neornitheslogs | Game the First: New Inmates for the New Year

[It's midday before Feng Wángzǐ, called Prince by all who find his name hard to pronounce, comes to in his underground cell, ill-fitting jumpsuit on his body and brand-new collar around his neck. He never expected to end up here, in this place, but with the crimes he was convicted for, it'd be certain death anywhere else. Might as well get used to the idea.]

[There's something - or some things, really - next to his cot. A book, and a piece of... candy? An experimental lick reveals its bitterness, so Prince rewraps it and pockets it before flipping through the book. Skimming soon turns into in-depth reading, and what he's seeing isn't pleasant. Reaching the end, Prince vents his frustrations by throwing the book across the room, where it falls harmlessly. He's still pissed off, though... Maybe a walk around G-Block will help him cool down?]

[Later in the day, Prince can be found wandering in the courtyard, just hanging out, or in the Gift Shop, buying and struggling to activate a communicator. He's really not good with technology. Only after he's done with that will he realize something awful, though. He's got no clue how to get back to his cell in G-Block. Um... Help?]

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[Mitsuki's just working at her job in the gift shop when she notices him struggling with the communicator.]

Ah...excuse me, do you need some help?

[He's been sitting in this corner for five minutes. He can't figure out how to configure the damn thing. At least he's got the battery in it?]

Help... would be welcome, yeah. [His scowl's still on his face, but it's been a bad day. He's still in his jumpsuit, clearly new.]

[She walks over.]

Ah... it works like a cellphone, see? [She presses a button and holds it for a few seconds before releasing. The screen flickers to life.]

[That wipes the scowl off his face.]

It... was that easy?!

[His head goes down against his knees, and... is that laughter?]

That's how you do it.

[It looks like this guy just hadn't had a cell phone before... She gives a a small, bemused smile.]

[It's not that he's never had a cell phone, it's that he thought this was more like a computer... And overcomplicated it...]

Thanks... Sorry for troubling you for something so dumb.

Don't worry about it. These things can be a little tricky.

[There's someone else in the courtyard, just wandering - he looks new as well, if that jumpsuit is any indicator. He stops when he spots Prince, meandering over cautiously.]

...Hey. You new here, too?

[He doesn't look much like a criminal, except possibly for that scar above his nose, and he's nearly as young as Prince is. He might be safe to approach?]

[The white-haired man - really, he's little more than a boy, barely 20 - looks up at his new potential acquaintance.]

Yeah. Guess the jumpsuit's a giveaway, considering how few others are wearing them, huh?

[He grins a little, bit embarrassed and amused.]

Good to know I'm not the only one parading like a traffic cone, though.

Yeah. Not sure if standin' out's a good thing in a place like this, though.

[Red ponders it for a moment or two, then slowly extends one hand. Surely this guy should be friendly enough for a handshake, right?]

My name's Red.

[ Well it looks like there's certainly someone here who seems like she thinks she owns the place. When he walks out of the room after it sounds like there was something throwing things around. ]

Temper tantrums aren't very seemly.

[What in this place is seemly? Nothing that he's seen so far, although he's pretty new. Right now, though, he's not helping with that at all, as he stops to give his new conversation partner a glare.]

Do I look like I care?

Don't get an attitude with me, it'll only make it easier to kill you if the time comes.

[Prince runs his hand through his forehead, frustrated but trying to maintain his self-control.]

Well, let's just hope it doesn't, then.

[ With his steeled expression it might have been harder to tell that Ryu Terui was also a new inmate, but as with most recent arrivals the tacky jumpsuit he was sporting likely gave it away.

After a particularly unpleasant afternoon he found himself brooding to himself in the courtyard, his arms crossed and the cuts and scrapes he had procured covered in bandages. The unfamiliar face wandering around the place caught his eye, but he wouldn't bother approaching him. If the kid wanted to talk that was his prerogative. ]

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[Prince didn't exactly approach per say... he tripped over a sprawled limb of another brooding inmate and staggered over, barely stopping before colliding with Ryu. Certainly, an entrance to remember.]

GAH! Sorry about that!

[ Ryu's immediate reaction was to shoot the kid an unpleasant glare, though his face was quick to fade to a less threatening, albeit still unpleasant, expression. ]

If you don't watch where you're going you may run into someone less forgiving next time.

I'll... try. I'm kind of dizzy right now.

[His clean, crisp jumpsuit marks him as a new inmate. It's possible he's still got drugs in his system.]

[ Ryu stared at him for a long moment. The last thing he wanted was company, especially from a kid like this, but he couldn't just let him walk off and end up planting his face to the ground. He stifled a sigh. ]

You should sit until you're stable again.

Um, hello!

[There's one slightly nervous young teenage girl in a wheelchair who's out in the courtyard to get some air.]

[A wheelchair... that's not something Prince expected to see here. But just because someone's disabled doesn't mean they don't have the potential to be a criminal, right? It's hard to put that together with such a nervous-seeming young girl (how little he knows...), but hey, no one's here for no reason, right?]

[That thought process takes him enough time to create an awkward silence, which he breaks by shaking his head slightly and speaking.]

Oh, hey. Sorry, lost in thought a bit there.

[Rei glances away for a moment or two, fingers fiddling with her jumpsuit's pants nervously before raising her head to look directly at the young man.]

O, Oh. I see... I guess that's not a bad thing. Eheh. You're new, right?

[He smiles a bit. He's not afraid to make eye contact, at least?]</s,a;;? Yeah... as of today. You too?

[Rei shakes her head in response, a little solemnly.]

No... I've been here for a while, I'm sorry.

Oh, sorry! I guess I just assumed because of the jumpsuit. Seems like a lot of people don't wear 'em after a while.

[He rubs his head, embarrassed to have assumed.]

Where do they even get normal clothes in prison, anyway?

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Goshdarn that text derp in that last post...