Nate fell backwards when her cell filled with gas. She woke up about 20 minutes later coughing. "Jesus. Warn a person next time before you gas their cells!" She yelled standing up. She noticed all flammables had been removed from her cell. "Wow really? I'm 20 over here not 9 I can be trusted with just a little bit of wooden furniture. Jeez." She muttered to herself and she caught her hand on fire again.

Melinda walked into the prison as the officers threw her into her cell. She hit her head on the wall as she turned around looking at the officers. "THAT WAS NOT NICE!" she yelled at them as they closed the cell and she ran slamming her fist on the cell doors. "You guys ar-! Ugh!" Melinda was so pissed off as she turned around and saw that her cell was so small, and to think of it there were no type of water around. [Or was there? It's a prison cell lol idk]. She sighed now going to her bed and laying her back on it.

Ophidian played no mind to the others as she now laid on what passed for her bed, her dark green eyes scanned over the room as it filled with gas "well that doesn't seem fa...I...r..." Her eyes got heavy and she fell to the gas like everyone else, when her eyes flickered open she heard another female voice the same feelings she had but all Ophidian just continued to lay there on her bed "nice..." She said to who ever it was who it was in the other cell "the irony we are in this hole because of not being nice.."

As Dominus woke up, he made a note to create a mask capable of blocking the gas. It wasn't like he was interested in disobeying the guards, and more that he wanted to have options.

Fallon laid on her bed. The gas only making her body sleep, her mind couldn't sleep. Not with all the people around her, the brain waves kept getting confused, so she couldn't read anyone's mind, but she could just hear thoughts screaming in her ears. Her eyes wide open staring at the ceiling, whimpering as she waited for her body to awake, once is did she sat up, looking around for where the gas could of come from.

Griffin was surprised when he woke up. What had caused that to happen. Griffin looked around the cell. Whoever built the prison was brilliant. tazering beings like them was dangerous. So they had found another way of ensuring they could maintain control. Considering the bracelets didn't completely suppress their abilities they were smart to do so.

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The guards escorted the prisoners to the cafeteria. Once the prisoners were seated the guards would stand along the side of the room weapons ready for any disturbances.

Fallon sat at a table, alone. Her long white hair tied up in long pigtails. Her pale eerie blue eyes staring at the table in front of her. She didn't move or make a sound. She was a little more stable now and was able to sit in a room with people without her helmet. She cracked her knuckled continuously and nervously. Biting her lip hard as she made sure not to crack the table.

As he was being hauled Barbas again put up his little fight, causing his guards to trip, stumble or walk hard into his brick wall of a back. Again he got a whack from a guards nightstick and again he let out a loud laugh before being seated at a table. As he sat Barbas' eyes scanned over every single person in the room, in a way that resembled a apex predator picking out it's next meal. He grew his wicked grin as his eyes fell upon the women of the prison. He offered each of them a sickening wink of his crimson eye.

Trying so hard not crack the table in front of her, was slowly tiring Fallon. She dragged her eyes from it and glanced around the room. What an odd collection of people in one room. She stared from one person to another, her eyes looking over the large, sort of animalistic looking man that had just entered. Dragging her eyes from him she looked back down at the table, sighing. She wanted to find out what these people were, she already knew one girl could lift people up and another who could conjure fire, But that wasn't enough, not enough security. She tried her best to read them but too many people in one place was causing her confusion and she just cringed and buried her face in her hands.

As ophidian was ushered to a table, she was sat down and a tray of food was placed in front of her it seemed to be the same with everyone, her green eyes looked around this was the first time they were allowed to truly interact with each other and she was interested in who these people were.

As the meals were placed in front of everyone who was seated and ready Ophidian got up from her chair all the guards eyes were now on her ready if she tried anything and that is exactly was she did, when she was ushered in she seen the predator like gaze Barbas gave everyone and the wink he gave to her along with the other females, a prison holding men and woman was asking to be messy on so many levels so she figures she would strike first.

She made her way to Barbas' table and leaned over the side of the table chest puffed out her green hair loose over her face, and she was now locking eyes with the man-beast then without a word she grabbed his pudding cup that everyone was given and started to walk away.

Griffin watched the green haired girl steal the beastman's pudding. He wondered if the guy had limited access to his power the way the others seemed to have. If so what was his ability? Griffin glanced around and saw the guards tracking the green haired girl's movement but they did nothing to stop her. So they could steal from one another. He found that interesting. What other little crimes could they get away with?

Nate sat in a corner with her food but she wasn't touching it, she was setting the stuff she didn't like on fire.

Melinda walked into the cafeteria with the other prisoners as she sat down in a table alone. She noticed a green hair girl steal a guy's pudding, which was a little extra. She noticed the wink from the Beastman but rolled her eyes ignoring it. Melinda sighed not caring as she grabbed her food and sat back down at the table looking at it with disgust. "Oh lord....why couldn't I be killed or house arrest or something." she moved her food tray away laying her head on the table her short brown hair covering her face, she wasnt really hungry. Besides the food was yuck! Not today she wont eat.

"Ah yes Guards!" Dominus shouted in an oddly polite tone, "Mind if I take this back to my cell, I prefer eating alone!" he said. He was treating the prison experience like being at a hotel. The guards were the staff, and the warden was the manager.

Eleanor played with the food on her plate, not with her fork, but ofcourse with her mind. She levitate bits of the pudding and opened her mouth as the pieces flew in.
Gross. Even the pudding tastes gross. She looked at the food for a little longer before looking around at all the other prisoners on their own separate tables.
"I can only guess why you ended up here" she said in a sarcastic tone as she nodded towards the beast (as she viewed him, like the beast from the disney movie) "And I wouldn't be surprised if they rest of you are here do to the same reasons" She spoke loudly, catching every ones attention before she took her index finger and glided it across her neck.

"No food in the cells." One of the guards growled. "You will sit and eat just like the other."

"Well then, I guess I will add your hometown to the 'destroy list', now" He replied calmly. He hated rude hosts. He returned back to his seat, but didn't eat any. He knew that the information inside his head made him valuable. That was a chip he could use to get what he wanted, and what he wanted was a polite butler!

Adrian noticed that the cells were ordered in a pattern, and they were put between two women. So, the prison assumed them as male. They took offense to it, seeing as they would now have to deal with the other prisoners. To be honest, the food to them wasn't that bad. Well, it was bad, but they have had worse. They ignored the beast, and the comments directed to everyone that followed; they weren't sure if they would engage in conversation with other inmates yet or not.

Fallon wasn't gonna touch her food, she never ate anyway. She heard someone speak and she lifted her head to look around. As she took her focus off the table , a very loud creaking was heard, then a snap, she looked back at the table and it had cracked. She whimpered and sighed, she was trying hard too. She pulled her knees to her chest and closed her eyes.

Eleanor heard the crack of the table and turned her head, she saw the small woman hugging herself tight.
'Is she alright?' She asked herself. She stood up and made her way towards the woman.
"Are you okay?" She said politely, approaching the woman.