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[✞mechanicalanimal✞]

"Yeah i know, most of 'em thanks to me. I allmost got out once, but they changed their security since then." I looked at her, returning the smile. I brought my legs back upto my cheast and reasted my arms on my knees. My hands were covered in scars from the 'fighters'.

[painted.wolf]

"Ahh." Heather nodded once more, she sat cross legged and folded her hands in her lap neatly. If it wasn't for the prison jump suit she'd almost look normal from first glance. Her eyes laid over Ashely's scars along his hands and her memory faded back to her father for just a moment but it quickly came back; she didn't ask about the scars along his hands as she assumed what they where from. Instead she only sat there in the slight awkward silence but it was short lasted as sharps moans or curses shot through the air from other prisoners farther from them.

[✞mechanicalanimal✞]

I looked around, thinking of something to say.
i liked silence, but only when it was a 'nothing needs to be said' silence. This was just awkward....
"You ever been in trouble before..." i looked back at her. I know it was a bad question but atleast it broke the silence between us.

[painted.wolf]

Heather snickered slightly,"If I wasn't in trouble then I wouldn't be here. But yeah, stole a few things...done a few things. Told me I had gone mad. Some times I wonder if it's all in my head or if I was thrown on my head when I was born. The truth is theres no one thats sane, eventually we're all going to go mad...everyone." Her voice grew softer more trailed in thought as she looked at the floor, losing the out side world momentarily. "You seem to like like any sort of human interaction, other then of coarse killing. You'd you stay and talk to me; of all people 'round you...?" the same tone in her voice kept if softness and almost creeping like tone as she looked back up at him.

[✞mechanicalanimal✞]

"Your the first person ive had a sane conversation with for a long long time." I looked back at her. My voice was still deep and dry like i hadnt had a drink for a while. Well, that was true. I hardly ever went down to the food hall. I wouldnt let the officers take me. Last time, because i didnt like the noise of everyone talking, alot of the people around me wound up dead...

[painted.wolf]

"I've taked to people but they don't like me. Most talks wind up in my smashing their face in some sort of way, I'm not the best with anger..." Heather said as she shuffled her hands quietly. Flipping her hair from her eyes she glance down at her hands, the blood had dried quick and the only thing that was left where the small cuts, there was a soft shrug and she continued to fumble with her hands.

[✞mechanicalanimal✞]

"Yeah... i get what you mean... ive never had a parner for more than afew months... according to the doctors here... i have an alcohol addiction too..." i sighed a little, knowing it was true... Although i didnt like the thought of being a alcoholic, druggie and whatever eles i was, thats who i was, so i guess i better deal with it...

[painted.wolf]

"My parents where drug addicts but it was to the point where you couldn't stop them. They drank whine and beer like you would not believe, it seemed that-that was the only thing they drank. But that was the past. Now I can most likely bang my head against these cold bars of h*ll until the day I die, where the only 'escaping' I'll be doing is when they drag me out of here." Heather's soft tone turned into another small shrug,"Is there anything else you get to do around here or do we just get to sit here."

[✞mechanicalanimal✞]

"Yeah, classes and all that s***, but they dont exactly like me taking part... I dont like the noise of all the people."
I sighed, leaning back against the wall. I looked down at my tattoos, thinking about what they all said about me...
My favorite was of two pistols. I looked back up at her.
"If you killed yourself... I would have no one to talk to..."

[painted.wolf]

Heather grunted lightly,"I think I'd rather much be bored or something rather then taking classes. The only thing I'll go to is to go get food and that's only because I am not pretty when I'm hungry." she said with a huff,"Nice to know that at least one person cares about me." She smiled and watched Ashley silently for a moment as he looked over his tattoos,"I see you like tattoos." she snickered.