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Ayesha stays quiet. Barely hearing his proclaim about hating he'll. Then his louder more sharper tone about not being in the same hell. Ayesha shrugs. She doesn't reply though as she finishes up another load. She glances towards the guard's,"How much longer till lunch break?" One guard replies. "Thirty minutes." Ayesha grunts slightly, inclining her head briefly. Before returning to her work. Pausing as she looks up, seeing John walking around. After starting the dryer, she straightens up. Leaning against a washer. Her sharp eyes tracking his every move, aware of the fact that the guards were warily watching him. They didn't seem as concerned about her. Which honestly didn't bother her, Ayesha knew her strengths and knew that with the right motive she could kill the guards. "Tell me about it." Ayesha half grumbles half sighs as she shakes her head. She glances sideways,"There was a moment in life I began to realize in the end; it's me, myself, and I." Ayesha shrugs. People wouldn't stick with you forever. Wouldn't be your friend forever. Well maybe for some people it worked that way. But it never worked for Ayesha, she highly doubted it would start working now. Ayesha shrugs watching as John gets closer. Getting four feet close, closer then many people have been in a while. Ayesha didn't care. If he got to close she would punch him. If he didn't get the hint, she'd knock him out. Win win either way. Ayesha shrugs. "It wasn't really a plan. It was more of a wing it." She chuckles,"I mean, I suppose that's true. But I'd like to be normal even for a little bit." She shrugs. As the washer and dryer go off she ducks down to quickly change loads. Working quickly. But as she straightens back up she finds John barely inches away. Ayesha sucks in a breath at those words. Forcing herself to stay calm and not react any more to that. Ayesha replies steadily. "I suppose so. But it would probably be weird." And who knows what would happen? It could get worse, this was a prison. She had heard stories. Then John took a step away, and Ayesha relaxes slightly. Then John walks away back to his own side. She go turns back to her work. "I'd rather not have sex in a prison." She never had uh, sex, before, and she wasn't really wanting her first time to be in a prison. |
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He heard the gaurd say 30 minutes till lunch which had him feeling better. He let put a yawn and let the boredom take his mind out. What was for lunch, if he was going to get punished for being rather keurt with the other gaurd. If he was even going to see anyone. "Ehh, I'd rather not." He threw the cloths around a bit more and began folding. Being locked in the room was making him loose track of time. . He gave a side glance at her and inhaled sharply threw his nose. Only smelling a lot of soap and concrete. "If anyone is being honest with themselves that's all they ever do have. Themselves." In this he realized he gave a bit more about his mindset away then he would have hoped but just as quickly dismissed it and kept on. "If everyone trusted everyone at face value, life would be much more dull. I'd rather have everyone be a puzzle if it means something to do." He finished folding and put more clothes in the washer. He couldn't help but give a chuckle at her wing it. I wish everything was that easy to let go and just act. "Congratulations." He left it at that and moved on to the topic that more interested him. Her desire for normality. . Throwing more cloaths in the dryer he glanced at her. Then the gaurds. "So say you could rewind the clock with all of your current memories and your mind." He paused. Sort of genuinely curious, and his tone reflected it. "What is the first thing you would do?" He left the other topic be. It in truth wasn't worth pushing at it wouldn't show him any of her personality or give him insights. |
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Ayesha throws a glance over her shoulder as she hears John say something. Then she shrugs returning to her work. Then a few seconds later, John spoke again this time louder. Ayesha shrugs,"Thanks?" As she straightens up to stretch before once again returning to the job. Ayesha hums quietly to herself as she works. It was a rhythm. Empty the dryer. Throw wet clothes into the dryer. Throw dirty's into the washer. Fold clothes, send off the hamper. Again, and again. But Ayesha was getting tired and bored, very very quickly.
Then John asked a question that startled Ayesha, causing her to glance at John. "What would I do?" She half mumbles as she slowly returns to folding clothes. Ayesha ponders the question. What would she do if she had never been convicted, if her family had never died. Ayesha had a thing for animals, she loved them. She also liked to draw. So maybe something with art? Or animals, she had also been thinking about going to college. Maybe. If she could have scraped together enough money to go. Did she have a back up job? No, Ayesha had mainly been focused on her family.....
"I was planning on college after high school. Getting a degree of some sort, then working with animals. While maybe working something with art as a side job." Ayesha finally replies. Then the guard calls,"Lunch break." Ayesha straightens up, taking a step towards the door only for the guard to shake his head. "You two will eat in here. Barnes orders." Ayesha represses a remark and simply nods as she sits on top of the dryer. Continuing. "But honestly, I was distracted by my family....So I probably wouldn't have made it."
Ayesha shrugs,"I think I was destined to end up in jail. No matter what I did." Just as the door opens and in comes two trays of food. The food is left with the guards and the door closes. Then the guards give the lunch to Ayesha and John. Ayesha takes the tray and sets it on her lap, poking at the food. Sighing softly before beginning to eat. |
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Folding his clothes he breaths slowly, still simply trying to make and solve puzzles. He figured Ayesha was simple enough. Just wanting to be normal but believed it impossible so she makes sure she'd on a path of self destruction. At least that's what he figured from her answer. And in truth he found that rather disturbing and disappointing. Not only did she not see her own patterns, she wasn't going to change them. He opened his mouth to speak "You are dooming yourself to stay in here forever with that mindset." He spoke softly to her for the first time and looked directly at her in a new way, not trying to threaten her or anything. But trying to be completely honest. He took a step closer to her keeping the same expression and tone of genuine. "I know a way to get college text books or applications to finish or start school in prison if that help." He quickly turned around, not wanting to be to out there and to also keep some of his cards hidden. . Giving a simple sigh as he continued he thought what he would do. "If I were to be given a brand new slate. And keep my current consciousness, I think I would leave everything behind. Start a new life somewhere else away from all of this." He stretched his arms out and made a circle. "Temptation. Temptation to do what I want, how I want, when I want." He put his arms down and moved some cloths. "But that isn't going to happen. So why bother changing." He gave a smirk as he looked at the gaurd. Seeing he was the smallest and easiest target. Grab the gun, shoot the others, keep it. Maybe get her out? Ehh we'll see. And be home free. He gave a small demented chuckle as he brushed the hair of his eyes. . Ganceing over at Ayesha when the gaurd called lunch and he walking over to the door like her, but ever so slightlybehindher. Ready. Only when the gaurd told them to back off and that they were eating in here, Ayesha obeyed. But it was the smaller gaurd. So he took the tray smiled down at it and slammed it on the floor. He then looked around and saw the other gaurds prepping to open fire. "Tsk tsk tsk. Didn't your mother always tell you to follow threw?" And with that he headbutt the gaurd in front of him making him uncousous and grabbed his fire arm. He then quickly shot the gaurd in the head. . He could feel his heart racing as the smell of the iron became so overwhelming and the ringingin his ears was just bearable. He looked at the other gaurds and then to Ayesha. "See, why change when this is so much fun." He then pointed it at a different gaurd as a full on grin formed across his face. |
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Ayesha shrugs,"As long as Barnes is a high ranked officer here, my chances of being released are getting lower and lower everyday." She blinks slightly, her voice softer. "Barnes has managed to wriggle his way into everything I do, and has managed to decline anything I've requested. I've tried the whole school thing." Another shrug,"Probably scared I'd become to smart and figure a way out." So Ayesha wasn't completely dumb, however she wasn't a brilliant genius like Einstein or something.
Ayesha bobs her head to what John had said,"It is tempting." Her gaze flashes towards the high barred window,"Very tempting." She managed two more bites, then she was done. Gah, she hated prison food. Then there was the sound of a tray being slammed down, and Ayesha's sharp gaze flashes up, pushing her own tray to the side. A slight clank ringing out as the tray connects with the dryer. This time Ayesha didn't stay back, she slides gracefully off the dryer. Ignoring the guns as she fixes her gaze on a guard. Though part of her mind did feel guilty for attacking the guards who were just trying to do their jobs.
But just as quickly as the thought flashes through, it was gone, and Ayesha was on the move. Quick and graceful of her feet as she lunges at one of the larger guards. Then the smell of iron filled the air seconds after a gunshot rang out. No emotion flickered across Ayesha's face, in fact it seemed all emotions were gone. There was a sound of another gunshot as the guard Ayesha had targeted missed and hit the wall. Then Ayesha was on him.
Even if he was bigger and stronger, Ayesha was quicker and nimbler. Using his strength and momentum against him, as well as a few well aimed punches. Ayesha had the guard on his back, snagging the gun within seconds. Then she had it pointed at the guard's head, though she hesitates to shoot. Remembering the night her family died. Then she shoves the memories away, her naturally electric eyes a stormy blue, and then she pulls the trigger. Two guards dead.
Before she could turn her gun on another guard, the door was thrown open and in marches Barnes with yet another load of guards. This time more, and they were bigger and stronger. But Ayesha didn't hesitate, and in two quick strides was face to face with Barnes. Who was surprised to see Ayesha armed. Using that moment, Ayesha pins Barnes to the wall pointing the gun to his head. Causing the guards to hesitate. Barnes screams,"Shoot!" Ayesha barks over him.
"Shut up!" The guards were hesitate and Ayesha continues,"Call them off or I'll blow your brains out." There was hesitation in Barnes, and Ayesha presses the gun closer to his head, hissing. "I'm done playing quiet and nice, I'm in here for a reason. Now call them off." Barnes manages to croak,"Stand down." Ayesha doesn't even look at the guards,"Get out." In seconds the guards were scrambling away from the two armed prisoners. Ayesha snarls at Barnes, the gun still against his head.
"I outta kill you for the hell you've been putting me through."
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"That is easy to solve." John watched as she slid the tray over and walked up to the gaurd. C'mon, do it. He eged her on silently to himself as the gaird missed an easy shot. Then she had him and he kept silent and aimed his taken gun at the other gaurds, keeping them where the are. Then another gunshot rang out. "Nice." And he smiled as he finished off the other two silently. He then dropped and began searching them as the door swing open She can handle that. I've got things to find.. He looked over his shoulder as his hands finished the bodies, the fleeting warmth from their bodies. Then he felt something solid. Keys. Standing up he tried to keep them silent. "Well hiya Barnes!" He looked to Ayesha and then to Barnes. He then simply smirked as he backhanded Barnes. "Alright, I feel better now." He went back to the other body and searched him. . As the guys face he was searching went pale he found his wallet and took a peek inside. He found a picture which he romved and unfolded. Three kids and a wife. Well that's unfortunate." He threw it to the side and continued. He found different keys, a taser, more ammo, a botton, and hand cuffs. He grabbed his gun and the other dead guys gun and handed it over to Ayesha as well. "There, now we've both got two." His voice was becoming more playfull and entertained and his eyes showed the same. . As she kept Barnes pinned he walked about the room. "Well I don't want to rush you, however there are goons out there. So if you don't mind, could you just finish him off, grab his keys, then we can decide on some other decisions to be made." He gave a huff as he opened the door slowly and noped it right back in the room as they had their guns aimed directly at the door opening. "Please." He tried to insist as nicely as he could though he though this rather urgent. . Right, so as soon as they are taken care of we cam free our most level headed 2nds and have them organize everyone else and pray both sides work together for the goal of freedom. If you don't. I'm fine with it being just me. He knew that was selfish but he couldn't help it. If things didn't plan out it was how she said. Him, himself, alone. |
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Ayesha barely heard John, but somehow his words pierced her angry state of mind. She takes a deep breath, and pulls the trigger. Blowing his brains out, blood was splattered across her face and she spats some on the floor. Disgusting. She thinks to herself as she digs in Barnes pockets finding the keys and an I.D card. Then finally she pulled away from Barnes, allowing his body to drop to the ground. "Come on." She growls as she tucks the keys and I.D away, storming for the door. Pausing to grab one of the lighter but still bulky body, hauling it with her to the door.
She hauls the dead body to his feet holding it in front of her as she flings the door open. Then Ayesha shoves the body out at the guards. Startling the guards as one of their own came knocking through their ranks. Ayesha opened fire the moment she released the body. Dropping about a third of them before the gun was empty. She ducks back behind the door as she grabs the second gun, then she was out again taking out another third.
This time stepping out into the hallway, firing repeating as she takes down guards. The second gun emptying, and Ayesha lunges forward beside another dead guard snagging that gun, before pulling the gun up and shooting a guard who had a gun aimed at her. Then she snagged another gun and retreated back behind the door. Half of the guards out there dead, but many more to go. She was surprised the alarms weren't going off. Ayesha glances at John, "No way this will work. There are to many guards, and Barnes isn't high enough clearance to have his I.D be able to get us all the way out." |
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Waiting with baited breath, watching her closely as she finally pulls the trigger on Barnes. "Flawless." He started chuckling and it became a bit of minacle laughter. Then she gave him a scowl and her voiced matched the order she barked at him. "Tsk tsk. Now just because I've played nice with you doesn't mean you walk all over me now." He joked as he followed her and was shooting after aiming at the gaurds. And by the time she needed another gun she had only removed a few, he had removed a lot and still had half a clip left. . "Now, I'm just spitballing ideas here, but perhaps conserving or at least aiming would help a bit." He shot another and it dropped. He ducked back into the room seeing if the other guys had ammo on them. Bingo. The first guy he killed had the clips for his gun. He opened the door again and breathed as his finger effortlessly got back into a rhythm with his eyes. Target, aim, two three, fire. And repeat. Wasn't long till they where practically tripping over bodies. . As he keeps firing Ayesha is all over the place. Diving from body to body collecting weapons along the way. Then she runs out yet again. He ducks in the room yet again and outside the door goes silent as he knows they are waiting for them. He tosses over a mag and gives a sigh. He then grabes the communications radio off of Barnes body and holds up one finger to Ayesha as a hold up. He pushes the button for him to talk over all of the coms over tje prison. "Ladies and gentlemen. Thank you for tuning in we have a but of a situation in the med bay, all available units. O nevermind, they broke the window." He then turned back to Ayesha and smiled. "That should help a bit. Then on tje come came threw on of his friends voice. He quickly recognized it as his hot-headed number 1. "Aye mate. Ses you've caused a bit of chaos. Need a hand." John only smiled as he knew the only way to get a radio was to take out a gaurd. "Make sure everyone is on the same page and armed, yes everyone." He turned to Ayesha and gave a sigh. "Yes, even the opposing gang. Going dark, see you in a bit." He then slung an a around Ayesha. "I believe I've handled the outnumbered situation, as for the ID cards, picking a lock is just as easy." He jumped up and walked to the washer machine and took some of the dryer sheets, and the lint collector. He then ducked out the door and continued firing, hoping she would follow. |
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Ayesha glares at John at his little comment, but said nothing. Soon the hallway was mainly cleared... Mainly full of dead bodies and John had picked up Barnes' communications device, directing any other possible reinforcements to the medical wing. Ayesha had to quietly admit to herself that it was a good idea, but she said none of the sorts out loud to his face. Ayesha nods as he orders his second to gather both gangs, with any luck. Jacob and Lily would put aside their differences long enough to get both gangs out. Ayesha ducks away from John the moment his arm touched her neck.
She didn't do physical contact.
Ayesha leans down to snag another gun, this one fully loaded. Then she proceeds to follow John out, firing a few times to help take out the leftover guards. Had it been an fair and even fist fist, Ayesha would have thrived a lot better. She wasn't much for guns. Ayesha stalks past John, glancing around each and every corner to make sure it was clear.
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He moved quietly, not even hearing his footsteps, just his breath. He turned to notice she WAS following him. "So, i was thinking. How does a truce till the foreseeable future sound?" He looked thew the chicken wire and glass window before attempting to unlock it. When he knew he had just one more rotation he handed her the radio, nodded and gestured for her to take it. "Here, I don't know how much charge it has left but it would help to get our people on the same side." He smiled and turned his attention back to the lock and heard the final click. Immediately followed by loud and heavy gunfire. He noticed how she jumped back to his arm. "You darling, are one high strung doll." He took notice her tense and opposing body language. "I have no interest or intention of hurting you sweetheart." He chuckled as she seemed to ignore him and just keept checking. |
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