(@I am scared {Topaz} We have positions open for regular inmates and guards. Description on the first page with the rules. You can start immediately if you choose regular inmate or guard. If you'd really want to be "the quiet ones" or "those inmates TM" you might have to wait for the owner of this RP to pitch your idea since we have a surplus of "the quiet ones" and "those inmates TM" at the moment. I cannot promise that in this surplus your idea will be accepted currently. My apologies for the inconvenience.)
thanks, and it's no problem at all! I guess I'll go make my form now, thank you :)
"Cool. Marrin Corspe and currently male, genderfluid." He says, the man wasn't much of a conversationist so Marrin wasn't going to push it. Almost everyone in this place was mentally unstable, Marrin included.
Taki almost scoffed when he realized he'd forgotten some tools he'd left in his closet. He almost didn't want to turn back, that girl (Fiona) was probably still in the closet. He lightly jogged back and threw the closet open with the same amount of fury he had in himself.
Fiona jumped and looked at the guy "dude! I thought you were a guard!" Fiona shook her head and sat back down on the cart.
Taki gave her an odd glace and he noted she cleaned up a bit. "Forgot some tools," It took Taki a couple of seconds to figure out her organisation but once he did he hummed quietly.
"If you straighten up this closet I could get you a book from the library you can read here. Doesn't seem like you take to smut. They won't suspect me, I am the maintenance man. Just name what kind of book you'd like."
Hah! Marrin got a roommate. Zanna was still a single cell lady. Though given the look on that guy, she didn't exactly trust him. Something was off about hi,.
Vaughn grunted in response before moving to lean against the cell. He hadn’t gotten to trust anyone in the prison so far. A lot of the people got scared off, usually by finding out that he was in here for being a branded serial killer. Not that he minded, though. He would rather be alone with the whispers and his thoughts than have some meaningless small talk. His fingers twitched as he listened to the whispers, jaw clenched as he looked up at the ceiling.
"Yo, Liam. I'm not letting this guy have my cot." Marrin yells at the man, he liked his cot… it had a lot of food stashed away under it, food was always to be stored. Almost nothing served here was edible.
"Fiction please, something with adventure and action." Fiona looked at him and smiled "It won't take long to finish cleaning."
“I don’t want your cot,” Vaughn spoke up, his usual growl in his tone. He didn’t have much intention of sleeping, anyways. He couldn’t trust the other and sleep, risking being killed in his sleep.
Liam wrote a few notes on his clipboard and ripped a form out. He cleared his throat before speaking evenly and seriously, "Vaughn this is everything you need to know about your counseling schedule and your new counselor Mrs. Patrice." Liam slipped the paper into the cell.
He looked over at Marrin and smiled lightly," Mr. Corspe could you please look after our mutual friend Vaughn Finley. You'll have credits in your account with the cantina should you give a hand to Finley to make sure they arrive to counseling on time."
(edit 3: Not deleted)
(oops… editing that one out…) (edit: staying in)
"Nope, I recommend getting one. The floor is too hard to sit on and at least the cots come with blankets." Marrin said, ignoring Liam. This guy reminded him of his cousin and to hell if he was letting someone lay on the floor.
“I don’t care,” Vaughn responded to Marrin. The whispers praised him for staying strong with his decision. He threw a sharp, untrusting look in the other’s direction before turning his head to look out in the hall.
(Oh okay that works)
(Wait so were you keeping that other one or not because I deleted my thing??)
Marrin laughed. "Liam, where can I get a cot for him?" He asked, jerking his thumb in the direction of his new roommate.
(It's staying in cause Marrin is a good recoverer. Lets just assume you both ignored me.)
Liam sighed. "I'll get you both a new cot. I'll be right back please no stabbing each other while I'm gone."
Marrin clapped his hands in happiness. "Yay!" He exclaimed, pretty much bouncing around the room.
(Alrighty)
Vaughn glared sharply at the guard- Liam- as he left. He didn’t want to sleep or lay down. He had to stay alert in this hellhole of a place. He sank to the ground as he continued ot lean against the wall, feeling his split bottom lip.
(Taki to Fiona)
"Will do," Taki replied casually. He closed the closet and lightly jogged to the library. He was really glad Fiona started cleaning up the closet, no one else would do it.
(I was off for a really long time, busy weekend, can I get caught up on kinda what’s h a p p e n i n g)
Fiona smiled and jammed the rag back under the door, it again was visible from the outside but she didn't notice. She sighed and started cleaning again, happy to have something to do until work was over.
(um breakfast is done and now it is onto jobs and school,)
Liam got a spare cot from storage. They always kept a few spares since some inmates where destructible. He lifted it with ease and slowly made his way back.
