternoon everybody. This is your guard captain speaking to announce it is now 11:50 am and time for lunch. Today's special lunch is Frito pies. If you all could make your way to the mess hall before we're out of servings I would very much appreciate it. Christian Valdez please report to my office after collecting your meal. This is Liam signing out."
Liam hung the com up and hit the buzzer to let inmates know it was time for lunch.
(Edit: forgot Liam signing out.)
(That is a great idea thanks for being so organized)
Lunch. Morrigan’s stomach growled. When was the last time she’d eaten? Definitely not yesterday. This time, she was too hungry to resist, so she sighed and made her way to the dining hall.
(Yeah your welcome. :D anyways I'm going to bed got work early tomorrow so good night.)
Night!)
Fiona internally cheered when she heard lunch was being served and slipped out of the closet, putting her books next to Taki's and the rag from the door on the shelf where it went. She walked down the hall casually and smiled, today was surprisingly a good day.
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Chris stood up. “Right, I might try to sneak in some me time in my cell, away from those hawk-eyed guards. There’s hardly any privacy, but what’d I expect? A resort?”
"Well, you do that. I'm going back to my cell for some food that I bought from concessions." She said, subtly walking out the laundry room like nothing happened. She headed back to her empty cell, with no guards in sight. They were all probably monitoring the mess hall. She took her food, stuffed it in her pockets and walked back to the cafeteria.
Fiona walked into the mess hall and grabbed her tray of food, she sat down at an empty table and started eating, happy that work was done for now.
Morrigan slipped into the dining hall, trying to go unnoticed. She kept her hand down as she walked over to get her tray and food. Badb, Macha, Badb, Macha.. Where would She go after this? To properly kill her father? Back to the streets? Out of the city? She had no idea.
