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Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Iris didn't skip a beat. She had been listening to the talk all around her. She knew what was up. Grabbin' the do though, that was gonna cost her. She whipped around, feet hitting the floor with an attitude-filled thump as she stood up and got right into Ameliya's face. She then reached up to slap the hand holding her braid away.

"OH I'M A SLUT AM I?! YOU JUST JEALOUS CAUSE NO ONE LOOKING AT YOUR UGLY ASS!!!
@Klumsykrow357

As soon as the colourful inmate had jumped onto her feet, a smirk started to cross Ameliya's face. It looked like she had chosen the right partner for this distraction. The sharp slap on her fingers was quickly ignored, and so was the yelling in retaliation but,

...Wait, did she just call me ugly?

Iris shoved Ameliya hard in the chest and then thumped her hands against her own in a challenging way. She almost smiled when she saw the guards turn towards the commotion and tense up. It was a BIG no-no to let Iris get physical with anyone, the guards might just decide to shoot them. They needed to either dial it up to 11 and make them panic or a slow build that would take them off guard. Hell, why not both?

YOU WANT SOME OF THIS!? HUH?! COME AND GET SOME...BITCH!"
@Klumsykrow357

Ameliya was now also up on her feet, as she stood face to face with Iris. The shove and the insults from the other girl might have all been part of the plan but Ameliya would be lying if she said she wasn't irritated nevertheless.

Her smirking grin had been lessening by the second as her teeth gritted together and she tried to remind herself of the plan. After all, she had been the one who started this, but as she tried to keep herself from actually hitting the woman back her body had already started to heat up and something suddenly struck Ameliya. There were had only been a flicker for the last few months, had come back to a roaring fire. The dampner was no longer working.

A smile started to cross her face, and without hesitation, Ameliya leaped forward to grant's Iris wish. Her closed fist struck Iris right in the cheek. Then before even waiting for a reaction from both the other inmate or the guards watching them.

She swang back towards the table, and she reached out towards the steel with hands showing the firey glow of her veins. With a quick look at her own accomplice, she said, "You might want to move"

Then she placed her hands on the metal, and as she lit up her hands so they were now aflame, the table slowly started to turn orange under her hands. It wasn't long before the table was piping hot, and the metal material had started to drip. Ameliya held her hand out to grab a handful of the dangerous smelting material, then turned to look at the guards. Raising her eyebrows, she smiled widely as if just daring them to try her when she had such a nasty projectile just waiting for them.

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Scoffing at them; while thinking how they didn’t know she had more planned for their escape. “I can think of something that could start a pretty big fire; Don’t worry firefly your gonna get to have some fun while escaping. “ Winking at Ameliya.
@Eviledd1984

Snickering akin to a hyena, Ameliya was only half listening to the rest of the plan as she watched the odd pair. As soon as the word fire was heard though, her head turned and with gleaming eyes her smirk turned into a large grin. "That's all I need to hear," Ameliya said brimming with confidence several sizes too large for her.

“From what I was told while the distraction is going on; the whole place will be total chaos. So we can use that to do wherever is necessary to get past the security. It’s gonna start late at night when everything is quiet, and there are not so many guards around. When we get a couple of floors above we’re gonna have to make a pit stop to grab an inmate in Cell XIII; he’ll will help us with getting to the surface. So do you got any ideas that could help with the plan?” She said asking Locke. The only thing Mr.Q had given the means to escape their cells. There was not much else that could help them escape the asylum. “That fucker better know how to escape this hell hole.” She thought biting her lower lip.
@Eviledd1984

Thoughts of a burning landscape, Ameliya thought about the possibility of what could cause explosions in the asylum to help further her flames. Which meant she was again only half listening to Abby's plan. All she heard and needed to hear was that they were going to use fire, and there were enough of them that the plan might actually work. Any other plans, in her mind, were likely to go wrong real fast. It was better to be more flexible in these kinds of situations. It was their power and determination that were really going to mean this escape worked or not. Looking at the group, she considered that it looked like it had already been covered. Her eyes lingered over both Ruyn and Korbl with curiosity to exactly how strong the two individuals were.

Though her ears perked up when she heard the young punk talk about a certain inmate. Not only was this odd because it hadn't looked like she had any relationships with other inmates, but this was also an inmate Ameliya had never heard of in the year of her incarceration.

"What's so special about the guy in cell 13?" Ameliya said as her once manic looking smile quickly faded as she looked to stare at Abby. Her eyes tried to read the young woman's expression as she tried to figure out exactly what this girl had been keeping from the rest of them. Ameliya, like she assumed most of the people in the asylum, had their own secrets that they didn't want to share around. That was fair but if this had anything to do with the possibility of getting out of here, she wanted to hear about it.

Waving a hand over Hemlock's restraints they seemed to work somewhat in reverse to her own, shielding him from outside EM fields. "Right." Touching one finger against the restraint and the other against Hemlock's hand.
@twave

An eyebrow raised as Ameliya watched the young woman she only knew from static shocks, approached the thin slice of a man. Maybe it was because she had only been paying half attention to all the technical plans people had been making, or maybe it was because she didn't understand any of those technical words about 'Faraday cages' and 'outgoing EMFs' but Ameliya had no idea exactly what Min-ji was doing at the moment.

All she did know though was that the guards were going to get real suspicious if they saw what was going on, so she whirled herself around on the seat and then locked eyes with Iris. With a sneaky smile and a wink, she leaned forward and pulled on one of Iris's many colourful braids.

"I'm the bitch!?" Ameliya exclaimed loudly as she tried to make sure she got the guards attention, "Well at least it's better to be a bitch then a slut." She just hoped that Iris got the idea, and she hadn't permanently gotten on the loud girl's bad side now.

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

"Hey Alfie, here are your noodles." One of the guards walked close and placed a cup of noodles in front of him. "Spicy, just like you like them."

"Oh, thank you, my good sir.", Alfred answered with a slight bow. He immediately took the gift, slurping it in with the provided chopsticks.

"Why, ain't you the quietest and chillest inmate around here…" The guard soon walked off, getting away from sight. He was in a hurry, perhaps because it was time for his break.
@The Man Emperor

Ameliya had only half-listened to Alfred talk about some all-powerful sorcerers. In her mind, if they had died because of some simple ice spikes then they really couldn't have been that powerful. They sounded like they would have also died from a well-aimed incendiary bullet and a little bit of fire.

The thoughts were quickly thrown to the side though as she whirled around to face the odd man who had just appeared near them. Though when she saw a guard carry over the prized possession of actual food towards the ice lover, she couldn't help but scoff.

"Who did you sell yourself to get such a luxury?" She said with a derisive laugh. She wasn't exactly sure what he had done to be able to get a preferred dish around here, playing snitch or otherwise. All she knew was she was not going to have any hand of it.

It looked like the guards were concerned about the other inmates eating their breakfast. Abby was sure most of the inmates were dying to get out of this hellhole. She was sure mentioning her plan would catch the other inmate’s attention. When they turned their heads towards her; she started explaining her plan. Mentioning the passcode she recently retrieved; and the mysterious benefactor. Including how she was going to create a distraction via riot. “ I’m gonna need you to start the distraction. I will have a prisoner bring something flammable.” Pointing towards Ameliya. “While that is going on; I will open all of the prisoner’s cells and start a riot. Things will get out of control and all of us will head to the control room to open the outer gates. There’s gonna be a hell of a lot of guards trying to get us back into our cells, or worst kill us. But I will need you to miss to short circuit the security system.” Her finger moved towards Min-Ji. Once we get past the security; we’re gonna have to get the keys to the elevator. That would be on the warden; who’ll be scurrying around trying to stop the riot.” Her eyes scanned towards the other inmates.
@Eviledd1984

Ameliya was immediately fascinated by the punk rocker girl's sudden new knowledge of keycodes and supposed benefactors, as well as her quickly thrown-together plan. Sure she wasn't sure if any of it was going to work but Ameliya had been looking for an opening of any kind and this seemed to be one. After all, a death in the middle of a firey battle was much preferred than rotting away in another cage.

Though with that in mind, she would really rather not die anytime soon. Her eyes sharply looked over to Alfred, were those noodles in trade for knowledge? Was he going to be a problem? Her fiery red eyes trailed over him as she tried to read any sign of tenseness or possible excitement that a little tattletale might experience.

Turning back to Abby, Ameliya kept in her mind that Alfred was definitely going to be one to keep an eye on, and if it came to it, eliminated. Though as the words about a distraction and something flammable were said, Ameiliya's eyes danced with familiar fire and a wide grin grew over her face. "Bring me something more than this stupid jumpsuit to burn, and this place will be a war zone as soon as I can help it."

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Now the question was answered. "So the answer is 'yes'." Alfred nodded, flashing out a small penguin sculpture made from ice in but an instant. He gazed upon his creation, applying finishing touches where he saw them fit.

"Hmm.", Alfred looked back at Ameliya. "We both have quite the body count, but yours is undoubtedly higher. I count ten sorcerers, who had shackled Frosty to their will for centuries, and a few dozen of their cohorts and guardians as casualties of my… ehem… crusade. There are more in the list…"
@The Man Emperor

"You got caught for only killing ten men?" Ameliya asked in a bit of disbelief at Alfred, "you must have created one hell of a scene."

Her hand reached out towards the little penguin, and the flame back in her hands flickered from her palm to her fingers. The fire then jumped from her hand and swirled around the small ice figure, melting into a tiny puddle.

Ameliya then looked back at Alfred, "Thought a quiet man like you would have been a bit smarter than that."

“Rowdy bunch, aren’t they,” he attempts to smile, though there is a slight frown at the sound of his own voice. He doesn’t speak too often to people, and he often doesn’t remember the sound of his own voice. Quiet, hoarse. A bit scratchy to his own ears, “I have seen the both of you around.” he frowns further, because now this is becoming awkward. It’s clear to him and anyone else around he doesn’t see anything, it’s just a matter of speech people use, “I am attempting to greet you.” He is specifically speaking to the nebula, but didn’t mind them both answering. He realized now how evident it has become how little he talks to other people, “Lock, it’s a pleasure.” now he’s just frowning, realizing how strange he comes off.
@TheRedWatcher

Whirling around in her seat, Ameliya turned to look at the gaunt man in front of her with combative surprise. Exactly how long had this guy been hanging out behind them?! With all the conversation and general noise from the table, she hadn't even heard him come up to them.

Ameliya's eyes quickly looked over the man as she tried to figure out how much of a threat he was. Taking in all his features, she quickly questioned how this guy was still alive. He looked like a poster child for famine or even maybe anorexia. Then of course there was the fact that his milky white eyes didn't seem to be helping him much. Sure he didn't look like he would be much of a physical threat, but she knew well enough that in here that wasn't the biggest tell.

An arched eyebrow questioned the man as she heard him say he had seen them both around. It was about how she realised that he was talking to both her and Rue. Then like an afterthought, she remembered wait see...

That was when the strange man said he was attempting to greet them, and honestly with the mix between this odd emaciated figure and him by accident saying he saw them when he was blind. Well, a bark of a laugh escaped from Ameliya's mouth, this place was definitely filled with interesting characters.

"Ameliya," She said with a rare smile now upon her face, "This one is Rue."

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

"Then let's see how bright I'll burn, come closer then, fraulein." Körbl pointed to her with his wooden spoon and accompanied by a large smile. Daring her to take the first move first.
@Restalaan

Ameliya raised an eyebrow at Korbl's words. What in the hell was going through his mind. Did he have a death wish? Her hand flicked out, a little flame dancing upon her fingertip. Well, one thing was sure, she did not like him aiming such a pathetic and on top of it wooden tool at her.

"Uh huh...", Alfred slowly nodded. "Out of curiosity, I must ask. How many have you... hmmm, incinerated? Mundanes, non-mundane, how much of each?"
@The Man Emperor

Just about to send over the flame to the wooden spoon and get rid of such rude pointing, she actually heard a question that made her stop and contemplate. Her hand closed and the flame left with it as she thought out loud, "Hmmm 142 contracts, and I believe 96 requested for the target's death"

She then shrugged nonchalantly, "but if you mean outside of my work, well I didn't keep count."

The argument with Korbl was not forgotten but she no longer cared enough to set his implement on fire. There were more interesting things going on. Leaning back on the bench, Ameliya held herself up by putting her arms behind her.

Abby was curious what kind of abilities they all had; perhaps they could be useful to her escape. “Maybe we can measure how strong we are; if we tell each other what our superpowers are? I'm curious what you guys can do?” She didn’t care much for the pissing contest they were having; she wanted to see if they were useful enough for her plan.
@Eviledd1984

"I burn," Ameliya said out loud and then chuckled slightly, that had to be a really obvious thing right? Especially if anyone else had caught sight of her little flame a moment ago.

“I don’t have any superpowers. That’s a human thing. Um, but I eat a bunch? Like, things you guys don’t apparently? Oh, and I breathe out oxygen. That’s apparently a big deal.” She tilted her head, seemingly considering something.

“And I’m called Kailani!”
@Blazion

Looking back to here the eat all you want buffet killer replying, Ameliya mused slightly. Seems like she finally had a name for the small girl, not that that would really stop the nicknames she had been coming up with.

"I'm merely a humble sword master...without a sword. That broke when I was arrested." Taking this opportunity, Körbl waved his hands and position himself at an angle. His tray mirroring him as part of it hovered from the table, just also enough that the guard assigned to the sides wasn't able to see it.

"It was during a fight with one of the New York heroes," Körbl smiled widely as he recalled that particular fond memory. The rush, the speed, and the thrill. He felt truly alive during that moment. "Ah, it was a great fight."
@Restalaan

Hearing Korbl call himself a humble swordmaster, Ameliya snorted out a laugh as she watched him go on his grand speel. Humble my ass, Ameliya thought to herself as she half-watched him go on about fighting heroes in New York. Looked like she hadn't been the only one who had gotten sloppy around those supes.

“I'M BACK BITCHES!”
@Klumsykrow357

Ameliya's head perked up to the familiar voice. Thank goodness for the break from the talks about strength, and any thoughts about how many of them had gotten on the bad side of the so-called superheroes.

“Heeey! What's crackin' ma homies? Randy, long time no see! Abby, how's ma girl? Lookin' hot today Amy! Hey! Even Frosty the Snowbird is here! Oh and if it ain't my favorite bottomless pit!”
@Klumsykrow357

A smile played at the side of Ameliya's lips as she watched the rainbow whirlwind make herself at home at the table. She wouldn't lie, it was nice to see Iris back in all her chaotic glory. It looked like meals were going to be more a lot more entertaining now.

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Finally, with an inaudible snap that broke the tension in her, Kai turned back to Abby and Ameliya with that same natural rictus in place.

“Hey, don’t worry about it! If they don’t starve me to death first, I’ll definitely eat him when I can get this muzzle off.” She paused for a moment, humming thoughtfully and glanced along the walls before pointing at a particularly rat faced guard standing post across the room, escorting some prisoner no doubt. ”And him. He’s a pervert. Likes trading shifts to get camera duty all the time.” The second half of her sentence was a stage whisper, more repeating gossip and a particular warning she was quietly given than any personal experience. Apparently she looked very small for a human.
@Blazion

Looking over at the bright and cheery words coming out of her fellow cellmate, she couldn't help but chuckle at her plan to eat the guard that had gotten her ribs good with the cattle prod. She appreciated the offer. Her ribs still felt sore though as she thought about it, they were definitely going to bruise but she would not let a hand go to touch them. Not here, in front of everyone.

A smile teased at her lips though and she commented, "Might as well just eat all the guards then." With a smirk, she still faced the table but her eyes slid to look at the guards standing behind them. Maybe the thought of being digested by a small girl would be an embarrassing enough death to make that asshole think twice. Though as she watched, the old guard didn't seem to be shaking in his boots but maybe it was just her imagination she couldn't help feel like he looked a little paler.

Looking back at the ravenous girl, she just managed to catch sight of her throwing a spoon down her gullet. That got a proper laugh out of her, the laugh causing her to cough slightly as it caused her to remember how sore her ribs were. The little girl was odd but she couldn't help that she actually didn't mind her company.

Though with the sight of her eating more of others' meals, Ameliya made sure to take another scoop of the gruel just so her food would not manage to just disappear in front of her. Looking to see it was the scarecrow of a man's meal that had been stolen, she looked curious to see if he was disappointed but only instead found him staring intently at her.

But instead Charon focused on Ameliya. Having just been shocked by one of the guards for insubordination. While she, and the punk looking woman who'd attempted to stick up for her and was similarly reprimanded, seemed to move on from the incident. Charon kept his gaze focused and his hands tensed.
@Drag

Ameliya rose one sharp red eyebrow at him, questioning exactly what he wanted. Though this did not seem to create an answer though as he seemed completely tense and focused. Having no idea what his problem was she instantly thought of two reasons, and jokingly winked at him before snorting and continued eating her food. If he wanted to go at her, she would be ready.

Rueyn ended her piece by removing her mask with her bone-colored claw-tipped hand to set it on her thigh, revealing the exposed bones and wicked, long fangs and serrated teeth. The scar that ran above her left eye apparently had been so deep that even her cheekbone bore scoring, and judging by the slightly darker color in the groove, it was an old one. She opened her wicked jaws to pop some of the ginger cubes into her mouth, the flash of a pierced forked tongue as she did so.
[@IrishAngelQueen]

Quickly eating up what she had on her tray, Ameliya watched Rue with curiosity as she not only gave the girl with a black hole for a stomach, not only her food but somehow candy she had somehow managed to get in this hellhouse. That was surprisingly kind of her in this place. Her curiosity was only furthered by the sight that lay under Rue's mask.

Seeing the demon's complete face for the first time brought along even more questions with it. One was how the hell she managed to keep that candy in her mouth. Though with the sharp teeth and exposed bone gave a surprising feeling of nostalgia. Rue might be an interesting sight, but she was not the first demon she had ever met. Though she might be funnily enough one of the more kind ones...

Scraping the remnants of breakfast, Ameliya made quick work of her food. No telling when she was going to lose it after all. Especially, with a woman that not only ate every food in front of her but the spoons as well. With that thought in mind, she cleaned the spoon of the last of the food and then threw her spoon over towards Kailani. Not like she had any use for it anymore.

"What's this?" Grinning, his teeth showed brightly as Körbl listened to the various replies. More than he expected even.

"And here I thought everyone had lost their spines. How quaint."
@Restalaan

Ameliya's attention was instantly grabbed back as she looked towards the heavily chained sitting down across the table from her. This kind of talk only led to fights and fights she was too used too had more often than not meant the difference between her surviving the day.

Already from afar, movement and activity from the guards had already spread as they try to move an unruly prisoner into place. That brief distraction was all that Körbl needed as he grabbed the wooden spoon. "Then onto my second question."

"Who amongst us...is the strongest?" Körbl this time said loudly, body readied and willing to jump into action. It's been a long time since he had gotten into a proper fight.
@Restalaan

Maybe it was because today had already started off as a challenging day thanks to the asshole guards, or maybe it was because she too had not had a proper fight in a while but a bold and defiant grin grew across her face. Only the strongest survived and she was going to damn well survive this miserable purgatory.

So she stared back at him with eyes that seemed to flash with fiery light as she answered him, "Well I don't know about the strongest, but from my experience, most men do tend to burn up all the same."

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Turning around Ameliya was about to move to the line of inmates getting their food, but on her way she found a smaller woman staring up at her. With a raised eyebrow, Ameliya looked down at her just daring her to say anything about her actions with the guard. The interaction was caught short though.

The guard that tried to hold onto the handcuffs held onto his hand in pain; “God damn it….” He screamed out. The other pressing the cattle prod against Ameliya’s ribcage. Sending many volts of electricity into her body. Soon helping her onto her feet; “Fuckin bitch. Ya try something funny like that again, and you gonna be put into the hole for a couple of months.” The guard took the cattle prod while the other handcuffed Ameliya. The injured guard shocked Ameliya once again. Bringing her to the cafeteria with the others; uncuffing her and sitting her beside Abby. She was given a tray of slop looking quite miserable to the other inmates.

Hissing out in pain, Ameliya clenched her mouth shut as she forced herself to not scream. She wasn't going to give them that pleasure, especially with all the other inmates around her that were always eagerly testing each other's strengths and weaknesses. This did not help her legs that instantly buckled under the electric charge though.

As she felt the guard's hands on her, picking her back up, she swiveled to look at the two guards and gave them both firey death glares. Her hands were already starting to glow a warm orange, reacting on instinct she looked as if she was about to not go down so quietly. That was until her mind seemed to catch up with her body as it heard the words 'the hole'.

That stopped her for a moment long enough to have the cattle prod once again electrocute her. Hissing in pain, she let herself be moved over to the cafeteria table.

“Ya guys should lay off on her; She’s been through enough already...we all have.” This got her a smack with the bud of the cattle prod. “Shut up.” The burned-hand guard shouted. Abby spat some blood on the tray below her; “Fuckin piss ant.” She cursed with a sneer on her face.

Sitting down heavily, her form seemed to shimmer with heat for a moment. Her hair looked a lot less like a mess of red fibers and more like the flames that she was infamous for. Staring down at the table she took deep breaths as she tried to remind herself that she actually needed this food. Hearing her fellow inmate tell the guards to lay off her, she stopped her calming breaths and looked up curiously. A small smile grew on her face at the woman cursing at the guard. Maybe not everyone here was so bad.

With that in mind, she looked around at the table and the other inmates. She had seen some of them around before, the 'food' girl was even sitting just a few places from her. Next to her far side was also the demon woman she had seen around before, Ameliya gave her a small nod in greeting.

That was when she caught up to the talk about different types of strength coming from the guy that smelt like he had just been uncovered from a grave.

"We really talking about strength in a place like this?" She scoffed before shoving a spoon full of muck into her mouth.

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

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Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Ameliya's eyes flickered to the other windows of the prisoners as the screams and complaints filtered into her own cell. The sound seems to reverberate thanks due to the stone consistency of her small cage. The feeling of her eyes suddenly brought her attention to the familiar face across the way from her. The small girl in the muzzle had always brought Ameliya more questions than answers. As she saw the other prisoner mouth the words food to her, Ameliya couldn't help as a small smile played on her lips as she watched the other girl point towards her mouth. She was an odd one but she seemed harmless enough, well harmless as anyone in this place could be.

The sharp crack whipped through the air, and Ameliya unconsciously hissed at the sight of the guard ordering around the other girl. Her bright orange eyes looked back to the girl, and then the guard. Slowly studying his face, she made sure to note what he looked like. Then a small tsk escaped from her lips, as she walked back towards her bed, or at least what was left of her bed.

The people in charge of the asylum didn't seem to see it fit to replace her bed quickly, maybe in hopes that it would teach her a lesson about keeping her temper. Not that this knowledge would have changed her actions in the slightest. So against the wall there now just lay a charred mattress on the floor, the melted pieces of what had been her bedframe having been removed for what they called security reasons. Probably a good thing considering all the ideas she had come up with for what she could have done with it. Not that she had had time to do anything, as soon as the room had been lit up fire she had gone down quickly as oxygen had been sucked out of the room.

So she threw herself back down on the mattress with a heavy thud, and lay down with her arms behind her head. It would only be a matter of time before some idiots knocked on her door and she was going to be eating whatever slop they served today.

Knock, knock

Ameliya smirked slightly, they were right on time. Slowly getting off the mattress, Ameliya stretched out her back as she eyed the guards who would be coming in to escort her. The sight of a recognizable and recent guard, made her furrow brow but without needing to be told she walked over to the wall. She knew the procedure well enough and she wanted food enough not to make an argument at the moment. That would have to wait for later...

"To the wall," Came the shout of the guards as they opened the door cell, "Hands behind you."

Ameliya rolled her eyes, didn't they see her standing there already. Clenching her teeth as she tried to keep herself calm, she put her arms out behind her. Just hold it in for a little bit more, just think of breakfast...

A few minutes later and she was being escorted out with not only a power dampener strapped to her arm but a set of cuffs as well, to her sides were the poor suckers who were dressed up in firefighter gear. Eyeing the bright yellow that announced the guard's outfits, Ameliya couldn't help but question if they pulled straws for who had to wear that.

Her eyes roamed back to the face of the man that had so rudely interrupted her interaction with the other female inmate. Her teeth clenched as she reminded herself to just wait a bit longer.

The balls of fire staring directly through the young guard, was not only realized but had him starting to question what the hell he had done bad enough to deserve this. He really needed to get a new job, the pay might have been great but there had to be something better than this bullshit. Even working at Mcdonald's would be an easier way to get coin.

With a sigh of relief, they reached the cafeteria. She would surely be looking at the other inmates now right, as he turned to look at her as his coworker undid her handcuffs he found her blazing eyes still glaring at him.

"Shit," the other guard mumbled as the handcuffs fell towards the tiled ground. He leaned down to get them but Ameliya was faster, hands quickly seizing the metal from under his hands. The guard's hand had quickly reached for his side, his hand wandering over both the gun and fire extinguisher as he seemed to have trouble figuring out exactly which one to use at this moment.

Ameliya ignored it though and her eyes locked back on the younger guard, her hands reaching towards him with the handcuffs. The younger man was startled for a moment as he watched her behavior, was she actually... helping? He put out his hand for the shackles.

What he hadn't seen was the cold silver colour of the metal starting to turn into a brighter orange. With a smile on her face, Ameliya forcibly put the searing hot metal into his open hand.

A scream emanated throwout the cafeteria.
"Ops," Ameliya said feigning innocence, as she watched the guard hold on to his wrist in shock. The smile growing back, she quickly turned towards the food line before they could stop her possibly getting breakfast.

(lol feel free to punish her)

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Barefeet strode across the small space as Ameliya paced along the cool stone floor leaving flaming footprints behind her. The flame flickered for a moment before it found no fuel and started to die out, leaving an ashen mark branding the flooring.

Ignoring the starving flames that would follow her, Ameliya stared out the small window in her door towards the outside world. Her eyes blazed with a light that seemed inhuman as she watched the world outside her cell for any movement. She was just waiting, waiting for a moment for someone to slip up. Waiting for a moment when she had her chance. She had escaped worse, and she was going to get her way out of here. So she paced back and forth the cell, much like a tiger at the zoo, and tried to wait as patiently as she could.

Hearing a cry about food, she stopped her tempo for a moment. Moving closer to the carved-out door, she looked out to the other inmates with a curiosity. It looked like it was going to be another lively breakfast in this hellhole.