Time to Escape

[Jack Rinner]

Vinn stared at the obviously unsetteled one named Rick. "There is no almost, you either did or you did not. You chose not." Vinn turned back towards Enasni. "True it may be a rumor, but if that rumor turns out to be something a little more. Perhaps I can lend my assistance" Vinn knew the game he played all too well. He pulled out his empty cigarrette pack full of lockpicks "consider that a token of my grattitude if you find out those rumors to be true." Vinn picked up his zippo, got out of his chair, and walked out of the library. Doing so as he pushed Rick aside whispering "Choose Not" towards his direction.

When Vin arrived back at his cell. There was a brown bag with a bow on top, sitting on his bunk. "Franco you shouldn't have!" He said sarcastically pulling out the medium sized bottle of vodka. Popping the cork off and tasting the clear liquid in his mouth, savoring every last drop as he let the warmth from the alcahol take him over. He then replaced the cork and hid the bottle under his bed. "No sense wasting all of it now"

[MsKittyCatty]

Farrah gave Jacob a skeptical look as he wrapped an arm around her neck. She continued to look at him with a slightly puzzled look as he said not everyone in the prison was obsessed with drugs, sex and violence, just after they had clobbered a bunch of Skinheads. Then again, perhaps she had found the 3 guys in the prison who still had balls enough to stand up for a woman in trouble even in prison. She watched him carefully as he walked away and leaned on a wall.


Farrah rolled her eyes at Enansi’s reason. “Well you might think it’s a fun little game, but not all of us do,” Farrah said, pushing her hair out of her face and crossing her arms, nodding when he said she had been tossed and thrown around like a doll. “I for one, would like to know if it’s a real map,” she said, not minding if the focus got off her for the moment. They, after all, might want to know something about her past or try and share theirs, and Farrah was pretty sure things would work out better between them all if they didn’t know all that much about each other.

Farrah gave Rick an interested look, impressed that he cared about women at all. She uncrossed her arms, placing her hands on her hips even though they were swallowed in the orange jumpsuit. She shook her head when Rick grinned at everyone, finding herself grinning back just slightly. They were certainly an odd, but entertaining group. “Well, anyway, I’m glad everyone had fun dragging me around, but I think I’ll go back to my cell now, unless Enasni will show me that map,” she said, the small grin remaining on her face.

[AkiBlue]

Enasni's eyes brightened upon receiving a lock pick set. "Aw, a birthday gift for me? You shouldn't have!" He giggle and slipped the box in his pocket. He only smiled when Farrah, realized no one had actually seen the map. "At least someone is smart enough to check." His eyes darted around the room, of course making sure no one else was there.

"Alright kiddies, gather around, gather around!" He grinned and sat up straight in his chair. He fumbled in his pockets for the blueprint mumbling to himself. "Now where did I put that paper..." Enasni then blinked and stopped searching, and took the paper out of his shoe. "Found it!" He whispered and sat it, folded on the table. "Now before I open this. You all must promise not to be little tattle tales. It would detour my ongoing and still coming together plan."

Assuming all of them would agree, he carefully unfolded the map. Sure enough, like the rumors stated, it was a blueprint of the entire prison. From the cells all the way to places that try weren't allowed in. Like the guards' break area. "Well? Admire, Admire." He giggled and kept a hand on the corner of one side, just in case he had to swiftly folded back up.

[Rtron]

Rick glanced at Vinn as he walked out of the Library. "Do we have to let him in on our little group? I find him much to serious, and slightly confusing." Choose not? you either did or did not? , I Nearly brained him in the skull but the skinheads distracted me...Rick grinned wider when he saw Farrah returning the grin, then he turned towards Enasni "How, I wonder did you manage to spread a believable rumor amongst the guards?" As Enasni pulled out the blueprint Ricks eyes widened and he had no remark for the occasion besides, saying softly "Now where did you find that little beauty?" This...is the exact opportunity I have been waiting for. An escape plan! I can smell it on the wind! Now, how though are we going to pull this off?

[MsKittyCatty]

Farrah rushed over and knealt over the map Enasni had spread out. Her fingers slowly traced around it in various paths, finding rooms she wasn’t even aware existed, and finding all the exits it showed. “What do you have so far, Enasni?” Farrah asked quietly, her wide green eyes memorizing the map as best she could, to see the different ways she could get out. It looked like there was even more than one possibility as her face showed a bit of hope for the first time in forever.

In the back of her mind, her own plan was forming. There were so many ways she could use this information… and who was to say Jack wouldn’t come looking for her again for information. She needed to give him something if he did, whether it was true or false. If she could mentally memorize this map, she could even perhaps get him to offer protection on the night they escaped in exchange for this information. After all, he could never escape himself with all his goons with him, and she was sure he’d want to leave. Maybe she could get him to convince his sheep that they needed their protection for something else, while Jack escaped with them.

Then again, anything to do with Jack was playing with fire. She knew that much, but she knew any plan would probably involve someone having to be a distraction, and thus having to stay behind. And it wasn’t going to be her or anyone else in this room. She’d be a double agent of sorts if she wanted to be, and just keep it a secret from Enasni, Rick, and Jacob.

[TheStinger]

Jacob glanced at Vinn as he exchanged some tough words to Rick and afterwards gave a cigarette box to Ensani, which contained lockpicks. The kid recieved it extremely happy, like it was his birthday or something. Afterwards Vinn walked away, probably back to his cell but not before bumping into Rick and whispering something to him in his ear. It was dead obvious that these two were not going to get along. Why? Jacob had no idea.

As Vinn walked away, out of the library, Enasni told everyone to gather around him. Jacob made steps forward and stopped close to Enasni as he watched the white-haired kid pull out the mysterious piece of paper that caused so much comotion today. The kid eventually unfolded the paper and revealed what was obvious to him and probably others in the room. The paper was indeed a map of the prison, which contained pretty much everything in it. Jacob started wondering how the hell did Enasni managed to get his hands on such a valuable piece of paper that probably anyone in this prison would kill for.

However that was the least of Jacob's concerns right now. Finally there was hope. The 3 years he spent so far in this place felt as long as 3 lifetimes and the fought of spending another 22 was very discouraging for him and probaly anyone in his situation. Especially since his beloved Angela was outside and there was no way for Jacob to know how she is. Did she woke up from the coma or not. Did she died eventually or did those stupid goddamn doctors unhooked her from the machines seeing that she dosen't recover. Doctors had that habit. Jacob hoped that if that would ever be the case then Angela's step sister, Maria would be able to prevent that from hapenning. The total lack of information regarding Angela's sake was killing Jacob and for the first time in 3 years he felt like he had to do something about that. "I guess i'm gonna have to talk to the big dog himself." Said Jacob to himself, obviously reffering to the warden.

[AkiBlue]

Enasni put his head in his hands an looked at Rick. "How I got this," He decided to spare them the story that took weeks of planning. "Well it wasn't easy." He smiled and shrugged. Enasni looked at each of them, still having no trust them.
Once he was asked about the plan, he sat in thought for a second, tapping his fingers on the desk.

"Well I guess I could tell you all my original plan..." He pointed to his cell on the map and above it was an air vent. "I planned on finding that air vent and going from there but that plan was scratched out once the rumors spread. Then I thought, why not borrow the uniforms in the closets here." Enasni pointed to a uniform room on a familiar hallway. "It looks like a regular janitor's closet, but it's actually a uniform closet. Who knew?" He looked at them to make sure they were keeping up. "But I think that would be a bit difficult for me, seeing as though I don't look like the 'average person'." Enasni then looked back at the map. "Or you know...we could go old fashion and start a riot..." He sort of pouted, realizing that all of his plans were slowly being ruined because of some small factor.

"But of course, I'm willing to take suggestions and ideas." He giggled and ran a hand through his white hair. The guards would be back soon for cell inspections, so of course another meeting was going to be held.

[MsKittyCatty]

Farrah looked at Enasni skeptically when he said getting the map wasn’t easy… was he bribing a guard or something? Or related to one? Oh well, it didn’t sound like he wanted to tell. She turned her attention back to the map and followed his fingers as he traced out the three plans he had devised and their flaws. In her mind she was devising a plan… They steal uniforms and while the guards are distracting by a Skinhead riot, they crawl out through the vents. Of course, she wanted to saw it all out loud and get feedback, but she knew they’d never want Jack involved or even if they thought about it, they wouldn’t trust him to keep his word. Then again, Farrah wasn’t sure she would either.

She glanced at the other three and shrugged. “I say we think about it some more. After all, we have to get back to our cells anyway,” she murmured before slowly stepping back and heading towards the library exit. She began thinking about how she could get Jack on board… of course, she’d have to get close to him again without him trying to rip her to shreds after today’s antics. The point was, she thought he needed their map, and they needed his thugs. Surely he’d be able to see that. Hope began sparkling in the corner of her eye, something that hadn’t happened since she’d gotten there, as she made her way back into her cell and sat down on the inch thin bunk, plotting.

[Jack Rinner]

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Vinn layed in his bunk rethinking the stunt he pulled with the lockpicks. "i could of at least used them first to get some things.... Damn!" kicking himself. he knew Enansi had something of value on him, otherwise he wouldnt of played games like that. instead he would of tried to sell it to somebody or just throw it away. no this has to be the real thing. finally a way to get out. but he cant do this alone. he needs the others as much as they needed him. especially the woman. she seemed so out of place it almost seemed arkward. her eyes shown she was good at heart. she wasnt a killer or a thief. her face went through his mind as he fell asleep. "shes not like the rest of us..." Vinn muttered. knowing tomorrow was going to be a big day. a day of bad choices for good reasons.

[benjaminrk]

Every prisoner returned to their cell. You could always tell where Black Jack's was, since Skinheads were flocking around it until night where everyone had to return to their own cell.
Jack was laying on his bunker, seemingly thinking.

“Boss?”. It was Frank who said it. Battled and bruised he stood at the entrance. “Ehm Boss, I have a few questions about the plan. Why not kill those pricks now? I think they have went separate ways anyway”.

“In front of 100 witnesses?”. Jack did not even give him a gaze as he answered.

“Well... then in the morning? It's not like they will expect it just as the cells open again... you know.. with all the chaos happening”.

Jack's voice was cold. “Stick to the plan, or stick yourself with a knife. Either way shut the fuck up”. Jack raised himself up to a sitting position. “Look new guy, why do you think there are no one around here who stands up to me? It's because when people do, they die, and get erased, and people stop talking about it. Trust me I have been doing this for a very very very long time. This is not the first time someone has openly challenged me, without any plan on how to survive afterwards. So just fucking stick to the plan”.
The leader of the Skinheads laid back once again. And he had once again not told the entire truth. Behind his harsh exterior his mind was not at ease. Not even close. Blood and Honor was what he had build his kingdom on, and soon there would be only Blood.