Liam just smiled at all the inmates, he genuinely enjoyed his job. "I don't think Donuts are on the menu today but it's time for you all to rise and shine. Time to get to the mess hall and get something that is on the menu."
After Liam cleared his round on the cells he got behind his station to make morning announcements and to buzz the cells open.
"Good morning everyone I will be the guard captain for this morning's announcements. Today's breakfast special is scrambled eggs and bacon. If you all could make your way to the mess hall before we're out of servings I would very much appreciate it. I will see you all in the mess hall, This is Liam signing out wishing you all a wonderful good morning."
With that out of the way Liam buzzed the cells open.
Zanna didn't move from her bed. She didn't care if it was eggs or mysterious goop. Not moving today, no siree.
Christian hopped out of his bed and sauntered into the mess hall. He grabbed a tray and got his fair serving of scrambled eggs and bacon, then plopped down at an empty table. “Well, they aren’t donuts but it’s better than those awful pancakes from last Tuesday…” He said, loud enough for the guards to hear.
Fiona groaned when Liam came around the cells and rolled over, covering her eyes with her hands. She sighed and got up, muttering about sleep and stupid guards. She stumbled down to the mess hall and grabbed a tray, getting her food she sat down at a empty table and started eating, ignoring everyone and everything.
Marrin yawned, banging her head against the table tiredly. She had gotten little sleep, as usual, last night. "Why does Liam have to be so fucking cheerful?" She groaned after hearing his announcement.
Maya got up, somehow cheeky this morning. Probably since it was Friday and visiting day. She got out of her cell, headed to the cafeteria and sat at her table. Not bothering to try whatever rocks and grass they had.
Zanna lifted her head off the pillow to see everyone else in her cell block gone. Grumbling she stood up and walked to the cafeteria, grabbing whatever junk they served and sat down at the table. Her tray thing hitting the table with a thud.
Fiona watched as others started filing into the mess hall, sighing she continued to eat and glared at everyone that looked at her. She knew she looked terrible, her hair was everywhere and she didn't care.
Christian chuckled in Marrin’s direction. “He acts like it’s a fucking 5-Star hotel and not a disgusting prison.” He dug his fork into his eggs and spoke with his mouthful, “I have a feeling he’s not leaving anytime soon.”
"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?”
