Thread: Graying Horizons vs2.0

"they couldn't give you it for what they already got you on?" She said as she crawled around the corner into Tom's cell, She grinned at him,
"sorry not wanting everyone else to hear the rest of my past."

Tom smiled,
"Go ahead. But nah. They need to prove at least one murder and then they'll try."

Wolf laughed, "I've got another 30 years before they execute me, something about trying to teach me the error of my ways before they kill me" She grinned "Oh yeah that's the other thing they've got me on, desertion"

Tom frowned,
"That is the one charge they are trying to charge me with and I saw fight them on it with every fibre of my being. No offense but I signed on and I ended up outlasting the army. I served my time hundreds of times over."

Anton's social manner died down at the mention of why he was here. His exact reason why he was here was mixed, but there was one main reason: he was waiting for someone. There was no reason why he couldn't tell them this, but he still hesitated.

Nevertheless, due to his departure the next day, Anton felt that now would be the only time.

He sent the images to the same locations, with the message: I'm not in here for a crime.

Tom frowned,
"What? You just here for the experience?"

Kind of. I'm... waiting for an old friend. the images read.

Anton wasn't sure Tom, Wolf and Rhine would understand. Not even he fully understood what he actually had to do.

"Who are you waiting for anyways," she grinned and kicked her legs back.

Nikolai sat at his desk in silence. Smoke was rising from the cigarette that dangled from his lips. He could hear the others gossiping, guessing the murder had gotten everyone excited. He was again staring at the picture from earlier, becoming increasingly more frustrated until his collar started to give him short, fierce shocks. Tucking the picture into his desk Nikolai put out his cigarette and lit another. He walked to the cell door and look out into the hall. Wolf apparently had moved over to Tom’s cell, I bet that hurt like a bitch, the collars don’t like that. Nikolai walked casually back to his desk and grabbed his chair which he placed by the door. Nikolai then removed his button up and threw it on the bed, picking up a white undershirt he pulled it over his head and onto his tattooed torso. Opening the cell door Nikolai sat down in his chair and listened to the others, smoking like a chimney.

Tom shook his head,
"You got into the worst place in all existance to wait for someone?" He chuckled, "You better hope they show up."

Rhine laughed, "It ain't that bad here. I'm honestly here because I want to be. Life back home is a heck of a lot worse, let's just leave it at that."

Tom shook his head,
"So is it just me who hates being trapped and not in total control of what i do?"

"I'm not saying I like it. But I use to be forced to murder. Of course I am among felons here so not many people can understand where I'm coming from," Rhine laughed.

Tom shook his head,
"You're just running and hiding." Tom smiled at Wolf, who had gone silent, "You okay?"
"I'm fine." Wolf said with a quick nod, seeming distant. Tom shrugged his shoulders.

Wolf twitched as another shock ran through her body taking the hint she crawled out of Tom's cell and back into herown, sitting quietly just listening to the others.