The guards wake the prisoners early the next day. They are told the doctor has arrived and will be given them all checkups. They are informed that they can either cooperate with the doctor or they can be knocked out for the exam.

"Any volunteers? Or shall we go in order?" The guard joked.

Jerid stepped neatly in line. He had barely slept that night but wasn't planning to show it.
It had taken quite some time to open up the stitches with nothing but his nails, take out the scalpel and needle, then sew the wound back up again with a hair. The result was quite neat in the end. though it had taken him quite some time to do it all tracelessly. not to mention clean up all the blood.
With all the work, rush and pain he hadn't had a moment's rest. His little backup plan was hidden in the hollow metal bars the bed was made off. No one would ever find it, but it took a while to retrieve. The little time he had spared for sleep had been wasted on thinking of a better spot.

But besides all that there was a slight drop of hope that drove Jerid forward. He had a plan of sorts. Today was the day for making new friends.

The guards guide everyone to the cafeteria

Kurt did as he was told, studying the guards and his fellow prisoners. He folded his arms across his chest, his fingers tapping against his arm as he watched. He was a major people watched, and he had his attention divided between everyone here, noticing everything that happened.

A Armored Car pulls in and several Guards wearing near Hazmat protective gear on their hands walk out and bring in a new prisoner.... Himori is pulled by her chain, and escorted in to the prison, to meet the warden for Cell assignment. She she is a Beautiful Asian-American Female, wearing very little..... she has her head down, and isn't talking.

The guards that are with her wait for the warden, the Head Guard from the truck, has a case with him, and is from Blackmyst..... he is the director from the other Prison.

Once the Warden Appears.

The Director Walks forwards and speaks. (the pic is of the director :3 he is known as Director Dridan Larso also known as a Bear Killer.)

"This is Miss Himori, due to continuing conflicts with her case we are having her transferred here, your men should only touch her with gloves that won't wick or be penetrated by fluids, as every one of her body fluids contains potent pheromones, on touch contact, she isn't violent but she is dangerous if cornered and is charged with basically killing anyone she gets close to.... though once we got down to brass tacks with people.... this doesn't seem to be the case of what she was doing" He said, "As I am Director of Blackmist Prison, I have been following her case back for some time.... and when we get more information we will tell you, assuming I and those of us tracking it aren't killed before we find out what is going on.... if you get my drift..." he said "This isn't a normal case of being guilty, but... I trust you will keep her safe like all your other inmates." He turns to walk away, "Also in the event that one of your men come into too much contact with Miss Himori and becomes addicted to her, there is a vile of cure in that case along with her case file... only Himori here can make more of it if needed.... as in the case of the thing that produces the poison is the cure as well... she will be more than happy to make it if needed."

The guard careful escort the girl to the cafeteria where everyone seems to be gathering.

Himori looks around at the others.... but says nothing... mostly trying to avoid touching anyone.

Jerid was occupied fighting off the boredom by playing a game in his head where he tried to scan peoples imperfections quick enough to not be cought staring.
Eyes too close together. Nose lobsided. Lower lip too thin. Scars that can be removed. Cheekbones too high.

It wasn't until guards in hazzmat suits entered the room that a single person had his undivided attention.
He stared at Himori and tried to figure out why such a harmless looking girl was here, why the suits, was she infected? Why introduce a highly volatile element into the confined area he was now supposed to call home? Had they gone mad? If we all get infected with something lethal the long term plans all these criminal minds are cooking suddenly see their deadlines moved. Prison riots and pandemonium are inevitable.

Jerid smiled. This just got very interesting.

Himori saw him too, but kept her head down, and calmly walked over to the corner, her outfit was interesting to, she didn't seem at all humiliated or worried.... more than that she seemed to be trying to go unnoticed, and keep herself away from people... but not like she was sick she didn't look sick, she looked almost perfect, like a super model or some girl from a dream....

Himori came over to Sayu, "You look like you were framed to... or something to that effect... Parents.... maybe other people sent you here because it was easier to get rid of you that way maybe?" she asked. "the offical story for me... I killed everyone I ever loved... while loving them to death.... but that is a lie... I was framed for it all... and turned into this, even touching someone makes them want me... Science is cruel... so are men..."

Griffin looked around the cafeteria. He saw a new woman had joined them. He wondered what the woman's crime was. Not that it mattered anyone that was evil enough to land in this prison was automatically added to his list. Griffin studied the others but without much interest. He took a seat accepting the food given him.

Himori ate the food given her, and noticed it wasn't spiked like the food she had for the past 15 years, "..... this could be bad... unless I get my drinks..." she said to herself. "Do they know about the fail safe that my body has?.... it could be nothing... perhaps I don't need the drinks and spiked food anymore..." she said hopefully to herself. then saw Griff, and looked at him, "You can sit by me if you want, don't touch me though.... please..."

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Himori ate the food given her, and noticed it wasn't spiked like the food she had for the past 15 years, "..... this could be bad... unless I get my drinks..." she said to herself. "Do they know about the fail safe that my body has?.... it could be nothing... perhaps I don't need the drinks and spiked food anymore..." she said hopefully to herself. then saw Griff, and looked at him, "You can sit by me if you want, don't touch me though.... please..."

"I would not touch you." Griffin assured her as he sat beside her. "You are new her. I would like to know the reason you are here."

Himori came over and sat by her, "my skin is like coming in direct contact with the effect of a potent aphrodisiac, well everyone sweats in small amounts all the time, so it is the sweat, but it makes people feel good but it could addict them, so touch me if you want, but try not to get addicted, it is very powerful... the jerks from my first prison made me like this, even my tears are saturated with pheromones..." she sounded kind of sad, "but this is who I am now, they call me the Succubus, but my name is Himori Hikarashi.... Nice to meet you"

She looked at Griff on the other side of the table, "I was framed, they said I killed many men by "loving" them to death, it wasn't true but as I am now, if the prison doesn't spike my food or bring me my drinks, the balance will be disrupted and I may become that monster they claim I am... I loth the feeling of wanting whoever I see... but while I have enough of what I drink in my body, I am fine... no worries about me loving people, but I don't know maybe I can over come it now... but I am afraid... if they make me wear a proper uniform... it could be bad... this outfit isn't just because it looks nice..."