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Post by kikistrike20 on Jul 31, 2010 16:21:51 GMT -5
"It, it's just so... gray. and small. and hard. and cold. It's like this nightmare I have of one of Lester's sweatshops."
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Post by warriorgal on Jul 31, 2010 20:47:18 GMT -5
"I know, but we have to tough it ou-." Suddenly she was interrupted by another guard shoving another Irregular into their cell.
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Post by kikistrike20 on Jul 31, 2010 21:22:01 GMT -5
Luz looked at them, really pissed off. "And I was trying to avoid this place," she muttered.
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Post by warriorgal on Jul 31, 2010 21:38:34 GMT -5
"Same." Lydia said. "Wanna play down by the bank?" she asked. Lydia chanted, when they didn't move. "DOWN BY THE BANK OF THE HANKY PANK WHERE THE BULL FROGS JUMP FROM BANK BANK TO BANK SINGING FEE FI FO FOM MEE SAY MEESAY DIN DANG DO-"
"Ok! God We'll play, just please stop." Oona said, grabbing Luz's arm, and forcing them her to play. They sat down in a circle, and started playing, chanting VERY loudly to cause a ruckus in the jail.
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Post by kikistrike20 on Jul 31, 2010 21:50:00 GMT -5
Soon a guard came running up. "What are you girls doing?" "Oh, just playing a game," answered Luz, trying to look innocent. "So you wanna join?"
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Post by warriorgal on Jul 31, 2010 22:04:41 GMT -5
"Ya, its really fun!" chirped Lydia, like a little girl. The guard just looked at Lydia like she was crazy, with wearing her orange halterback and shorts.
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Post by kikistrike20 on Jul 31, 2010 22:20:38 GMT -5
"Whatever," he said. "You girls keep it down, ya hear? And don't try anything funny." "Funny?" asked Oona, getting into the act dispite her phobia. "We wouldn't dream of it."
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Post by warriorgal on Jul 31, 2010 22:32:43 GMT -5
The guard just walked away confused, when the girls cracked of laughing, ignoring the shouts from the other cells to shut the ****** and hell up.
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Post by Holly on Aug 1, 2010 15:33:08 GMT -5
OOC: I posted a reply and it poofed... dang
IC: "Yeah" replied Indigo snapping back to the present. What had happened happened, it was gone now, she tucked the memory deep into the secret part of her brain and locked the door, smoothing her features into a placid mask "I don't care though, it was nothing." Emma looked doubtful "Anyway" she asked changing the subject quickly "you wouldn't happen to have your phone on you would you? Mine got left at home and I really don't like the idea of having the police be able to listen in on what I'm saying."
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Post by kikistrike20 on Aug 2, 2010 12:24:06 GMT -5
"Yeah," she whispered. "But when would we use it? They're watching us."
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Post by warriorgal on Aug 2, 2010 17:43:24 GMT -5
"Well," Luz, said, suddenly, as they were in the jail cell, Oona looking for a place to escape, and Lydia looking at the graffiti, "It looks like Emma and Indigo, are in here too." She held up the bugging device and explained "I stuck it in there while I was being questioned."Lydia chirped a detail, "I think I heard them talking to a girl, who sounded like Cricket, I also heard she had a criminal record too, like Cricket's."
"Hey," Oona blurted randomly, "Can you make my outfit look like your's?" "Mine too." said Luz.
"Sure," she said, as she grabbed a sharp spring on the ground, and ripped/cut the the fabric, as soon they had similer, but somewhat different outfits. "Thanks" they mumbled.
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Post by Holly on Aug 2, 2010 19:55:20 GMT -5
Emma and Indigo were released from the interrogation room a few minutes later and dumped into the holding room with the other girls. Lydia was slashing Luz's police issued jump suites with a sharp bit of mettle hacking large pieces of the horrible orange fabric to the ground and Oona was wandering the room looking hopelessly for an escape.
"hey guys." said indigo "fancy meeting you here"
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Post by kikistrike20 on Aug 2, 2010 20:08:48 GMT -5
"Does anyone have the faintest idea what's going on here?" Emma demanded.
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Post by warriorgal on Aug 2, 2010 22:42:30 GMT -5
Lydia glanced up from her work in progress, shrugged, and mumbled an "I don't know." and continued with her work.
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Post by kikistrike20 on Aug 3, 2010 16:24:50 GMT -5
"Well, that's great," she sighed, flopping on a bed. "We were all randomly picked up for some crime or another, my family is likely to trace me to here, and i have no fricking idea what we're even here for!"
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