She sensed him coming long before he spoke. But Ayesha choose to ignore him, still landing blow after blow on the dummy. Her knuckles were beginning to turn red, but that didn't stop her. Out of the corner of her eye she could see he had sat down at a nearby table. But she didn't speak, he came over to her. He could be the first to speak, she wasn't going to. Then surprisngly he did speak, asking about Lucas and if he was okay. That they didn't mean any harm. Ayesha finally stops, turning to face John.

"Lucas is fine. He didn't go running because you humilated him. He went running because I was about to beat him."

Came the straight forward response, her electric blue eyes flashing to Lily and Jacob as they moved. A brief warning in her eyes caused the two to return back to their seats. Though Ayesha was well aware that every Angel's gaze was fixed over here, just in case the Hell's Fire's decided to try and cause some trouble. Ayesha then returns her gaze back to John. "Besides, I'm sure Lucas has faced worse kinds of humiliation before." Then another voiced interrupted, and Ayesha looks over. It was a prison guard, one of the higher ranked ones.

"Officer Barnes wants to see you."

The guard's gaze flickers between the both of them,"Both of you." Officer Barnes was the officer in charge of the prison jobs, he was the one who assigned an inmate to a job or removed an inmate from a job. Ayesha raises an eyebrow, wondering why. Ayesha already had a prison job, and it wasn't often that inmates were assigned new ones unless they just sucked at the current one. Ayesha's electric gaze flashes sideways as she spots motion.

Jacob and Lily had made their way over when they had first spotted the guard, headed for Ayesha. Ayesha shoots a glare at them, the meaning was clear. Get the hell back to your seats. After a moment's hesitation, the two retreat. Causing the Angel's leader to have to repress the urge to roll her eyes. Before glancing at the guard,"Alright."

He sat and kept glancing, knowing she wouldn't try to throw hands. Neither would he seeing as how that would cause a full on fight in the middle of the yard. And that wouldn't solve anything. He could Aron just shaking his head in disapproval at him and elbowing Cassandra to get her to join in. He glanced back at the rest of the Angles who jusy seamed anxious.

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"Well then. This just got more interesting." He saw everything as a game, especially gang affairs. That's why he always pushed boundaries and in general was lackadaisical.

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He could see two angles trying to make their way over to them but quickly turning around. He had to hold a chuckle as they seemed genuinely scared of her. Fascinating. His eyes kept focused on them as they watched before blinking twice to return his focus to her. "Probably, no offense but he looks like a scrawny mess." He let a small smirk pass to his lips as he messed with his hair.

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This is when the gaurd walked up. He could see Cassandra watching him and saw that she wasn't happy about it. Damnit. Just when things were getting interesting. He shot a glance to Aron, letting him now to relax and sit down as John stood up to the guard, he wasn't gonna roll over and take anything. An officer wants to see both of us? We haven't done a damn thing. He glanced over at her sideways as she seemed to tell her people to screw off again.

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He popped his knuckles and bit his tongue in annoyance as she agreed to go, all that came out was a scoff as he looked the guard in the eyes, seeing he wasn't gonna back down. "Fine." He knew he came off more aggressive as he knew the officer who wanted to see them was in charge of assigning jobs. He also knew he didn't have one, nor did he want one.

With John's gaze flashing away from her, Ayesha could only assume that John was looking at his own fellow gang members. But she refuses to turn around and acknowledge them, keeping her own gaze on either John or one of her Fallen Ange's. Some had to return back inside, so the numbers were dwindling down. But whoever was still outside, had their gaze fixed on the encounter. Only turning their gaze away whenever Ayesha looked at them, only to return their gaze back on the two when Ayesha's gaze had turned onto someone else.

"What's so amusing about that?" Came the reply, an eyebrow half cocked.

Before Ayesha allows a half smile half smirk to ghost across her face. "Yes, he does. But he gets bullied a lot." Ayesha glances at Jacob briefly, that's why we are trying to work it out of him. The little wimp.

The confrontation with the guard was a bit dangerous, considering the guard had come alone. But the guard knew he was safe, after all there were plenty of guards around the perimeter of the yard, and more could be called to the yard if reason rises. Cocky dumb asses, Ayesha thinks to herself as John gives his own aggressive agreement. The guard nods,"Come along." Turning his back on the two rival gang leaders, before starting off. Pausing every so often to wait for them.

Leading them inside and through the prison, to a locked door. Knocking on it, before scanning his ID. The guard opens the door to reveal the officer in charge of prison jobs. Ayesha hesitates, before stepping inside. Eyeing the officer with undisguised contempt. "What do you want?" Barnes looks up, eyebrow raised. "I'd watch your tone if I were you." Ayesha snorts, however holds her tongue as Barnes continues.

"Two new jobs have opened up in the laundry mat. You-"

Barnes turns his gaze on John,"-Don't have a job. While you-" The cold ice gaze turns onto Ayesha. "-Well while you are good at your current job, there has been agreement that you need a more solitary job. With your whole issue with lashing out." Ayesha couldn't deny that, but her eyes do narrow slightly. Her words slightly forced. "What? So you are putting us in a job? Together?" Barnes leans forward, his ice gaze unreadable.

"Congratulations, you two are now the prison's new laundry workers."

He followed the gaurd father behind and kept his eyes for used on him. He gave a huff of annoyance every time he looked back and flipped him off when he continued moving. Yes he knew it was juvenile, but it was either that or attack him and get solitude for the foreseeable future. So he chose the flipping him off.

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He looked to her, letting his own gaurd down slightly as he quickened his pace. "To answeryou question, I just find it ironic is all. For such a delicate name your all very forceful. Though, I guess the same and opposite could be said about us." He paused and watched how a fleeting smirk quickly was replaced by a seemingly annoyed thoughtfull expression.

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I'm willing to bet she isn't so cold after a while. Then he remembered the poor punching dummy and turned to look at it again. Perhaps better to not test that theory, less I end up like that.

He soon passed everyone on his side of the yard and nodded his head, confirming everything was as fine as possible. Though when he passed Aron and Cassandra he jokingly put a half heart up and they did the same. He then turned his hand into a fist and pumped it over his heart twice before continuing on. He glanced back to the Angels, seeing how nervous they were compared to the uncaring nature of his gang.

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They made it to the doors and the gaurd swiped his card, letting them in. The smell of sweet, concrete, and old metal filled his scenes again. Along with the hatred he felt for it. But he still followed the gaurd nevertheless. Only taking small glances at her and the cells with prisoners around them. He saw one that had Lucas in it. He stopped for a moment and stared him down. He mouthed the words. "I'll see you soon buddy." And quickly caught up with them again. He debated on pointing him out to Ayesha but instead just left it again, figuring now wasn't the time.

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Once more the gaurd swiped his card, but this time he punched a code in. He stretched his neck slowly but couldn't see what he was trying. Damn. He gave a sigh and stepped in the room as the gaurd motioned him to do. He saw a man sitting at a table and guessed he was Barnes. Just from the way he had his posture John could tell they weren't going to get along. Wich was confirmed when he heard his voice.

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Your gonna tell her to watch her tone your an actual moron. Then he started on, alluding to John getting a prison job with his hole "You don't have a job" But his intrest was caught again when he mentioned Ayesha's temper. You don't know the half of it. He tapped his fingers on the desk, wanting to be dismissed.

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"Congratulations, you two are now the prison's new laundry workers."

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"O hell no!" He slammed his hands on the desk and got within 5 inches of his face, then heard the sound of a taser being turned on so he slammed his hands again and turned in a circle, frustrated. "I believe tje lady will agree with me on this when I say that is an awful idea. For multiple reasons. And also because I don't wanna." He folded his arm and tilted his head as tje man stood up.

"It isn't my job to care want you want. Now leave." He bit his cheek and started to taste blood. "Fine, but your a damn fool." He turned around and shoved the guard, leaving the room but waiting for Ayesha. Thinking it would be better if they left the building together to show everyone nothing happened. Then he would gladly go back back his chair.

John, it seemed, shared Ayesha's views on being put on laundry duty. Her electric blue eyes grow stormy, though she stays quiet while John lashes out at the job officer. Ayesha found herself agreeing to most everything the Hell's Fire leader said. Ayesha had switched jobs a lot because of her temper and anger issues. But the last one, where she was outside and helping clean and move heavy stuff, she liked. But Ayesha had gotten mad and thrown a rock at a fellow inmate, sending them to the prison hospital.

Ayesha had been put on probation and in solitary, but Ayesha couldn't help it, the inmate was asking for it. Finally John storms out and Ayesha steps up. Her electric eyes flashing. "I understand I have anger issues, but switching me around from job to job. From cell to cell. Isn't going to help. I'm still probably going to hurt someone. I don't need to be in a prison, and you and I both know what will happen if you keep moving me around. I've already lost most of my mind. But you know I can still lose the rest of it."

Barnes narrows his eyes at Ayesha, opening his mouth, but Ayesha wasn't done. "I've been here for how long? Two years at least, and I've been in pretty much every job at least twice. Tell me, officer does switching me around jobs help at all?" Barnes was speechless, he hadn't had many inmates talk back to him or lash out. "No. It hasn't helped." Ayesha hisses,"Exactly." Barnes' eyes harden some more,"We can move you to a bigger prison, a harsher one. Or better yet a mental asylum. But we haven't. Believe me when I say-" Ayesha cuts him off, her eyes blazing.

"What? That people have come here, government people and doctor people, talking about me? Wondering if I needed to be put in a straight jacket and moved to a mental hospital. Trust me, I know. I know about the whispers and the rumors. I. Know. Everything. Most everything that happens or is spoken in this prison, I find out." Barnes eyes Ayesha, as he sits down, it was clear that he was done with the conversation. "You are dismissed, Ms. Hunter. You and Mr. Maddison have your orders and jobs. Inform him that you two will began showing up at the laundry mat at 7 AM and stay there until 7 PM with breaks for food and bathroom by asking the guard posted inside. Starting tomorrow and ending.....ending when I decide otherwise."

Ayesha's eyes flash, however she manages to keep her temper in check. Though she gives no kind of response, simply turning her back on Barnes and leaving the office. Slamming the door shut behind her. She could see John, but she was too pissed to acknowledge him and Ayesha stalks forward. Headed for the yard, hoping there was still some more yard time else wise she be forced back to her cell so she could punch the walls yet again.

As he waited outside, listening to the arguing and anger from the other side of the door a thought crossed his mind. One that would cause caos and make everything fail in the prison. We outnumber the gaurds fifty to one if everyone in the prison worked together. He looked at the door and heard something about an insane asylum. I'd say it's worth a shot. He could hear himself chuckle as the plan formed in his head. If everyone didn't proform their tasks, nothing would get done. We would be in a position to get some things we want. He didn't even realize he was pacing till a gaurd told him to stay still. He shot him a glare, flipped him off, but of course stayed still.

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A few minutes later the door swang open, almost hitting the bars of the cell closest to it as it screatched across the floor. He watched as one very pissed Ayesha stormed down the hallway to the doors that led outside. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe. He walked closer to the cells and fist bumbed some of the hells fire members as he went on. When he passed Lucas he just let out a deep laugh and moved on, still finding what they did in the yard hilarious. As he noticed Ayesha getting closer to the outside doors he picked up the pace, trying to catch up to her before she made it out. Just as she was about to slam that door open he got in her way, and looked her dead in the eyes.

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"I know your just as pissed as me and don't wanna fo this. I believe I have a plan that could bring everything in here crumbling." He left out the part that everyone on both sides of both gangs would have to work together on purpose, to see if she would inquire, thus showing him she was interested. He dropped his voice to a wisper as he spoke this next part and leaned closer to her so no one could hear him. "Tomorrow, during that job thing, if your even just a bit interested. Let me know, I'll fill you in." Before she could think of replying he opened the door and stepped out. Smiling again as the warm sun and fresh smelles replaced those of the dinghies of inside the prison.

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He quickly spotted his red headed friend and slowly made his way over to him. Not to eager to have to explain everything to him and Cassandra. Though he knew he would eventually. For now he breathed in slowly and relaxed till he got there. Of course it was interrupted by Aron loud carrying voice. "C'mon man, hurry up." He shook his head as he half heartedly jogged to his chair where he promptly sat down, lifted his feet up, put his head back and sighed. Thinking of all the things they could mess up.

Ayesha pauses to send a icy look back at John,"Officer Barnes informs us that we will began showing up at the laundry mat at 7 AM and stay there until 7 PM with breaks for food and bathroom by asking the guard posted inside. Starting tomorrow." Before continuing on, ignoring him once again. Only for him to cut in front of her just in front of the doors. Halting her progress, she opens her mouth to snap at him. Just as he begins to talk, Ayesha closes her mouth as she listens. Something about having a plan to make the whole prison crumble. Ayesha snorts.

"Like that will work."

But by that time John was already gone, and Ayesha rolls her eyes. Flinging the doors open to the yard, and entering the yard. Stalking past John and his two comrades, to join her own two comrades. Jacob exchanges a glance with Lily, before tentatively asking. "So...How was your meeting with the Job Officer?" Ayesha shoots Jacob a glare, before taking a deep breath forcing herself to calm down. Finally she responds, her voice calmer.

"Nothing new. I got switched to a new job again, and this time Barnes decided to throw it in my face that I am on the brink of being put in a straight jacket and being moved to an insane asylum." Ayesha mutters darkly,"As if asylums even help." Lily and Jacob exchange another glance, and Lily asks. "What did Barnes want John for?" Ayesha takes another deep breath, as she leans back, shooting a brief glance towards John. "John also got moved into the same job I just got assigned to, though I don't believe he has ever had a job."

Jacob and Lily nod,"Well-" Ayesha wasn't done, and she just kept talking. "Then on the way out, John was trying to tell me something about a plan to get us, all of us, out of here." Jacob exchanges a glance with Lily once again, this one surprised. "Really? Doesn't he know that there is no chance of that? That many of us have already tried?" Ayesha growls,"That's what I tried to tell him, but he just left without even waiting for a response from me."

"Alright! Get up, your yard time is over!"

Ayesha looks up to see a guard standing in front of them,"We've still got like twenty minutes." Gesturing towards the clock, as the guard shakes his head. "Nope. We've received new orders, for you Hunter. Your yard time is up. So let's go." Ayesha closes her eyes, muttering Spanish under her breath. "Lo juro ... Este lugar me da ganas de asesinar a alguien. De nuevo.(I swear to....This place makes me want to murder someone. Again.)" Before reluctantly obeying.

The Angels' leader slowly gets to her feet, shooting a glance at Jacob and Lily before following the guard inside. Doing her best to be as slow and difficult as she could be. Fine. If Barnes wanted to take away her free time because she was being honest, then she was about to become a real pain in the ass.

(Time skip to the next morning?)

John had dozed off for a bit, unhappy with the fact that he had to wake up early the next day. So he figured he would get his extra Z'sss while he could. He would rather sleep here then his cell anyways. But it was cut short when he heard Aron in an argument. Louder then usual. Ughh. "No, back up. If you think your getting near him your a fool." Then another voice that sounded more forceful but also proper. Another gaurd. They are just over us today. "Sir, I'm not going to warn you again. Step away from the prisoner." John gave an annoyed sigh as he popped his eyes open.

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"Can I help you." He got up and took a step closer to the officer. Trying to both intimidate and get him to mess up his speech. "We have it on good record you assaulted a prisoner today." He scoffed and lifted his head in annoyance. "No. We joked around, theirs a difference. Clearly someone as dense as yourself doesn't seem to get it." The gaird took a breath, his patience being tested. "Come with me. Your going to your cell now." John looked back at Aron who seemed to be having nome of it and Cassandra whom just never cared. He held his finger up to the gaurd. "A moment please." And he had the gaurd turn on his heals. He proceeded to bow before everyone who started laughing. "I bid yee well fellow inmates. For my true punishment begins on the marrow."

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He started walking to the doors back to the prison before the gaurd could see and he had to run to catch up and open the doors for John. "Don't worry, I've got all day." The gaurd just gave him an annoyed glance and pushed him in the building. "To your cell." John gave a sad sigh as we walked with his head down. His cell was concrete on 3 sides with a grated wall that had a grated and heavily locked door. When he got there dinner was already there for him and the gaurd pushed him again and quickly locked the door as John turned with a balled fist. "I'll wake you up an hour before you have to be at your assignment." He waited and looledat the food before returning a quick glance and deep "Fine." As he sat down and ate in silence as he was the only one in his cell and to his sides where fallen angels members he didn't both starting conversation.

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After eating that pathetic excuse for a meal he threw the tray on the ground and plopped on his bead, rolled on his side, and covered himself with the thin blanket provided. Making a mental note he need to find a way to get a better one somehow before he fell asleep slowly.

After bothering the guard and dragging her feet as much as she could. Ayesha finally had arrived at her cell, and was locked in. Luckily because of her little mental issues she got an entire cell to herself, because the prison security was afraid she would snap and kill her cellmate and the guards wouldn't even know until the next morning. Ayesha was surprised that she hadn't been put, permanently, into solitary confinement. Ayesha had been fed then finally she lays down. Drifting off into a hellish sleep.
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"Get up!"

Came the gruff angry snap, that awoke Ayesha. The Angel's leader was tempted to be an ass and just lay there pretending to be asleep. But the guard continues,"I know you're awake. You've got an hour to get ready, and have breakfast before you are due to report to your job. Now hurry up." Ayesha sighs before opening her eyes, swinging her feet out of the bed before stretching. Sure she was awake, but she would take her time. Ayesha loved to annoy the guards. The guard rolls his eyes, as he watches Ayesha slowly get up and walk to the cell door.

"Alright. Fine. I'm ready."

The guard grunts,"Took you long enough." Before opening the cell door, and letting Ayesha out. There were guards in every hall, and the places that weren't any guards was locked and only certain people could get in. The guard gestures,"You know where to go." Ayesha rolls her eyes as she sets off, headed towards the showers. The showers had a chute that when activated by a guard produced new prison clothing for the inmates after their shower.

At least the prison had the decency to assign female officers to the women's showers, and male officers to the men's showers. Ayesha swiftly steps into the shower, cleaning herself as quickly as she could. Before stepping out, drying herself, and pulling on the new prison clothes she had gotten from the chute. Throwing her dirty ones into the second chute that led to the laundry mat, where she would now be working. With another sigh, Ayesha sets off towards the cafeteria to get some food. Then finally she would go to the laundry mat.