"A six-star hotel." She corrects him sarcastically, grabbing a fork and shoving some eggs into his mouth. "I wish he would just die, his cheeriness is annoying."
“Yeah…” Christian glanced behind himself at Liam, then turned back to Marrin. “Hey, I’ve never really spoken to you, what’re you in for?”
Marrin looked over her fingernails casually.
"Mass-Murder and extreme arson." She said nonchalantly.
Fiona finished eating and pushed her tray away from her, not bothering to put it where it was supposed to go. She looked towards Liam and smiled quickly before turning back to the table and thinking about her brother.
Marrin looked over her fingernails casually.
"Mass-Murder and extreme arson." She said nonchalantly.
Christian choked on his eggs. “OH,” He coughed. “That’s… interesting, I guess.”
He wiped his mouth and scooted away from her a couple of inches.
((Name: Simply goes by the name Finn
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pan
Crime: Grand theft auto, participating in organized crime, drug dealing, blackmail, etc.
Role: Those InmatesTM
Personality: Fun, seems like a good guy, has a refined dialect, very gentlemanly…unless he gets P.O.ed. Then…he’s not very fun.
Appearance: Brown hair, hazel eyes. Manages to sneak in stuff like hair gel, teeth whitener, and cologne into the jail to keep his gentleman appearance. Has a form fitting uniform that is never wrinkled or baggy.
My apologies bout this being late.))
She smirked as he moved away, scaring people was just so much fun!
"Why are you here Christan?"
Zanna rolled her eyes as she poked at the 'eggs'. There went Marrin off scarring some other poor fool.
He shifted his glance away from her. “Uhh, minor theft and arson, DUI, and maybe an attempted bank robbery or two. Definitely not mass murder though.” Chris finished up his meal and stood up to put his tray away.
Finn finally walks down to the cafeteria area. He had spent several minutes working on his appearance and making sure he looked as nice as possible. He sits down at a table a slight distance from the others, keeping his posture straight while sitting and scanning the area.
"Meh, that's nice I suppose." She shrugs, her eyes flitting around the room. She may be in prison, but she was still nervous about being attacked.
Fiona watched as another guy walked in, she smiled tightly and continued to ignore everyone, trying to see if anyone was brave enough to approach her. She started humming to herself and scanned the mess hall, looking for anyone that she knew.
Zanna glanced up at Marrin, "Why're ya being so jumpy?"
"Not jumpy." She growled, turning to glare at Zanna. "So saying this nicely, shut the fuck up and go away."
Finn locks eyes with Fiona as he scans the ‘mess hall’. Presumably she was doing the same thing. He stands and walks over to her, sitting across from her and sticking out his hand, “how do you do?”
Zanna side grinned as her eyes rolled, "Not happening sugar."
Chris rushed over to Zanna and Marrin and stepped between them. “Whoa whoa, ladies, ladies, I think it’d be best for everyone if no heads rolled in the mess hall this morning, right?” He nervously glanced at both of them but covered it up with a charming smile.
Fiona rolled her eyes and shook his hand "Good, and you?" Fiona smiled and looked at Finn. She felt very self conscious of her hair, which was still a mess from sleeping.
"Fuck off Crissy." She says in a sickly sweet voice, her personality changing faster than the blink of an eye.
He smiles, showing his perfectly straight and white teeth, “I’m doing simply fantastic darling…I love that messy look you’ve got going on there” he gestures vaguely to her hair
Zanna glared up at him, her old murder aura seeping through her eyes and body position, "And is a little thing like you going to stop it?"
Fiona laughed "Why thanks, its called bed head," She smiled at Finn and looked at his hair "You, on the other hand, look like you spent five hours on your hair this morning."
Christian backed away quickly. “I mean, let’s not have the morning off to a bad start, right?” He took a step back with every word. “Maybe calm down and think about it.” Chris proceeded to run to the other side of the mess hall, accidentally bumping into two people having a conversation.
He pats his hair, “well, you know, you always want to look your best, in case you want to start a fight and look like the innocent one.” He winks
"Good job Zanna Banana." Marrin says, holding up her hand for a high five.
Zanna glared up at her, she detached her prosthetic and high fived Marrin with the prosthetic before reattaching it, "Never call me that again."
Fiona blushed and rolled her eyes "Oh, I always look like the innocent one." She looked at Finn and smiled again.
Marrin smiled, showing sharp teeth. "I'm never going to stop calling you that Zanna Banana!"
“What the fuck” Christian breathed as he saw Zanna take off her arm and high five Marrin with it.
He smiles and starts “well, with that doll face I sure believe-” He gets interrupted by being bumped into. He first glares at the person before planting on his charming smile, “why, someone’s in a rush aren’t you?”
