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[h1][color=LightBlue]Rayne[/color][/h1]
[h3][color=crimson][s]Xerxes[/s][/color][/h3]
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Location:
[*]Solitary Cell of The Muron Prison
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Interacting:
[*][@RyoRyoRyoken]
[*][@Renny]
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The look of surprise was etched into the guards face. He was used to hearing prisoner request for a woman, a drink, or even a gourmet meal, but a suit, that was a new one. Slowly shaking his head, the guard made a call on his mini Den Den. 

"Bring a 2 piece black suit, which shirt, a black tie, and black loafer to the Crimson Reapers Cell, that's his final wish." the guard relayed, chuckling slightly before hanging up.

"Your a funny one, Crimson Reaper, a few guards will be up to help you change." He regarded Rayne with a cold stare, rage and hate boiling under his calm mask. He had heard of the horrors that the Crimson Reaper had wrought on the Conomi Islands with little remorse, even going as far as to try and usurp the chain of commands with his twisted words. He would be…no, they would all be glad to see this pirate dead, his head severed from his body, and the blemish that was Xerxes erased from the world.

All of the emotions that Rayne found useless or degrading were hidden deep within the flesh of his soul. As a result, for once in his life, all major emotions were almost entirely under his control. All it took was the shadow of death to seemingly be upon him.

"Well, well, Baldy. It looks like you managed to grow quite an impressive mane, shame that you don’t have much time left to enjoy it.” 

Rayne recognized that voice, he gazed at the man who had appeared behind the guard,  who jumped out of the way. "C-captain Zepp, sir!"he said quickly before saluting Marine.

Rayne remained silent, allowing himself to be impressed with Zepp's suit, just his style. Yes, he was the Marine that dragged him into the ship back on Conomi. [color=LightBlue]" Time is the' ability' that allows us to perceive continuous changes in structure or quality. In that case I'll have all the time in the after-life."[/color] Rayne claimed, his grin slowly fading.

Two guards then appeared at his door, neatly folded suit in hand. They were quick, as if they had is size in stock. [color=LightBlue]"You wouldn't mind helping me dress would you. Don't want me slipping out of those cuffs."[/color] he pointed out, gesturing with his eyes to the extra cuffs that the second guard held. Slipping past Zepp, the cuff guard began to unlock the locks on his straitjacket.