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Post by aspiredeathe on May 14, 2008 3:30:45 GMT -6
It had been an hour since Havoc had walked Rose home, he'd headed back to the prison and was now back on his rounds.
He stopped by a cell, apparently empty, but he knew better.
"Do you have to always lurk in the shadows?"He asks the inmate, as he leaned against the bars.
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Post by fabiolamustang on May 14, 2008 18:19:27 GMT -6
Riza half-smiled when she saw Kain smiling. "Have you ever feel like somebody is watching you?... Follows you everywhere... anytime... ? or should I say... something? I'm not really sure..." She was hesitating in almost everyword. But she looked calmed and cool. Hawkeye took another glass of rum and kept drinking.
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Post by aspiredeathe on May 20, 2008 8:19:09 GMT -6
I kinda screwed up my pc so i'm gonna post this under Havoc's name, lotsa love <3 Fuery
Fuery raised an eyebrow"You mean..like a stalker or something?"
He quickly glanced around the room, half expecting some guy in shades to be staring at them.
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Post by fabiolamustang on May 22, 2008 20:20:42 GMT -6
"Yeah... but it could be something... not exactly a person..." while saying that, the lights went off and some seconds after the lights came back. Riza was no longer sitting where she was, her seat was completely empty.
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Post by aspiredeathe on May 24, 2008 7:13:05 GMT -6
"Shuddup."Denny stepped out of the shadows, frowning"What do you want anyway?"He asked bitterly.
"C'mon man.Lighten up a bit, you only 1 year left, maybe less for your behaviour."Havoc smiled sympathetically at his former colleague.
"That's easy for you to say.Do you know how hard it is to survive here?In a place full of people who want to kill me just because i used to be on the other side of the bars?!"His eyes were full of despair softening to a look of loneliness"It's not as if i don't deserve to be here though. I'm a killer just like the rest of them." He slumped to the floor, his back against the bars."Do you mind?"He quietly dismisses Havoc, tears fell silently to the cold floor as thoughts of his wife floated into his head.
He would never regret having killed the bastard that took her away from him!
Havoc continued his patrol, he felt bad he couldn't help Denny. He was a good guy really.
It's just life had a harsh way of treating people sometimes.
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Post by nevany on Jun 15, 2008 13:48:20 GMT -6
Kain stood up abruptly, knocking his chair to the floor"Riza..?"He walked around to where she was just seconds ago "Riza?!" His eyes were wide of fear, shock and confusion as he looked around wildly.
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Post by fabiolamustang on Jun 15, 2008 14:41:48 GMT -6
Riza was hiding behing another table. "Kain!" she called the man and loaded her gun. "We got some company... come here!" In a few seconds, a group of 8 strong and muscle man came inside the place, each one had two pairs of guns, one gun in each hand.
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Post by nevany on Jun 26, 2008 14:20:07 GMT -6
"Oh god!" Fuery dived behind the table, grabbing his gun with trembling hands.
He didn't want to shoot, but these guys were probably up to no good.
And to prevent such things was why he'd joined the law enforcement.
"What do they want?" He asked Riza in a hushed voice.
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Post by fabiolamustang on Jun 28, 2008 2:34:48 GMT -6
"I have no idea and I have no intents of finding out," Riza was no longer in the table, but in her way to the men. One man, had closed the entry door and another man spoke: "Listen up everyone, if you don't want any bullet inside your body... you better cooperate with us. Right now stay quiet and don't move!" the rest of the men started to spread in the whole place. Riza was now near from the man that seemed to be their leader.
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Post by Scar on Jul 12, 2008 22:30:08 GMT -6
Scar sat in his cell, reading his bible. Every now and then, he wondered where the hell all the gaurds were.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Jul 17, 2008 15:55:55 GMT -6
Havoc was now nearing the section of the prison made especially for the badest of bad asses.
He always shivered as he walked through the gate that divided this part from the rest of the prison. He wasn't sure whether it was colder here or whether the vibe this part gave off.
As he walked by, he peered into each cell, banging the cell door with his stick if the inmate wasn't behaving. It made a loud sound that rang through the entire hallway.
He stopped by a cell. Nodding at the two men stationed outside it, he peered in.
"Hey Scar."He called out cheerfully to the tanned man inside.
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Post by Scar on Oct 17, 2008 19:01:37 GMT -6
The convict didn't even look up at the man when he came in. "I'm assuming its either time for my walk or meal." he said. He wasn't allowed to eat with the other convicts. Maximum security prisoners were virtually in solitary confinement, save for the walks they were given, though he bet if it wasn't law they would have left him in this cell to rot.
He then looked up. "Oh, its you." he said, before looking down again. "Are you here to escort me, or is it time for our monthly chat?" He asked. Another poor attempt at a joke. He had no clock or calender, and had no idea how long he had been here, or if it was even nighttime yet. He could have been in here for years, but it wouldn't matter. No sense in counting the days when you got a lifetime sentence.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Oct 18, 2008 13:45:47 GMT -6
Jean smiled softly, gesturing to his bed, asking if he could sit there.
"You know me. I see you got a bible finally.It's about time."He himself had tried to get one for the prisoner, knowing that faith in these walls was all some had. Sadly he kept getting side-tracked, usually by an escape attempt.
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Post by Scar on Oct 18, 2008 15:19:50 GMT -6
The prisoner nodded. "Yes, I have." he replied, turning yet another page. "How has your search for the right woman gone thus far?" he asked. "Any luck yet, or has the warden shown you up yet again?"
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Post by aspiredeathe on Oct 18, 2008 15:31:31 GMT -6
jean's face flushed slightly as he ran a hand through his hair with light chuckle.
"Nope, haven't found one yet. Although lately the Warden's been less interested in my dates. Being busy with whatnot." Yes, Jean Havoc's search for love was well known among the inmates, his collegeaus had loose tongues.
"So who gave you th bible anyway?"He wasn't trying to just change the subject, used to discussing his sad attempt of dating on a daily basis, he was genuinely curios as to who had taken the trouble upon themselves for this inmates extra comfort.
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Post by Scar on Oct 18, 2008 15:39:33 GMT -6
"I wrote a letter directly to the warden..it was difficult persuading them to give me the materials needed, however. I recieved one later from a nurse...Lyra, her name is, I believe." he replied. "I recieved this one..." he gestured to the bible written in Hebrew, "From the Prison Counciler..."
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Post by aspiredeathe on Oct 18, 2008 15:43:53 GMT -6
Jean leaned towards the book, squinting his eyes at the foreign writings.
He nodded in approval, that someone had actually helped, before sitting back again.
"You read the English version of it?"He nods to the Bible, quickly checking his watch.
He still had time to chat.
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Post by Scar on Oct 18, 2008 15:52:13 GMT -6
Scar nodded, handing him the english one. "Right here." he replied. "You might like to read it. It has good things to say about people like you." He actually enjoyed the guards company. Before Lyra, he had been the only physical being to give the scarred man any comfort, those rare times he came to visit. "You should not give up looking for that one. The Lord will bless you with a loving family, I am sure."
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Post by aspiredeathe on Oct 18, 2008 15:58:13 GMT -6
Jean took the book with interest. He was never really into the whole God thing. But it's not like giving it a try would kill him.
He laughed at the loving family comment.
"Ya think? Could do with a family. Don't know if i'd have the time though."He sighed as he skimmed through the book.
Another reason he liked talking to him, save it usually being a rather intellectual conversation, something he enjoyed once in a while. The man always gave him something to think about.
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Post by Chris Yuki on Oct 26, 2008 20:00:05 GMT -6
A man came in with a young woman and shoved her into a cell, alone, before walking off for his coffee break.
You gotta be kidding me! I didn't do anything! I didn't know that the girl that I was helping out was actually a criminal being chased down by the police!!
She hoped to be able to talk with another person. Her cell was empty besides her but hopefully more people would come. The girl really didn't know what prison was like. She was such a noob to how the world worked.[/color][/size]
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