-Resonance- Teen Human Jail Rp Semi Lit

[Kryptonite]

(( teehee, you never know. Jay's a tricky bas...um..tard? XD))

Jay lifted a brow, a slight smirk still on his lips. "Is that so?" he asked, rubbing his chin. "So you're an Irish girl who doesn't drink...yet she's in Alcatraz but gets beat up frequently." he said looking upwards, pretending to think. "Yeah...no, it doesn't piece together for me, sorry. " he said, tilting his head to try to look at her the right way since she was upside down. He noticed her tug her top up, but didn't aknowledge it, since she had probably caught him staring. He had a tendancy to stare at ladies without realising it which usually led to getting slapped or something, so he kept quiet. "So what's your story?" he asked narrowing his eyes playfully. "You'll have to tell me, since my incapable brain can't figure you out." he said, grinning.

[Spider-Kun]

Mike blushed hard. "I wouldn't mind. Not at all."

[Quackzilla!]

Deen's mouth quirked as she saw Daddy Yankee lean closer to Mike, and she could hear just a raspy tone as he whispered. She managed a small smile and looked away; she could see the relationship between the two, even though she'd never been in love. Love was always a touchy subject for her, and instead of figuring it out, she always - somewhat - studied it. Looked to Jay and laughed slightly, but shook her head, smirking. "Sorry bub; if I tell you, I'd have to kill you...or at least manage to injure you somehow, considering the size difference."

[corpsewallet]

-Daddy Yankee-

Daddy Yankee flushed inwardly as well at yet another unexpected answer. He nodded and smiled at the boy."Really?" he breathed, more to himself then to Mike."Well, in that case, then... he smiled," Later," he finished with a wink, hoping Mike knew what he meant.

[Spider-Kun]

Mike had an awkward smile on his face. "latter." he nodded. His arm still hurt like heck though.

[Kryptonite]

Jay followed Deen's gaze to Daddy Yankee and Mike, knowing what was going on, but telling himself it wasn't true. Mike could have killed Deen, and all she wanted was her necklace, now they were all buddy-buddy? Revenge was the strongest word in Jay's vocabulary, and he didn't like the looks of this injustice.
Either way, it wasn't his buisness, so he turned back to Deen an obvious change of attitude on his face, but her reply made him smirk and scoff. "So that's it. You're a spy, I knew it." he said jokingly and held his hands up. "Alrighty, gimmie what you've got. Injure me as best you can from all the way over there." he said lifting an eyebrow to test her.

[Quackzilla!]

Deen smirked to Jay, and stood, pacing along the cell bars as if thinking. "Well, I could whip the necklace at your head, but you'd take it...I spent the toothpaste cap on trying to wake Sparky up..." She turned in Jay's direction and rested her hands on her hips, laughing quietly. "I'll be honest, there's not much I could do. Well, I could sing, but I'd rather only focusing on hurting you, not everyone in these cells." She laughed, slightly louder this time, tilting her head like a curious puppy. "What's your name, anyway?"

[corpsewallet]

-Daddy Yankee-

Daddy Yankee paused, and looked at the boy for a moment longer, wondering if he could wait until whenever 'later' was. The more he looked at the boy, the more he wanted to...close the gap between their lips, between their bodies. He kicked himself mentally, he couldn't in front of the others, but that was where it looked like he was staying. Maybe it wouldn't matter, maybe he could do it, maybe, just maybe.

[Kryptonite]

Jay chuckled as she listed off the wasted ammunition. "Exactly what a thought. I'm invincible." he said in a sing-song voice, teasing her, then realized they weren't formally introduced. "Oh yeah. Call me Jay." he smiled, and tried to remember if he'd heard her's but knew he had some serious memory problems. "Can you tell me yours or do I have to keep nick-naming you?" he asked with mock annoyance, and rolled his eyes. "Come on. I heard you sing earlier, you're not that bad." he grinned, still swinging boredly on the bars.

[Quackzilla!]

Deen smirked as the boy spoke, coming up with a few retorts, but his last sentence caught her off-guard. Her mind worked a minute - that was a compliment, right? - before she looked away, feeling a heat flood onto her face. There was this weird, sickening feeling in her stomach: like there was molten-hot birds trying to find a way out. "Uhm...D-Deen..." She stammered, still slightly confused. The closest thing to a compliment she'd recieved previously wasn't even a compliment; it was more like harrassment. Deen met Jay's eyes and blinked the foreign feeling away, swallowing hard. "Gift of a singer's voice - I could probably maneuver my voice to go so high, it would bust up your eardrums." She smirked, trying to mask the fear that he had noticed her awkwardness.

(( OOC: Deen's like, "What is this 'love' you speak of?" xD ))