Omegas discussion

"Dammit." Crimson muttered through her teeth while yet another object punctured the sole of her foot as she made her way back to her cell. She was practically hopping on one foot before she paused infront of Grants. She could already feel the fatigue setting in from her sedation and talking helped her forget about it. She shrugged and knocked on his door,"You still alive in there?!"

Crimson gave a him a playful little pout, picking up on his uneasiness,"Aww..not excited to see me?" Wiping away a fake tear, she stepped inside without bothering for an invitation.

Crimson caught his eye for a second and returned a sly, little grin before plopping herself down on the edge of his cot,arms crossed behind her head. Manners were never her first priority. "So how'd it go?" She asked nonchalantly, obviously referring to the testings.

Crimson snickered, obviously amused by his little tantrum,"Oh come on, I'm sure hell is alot worse ." She teased,knowing however, it probably wasn't.

(cooper? haha)

Crimson stared at him for a bit and scoffed,"State the fucking obvious." She laughed dryly and stared up at the ceiling, willing it to come crashing down on her. Anything to get her out of this place. "Might as well suck it up, 'cause there's no way out of here."

((Cooper! Lol!))

Crimson chuckled softly,a mischevious gleam in her dark eyes,"I think I know how to handle myself." She meant it jokingly but there was a slight icy undertone.

Raising a questioning eyebrow,Crimson tilted her head to the side and graducally sat back up,"Need what...?" She whispered softly, peering into his eyes just to purposely make him uncomfortable.

Crimson faked what she knew was a reassuring smile. She had years to practice."Just tell me."

((Mads, you did it again. ;D _))

((No...! Sleep is overrated!!!))

Crimson's cool composure cracked for second into a questionable gaze. He didn't really mean it.....he couldn't. They never do. She mentally reassured herself with those thoughts, over and over, laying back down on the cot so Grant couldn't see her face,"Good to know." She said curtly.

"Why does it matter?" Crimson's tone blatantly indifferent as she stared blankly up at the ceiling, fixated on her distorted reflection in the metal.

Crimson barely flinched at the sudden pounding against the door and she sighed in exasperation, recognizing Oswin's voice,"Sorry, I don't do threesomes!"

"That's disappointing, I thought we could all get together and have an orgy." Arden deadpanned.

Jack nearly fell over. "Where did you learn that word...?" He asked weakly.

Arden smirked.

Dare snickered.

Crimson was aware of the tensity in his voice but decided to disregard it. He'd get over it eventually,"Yea he will." Crimson quickly added,not even bothering to get up from the cot.

The twins followed behind, one a little sick-looking.

Crimson's head turned slightly at the wide open door that let in the echo of everyone's fading footsteps. She clicked her tounge in annoyance but just as quickly brushed it off. She never let anyone get to her and Grant certainly wasn't going to be an exception. She reluctantly arose from the cot and took her time walking out of the cell.