Ayesha side eyes John, her gaze still cold,"How about we figure out all this, then we'll discuss treaties." Ayesha takes the radio, nodding, before pressing the button,"Hello?" For a second, Ayesha was sure she would receive no response, then she hears Jacob,"You've got to be shitting me." Ayesha allows a smile to flicker across her face,"Jacob." Jacob replies,"Well, well. If we get out of this alive, you'll have to tell me how you got out. Now, where do you want us to meet?" Ayesha replies,"Prison block A, closest to the officers barracks and the doors outside."

Ayesha watches John break the lock as Jacob replies,"Got it, see you there." Ayesha tucks the radio away, before glancing at John,"I don't do physical contact. I don't care your intentions. I don't do physical contact." Ayesha then prepares her gun,"Now, shall we? I'd prefer to get out sooner then later. My group will gather by Prison Block A, and we'll bust out there, and snag a transport vehicle and book it." Ayesha adds to herself, hopefully. There was definitely flaws in her plan.

His patience was growing thim with her. "Maybe not being an asshole would be a nice thing to try for someone who is helping you there buddy." He spoke it sarcastically as he was annoyed. So picky, why does it matter when a truce is established. He paused following her so he wouldn't get shot and she could take anyone out first. "How's this then. We just won't backstab the other till we are out? Is that a faor enough deal?" He knew there wasn't a reason for him to make the deal, he had a decisive goal. He just didn't trust her. When she finally broke the silence of the halls with the radio he got uneasy. She had been cold and miserable this entire time, but this dudes voice made her smile. He rolled his eyes at her. "You want both of us, to go into YOUR gangs center. Me? There?" He stopped moving thinking it could he a trap or possibly even something worse.

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He stayed where he was for a second. Processing. This isn't good. I need to get the radio back. He watched as she played with the trigger, uncomfortable with it. "Fine, no touching. Got it." He walked behind her slowly, keeping his distance for what he felt was his own safety. "You keep saying this 'we' thing like I don't got my own people to keep up with. I'm certain you have people to also get out of cells, kr whatever duty they are in." He was interrupted by the radio. Under his breath he cursed Arons name as he spoke. "Aye, we got some trouble with the pigs out on pasture." And then static. He looked at Ayesha. "Precisely what I mean."

Ayesha glares at John,"Sorry, I was never taught how to play nice." Ayesha sighs,"My main focus is to get the hell out, I don't give two flying shits about trying to stab anyone in the back." That was the closest she was getting to agreeing with John. Besides, she wasn't ever taught to play nice. Ayesha sighs, half annoyed as she glances back at John,"That is one of the easiest ways to get to the transport area. You and your gang are welcome to stay in this hell hole, but I'm getting my gang out. Do what you want."

Ayesha nods, before glancing forward then back again,"Jacob and Lily are moving through the cells now, breaking out any Ghosts." Ayesha pulls out the radio before tossing it to John,"Take it. I don't need it anymore." She was over it, John could take her words however he wanted. She cared little for backstabbing, and had no intentions on doing so. Her main goal was to get the hell out and get her gang out. If John chose to go with her, then she would do her best to get his gang out as well. But, the way he was acting, well... Ayesha wasn't so sure anymore. He was actually kind of pissing her off.

He found her attitude towards his reasonable hesitancy annoying. He had enough with her lack luster everything is miserable approach. "Look, no one is saying anything about NOT getting out. In fact I'm damn eager to flee this hell hole amd start a widespread mutiny." He checked go see that they where good to chill out for a few minutes. "All I'm saying is what's the point in booking it to freedom if you dont know what to do with that hail marry of a chance, you see what I'm getting at?" He put his weight on one leg, sighed, and leaned against the cold wall. "Why do you want to get out of here except jut to get out?" He had given up on avoiding the question. It had been bothering him for a while. For him it was simple, at the end of all of this he wanted something that was real, and wonderful. He had never told anyone but he wanted to give all of this up, start a new life far away.

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He wondered why he even bothered trying to reach out to her, she clearly didn't give a rats ass about him. Moving the hair from his eyes he caught the radio. "Do they have a skeleton key to give them access to everything? The ones breaking out the ghosts?" He knew where to find one. His own cell. He had a small spot inside the metal bed frame where he kept goodies. A master key just so happened to be one of them. He then clicked on the radio. "The opposition are in on everything, go ahead and find the guys who are always at the center. They have direct orders from Ayesha. Besides, her people have more of a birds eye veiw." He ended transmittion and grabbed a radio of a fallen gaurd. "Now we have two, no sense in just having the one." He tossed her the new one over to her.

Ayesha glances around the corner, before glancing back at John. "I want out because I want to start a new life. What I did to land me in prison was terrible, and a part of me regrets it." Ayesha holds John's gaze,"I never planned to be in prison the rest of my life." Ayesha hd purposefully skipped over the part about the hail mary after getting out. There were places, and her gang knew people outside. Like she said, she just wanted out.

"Yes, I have one in my cell. Lily's got it." Lily and Ayesha were cellmates, one reason they became friends. Ayesha glances back around the corner,"Our window won't stay open for long, let's go." Ayesha catches the radio, tucking it in her jumpsuit, before continuing on, gun at the ready. Peeking around each corner before straying out. If they could avoid the yard, where prison snipers could pick them off easily, then their chances would be better.

He didn't know whether to believe her or not. "If you regret it, then in some twisted fucked up way this place did its job." He chuckled at his own obserdity. "And no one ever plans on staying here their whole life. And if they do their mad." He thought back to when he first got here. The previous gang leader who had a heart attack, he planned on staying there his whole life, and he was insane, proving his point.

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He smiled. "Good, I don't know who that is, but good. Just having one key is inefficient." He let his mind race on patterns and the floor plan till she snapped him out of it. He picked up the pace and followed her, not particularly caring as much about hallway threats, most gaurds knew to try and avoid him; after all the laundry incident wasn't the first time he had given them trouble. He slowed passing a door to the yard, getting a glimpse of the chaos that was out there. The snipers where useless as on the ground they where using guards as human shields. He gave a thumbs up and kept moving. He knew they where close to block A. When they got there he saw Aron jokingly around with some familiar faces, he looked around. It disturbed him. Earlier today this would have been the worst place to be. Now, it was the most strategic. He walked threw them still just a bit skeptical. He looked at the entrance and threw the window, then back to Ayesha. "Hm. That went odly well, don't you think?."

Ayesha shrugs, refusing to answer, she was tired of the topic. Ayesha changes the topic as they pass the yard,"Hmm, I wonder how long the chaos will last." Then almost too soon, Ayesha and John arrive at Block A where Lily and Jacob hurry to join the Ghost leader. Ayesha glances over her shoulder,"Of course it did. The real hell is outside the doors." Jacob agrees,"Which is why we got you these." Jacob holds out a few knives in sheaths. Ayesha pockets the gun, taking the knives and examining them. They were well made, incredibly well made. Ayesha grins,"I don't know where you found these, but these are great." Jacob smiles,"We raided the weapon area." Lily adds,"That was fun." Ayesha raises an eyebrow as most, if not all, of her gang pull out some kind of weapon(mainly guns).

Ayesha turns to John,"Well, you ready to get the hell out of here?" The Ghosts' were still eyeing their rivals, but per their leader's command, they were playing nice. Now, once outside Ayesha wasn't sure if they would continue to listen. But Ayesha was sure that if they didn't, she could make them. Ayesha glances at Jacob,"Happen to see what kind of hellfire we'll face once outside those doors?" Jacob shakes his head,"No, but from the sound, they've brought the goddamn military." Ayesha nods,"We just need a transport vehicle. Most all the prison transports are heavy duty built to withstand even military weapons. Foreign and American included."

In the room he stayed in front of Aaron, keeping his posture more relaxed as he loaded is pockets with guns, belt loops with ammo, and had a shotgun over his shoulder. He was smiling, seeing as her ghosts got everyone. He gave the occasional grace to Ayesha. He could feel his muscles fatiguing due to the piss poor excuse for food and the constant movement the day had brought. He could see a little bit of everyone slowing down to. He gathered everyone and gave a stern reminder. "I know this is sketchy as hell, however this needs to be a full frontal assault. We're playing the 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend' so keep your guns aimed at the coppers." He heard his name being called. "Yeah, the sooner we get out of this shit hole the less time they'll have to get organized on the field!" He shouted back in confidence. He walked over to Ayesha and overheard her conversation. "And how far from here to those vehicles? Cause that's how long we'll have heavy fire on us while where out in the open." How did a Middle of nowhere facility get the whole damn military? The coppers are hiding something. He shifted his weight to see if her gears where turning like his cause something wasn't adding up.

Ayesha shoots a half glare at her Ghosts,"Exactly. We have the same goal here, so all targets are on the battalion that is no doubt waiting outside." The Ghosts nod, muttering agreement, though Ayesha wasn't quite sure how long the Ghosts would listen. They had only formed to survive in jail, so what would happen once they got out? They would be fugitives, so maybe the gang would stick together. Ayesha turns to John,"Not far, from what I remember. Maybe twenty feet. We shouldn't need more then one." Ayesha glances around,"The van should fit all of us. And Jacob here is a great driver. So, unless you've got someone, I recommend Jacob drive." Ayesha sighs,"Not to mention, this whole ordeal seems odd. This isn't a high tech facility, so I'm not sure how they managed to get the whole military here that fast." Ayesha shakes her head,"But for now, let's just try to get the hell out." Ayesha glances at her Ghosts,"Ready?"