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Post by Jimmy Candela on Dec 9, 2007 20:43:24 GMT -5
the grounds
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Post by Scarlet Anne Bathory on Dec 12, 2007 15:49:18 GMT -5
Scar walked along the fence the enclosed the prison grounds, in her orange. She stared up at the roles barbed wire on the top. This place sucked. Scar wasn't a criminal, she'd merely avenged her murdered sister. They guy would have gotten the death penalty anyway, had the police found him. The justice system in this country could be so perverted at times.
This was only Scar's second week here at Caldwell and already she'd had a run in with several of the other female inmates. She just rubbed some people the wrong way for some reason. She didn't know why. Scar certainly wasn't trying to start any problems. Anyway, lucky for her she could hold her own, so she didn't really have to worry too much about gettign hurt. She use to take karate lessons and that worked to her advantage.
Scar sighed and walked over to a nearby tree, sitting down beneath it. She closed her eyes and leaned back against it's strong body. She missed Gwen. She was glad the jerk that had killed her was dead. That made it all worth being in here, even though it was the pits. Scar let out another heavy sigh, and rested her arms on her knees.
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Post by Aiden James on Dec 17, 2007 19:12:04 GMT -5
Aiden made her way outside slowly. She looked around and couldn't seem to find anyone worth putting much interest in. She'd blown off Jimmy, who from the looks of it, was very much interested in Liz so she was left alone. It didn't bother her though, she'd make it without them.
Walking around, she smelt the cigarette smoke, and the lost craving came crawling back to her. She wanted them, and approached a group of girls, wanting to bum some off of them. "Care to spare?" she asked agressively.
"How about uh... No." One of the girls said, Aiden noted that she seemed to be the little clans leader.
"How about you give me some, and I won't punch in your pretty little face?" she replied forcefully, mentally laughing at the words she chose.
The girl snorted, and her friends joined in the laughter until Aiden took a step forward and collided fist with face. That's all it took for the girl to be down, and her friends took a step backwards. "Do you really want to do this?" the blond as bloody nosed girl.
"Yeah, I do!" she half shouted, pulling herself up off the ground. "Bring it, you little bitch!" she shouted lunging for Aiden.
The blond still laughed, this reminded her of a couple of her high school fights, and she laughed more at the fact that she had over estimated the poor girl. Poor girl, ha! Yeah right!Aiden smirked, and turned her head, just missing on of the girls hits to the face but another fist came and hit her square in the jaw. "Ouch," Aiden said sarcastically. "My little brother can hit harder than you," she added before taking a fist and punching the girl's throat. Watching her fall to the ground, she heard a whistle blow and guards come. With a final kick to the girls side, Aiden was pulled off and the group separated.
"Missy, you just got some time in Isolation," the guard informed her.
"No really," she replied sarcastically as the guards pulled the cuffs tightly around her wrists.
"I wouldn't act like that if you wanted to get out any time soon," the guard added.
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Post by Aiden James on Jan 7, 2008 20:48:25 GMT -5
Aiden returned to the scene of the crime, the place where she had gotten taken away after punching another inmate. She didn't care, and it didn't faze her much either. Walking slowly into the area, but not too slowly to show weakness, she walked over to a nearby tree and took a seat at the trunk. She watched, eyes flicking around from one inmate to the other, waiting to see if she knew someone, but she didn't. She hadn't seen Liz for a while, neither Jimmy but she didn't need them to stay with her for protection of any sort.
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