Nanba Prison (Nanbaka RP Group) discussion

This is a basic breakfast/lunch/dining area. There's a lunch lady who is usually rude and gives you only the stuff you don't want on your tray, which is still pretty fabulous. And about two dozen assorted tables and chairs bolted to the floor.

Cyan entered the cafeteria and put her head on a swivel, looking for something or someone.

Dakutest was nearby, she recognized Cyan after fetching her own food and waved, an invitation.

Cyan saw Dakutest and waved back, and walked quickly over to her. "Hey what's the skinny minnie?" she laughed.

The skinny what?" Daku asked, smiling in that friendly, accepting manner.

"you know, what's new? what's the word," Cyan laughed, and grabbed a tray from another inmate and growled at them when they tried to retaliate.

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Daku smiled gently, ignoring the person offended, strolling by her. "Tell me, how are you doing in this lovely place?"

"you kidding?This place is a lot more fun the the other joint I've been in." Cyan laughed, "more freedom, better food..." she took a bite of whatever the other inmate had already had on the tray, then abruptly spit it our, "except this..." she stuck her tongue out, "spicy..."

She smiled. "It serves you best to fetch your own food, you'll find," she sighed.

Cyan left her tongue hanging out, both to show her dislike in the food and to show no humor in the statement, "nah." she then leaned over and took a bite from Daku's food, "it tastes better when it's not your own" she smiled, "and your's is yummy..."

She raised her eyebrows. "Careful... I may poison my food regularly. I alone possess the antidote."

Cyan looked at her, "and lose the only friend you have?" she acted shocked and teased, "nah, i don't think so." she laughed again.

"Only?" Daku rolled her eyes. "Believe it or not, I'm popular. You're new; I have no emotional ties at this point."

"ow, that was mean," Cyan pouted playfully, "you enjoy my company" she tried to steal more food, but stopped and swiped another passing inmates tray, "ooo...pudding!"

"Of course I'm mean, I'm here, aren't I?" she asked. "I do enjoy it, she pointed out, "But any person may outlive their entertainment value."

Cyan took a bit of pudding and stared at Daku, "so..." she swallowed, "tell me more about your crimes." she leaned on one hand and spooned pudding into her mouth.

"I'm innocent," Daku said, looking remorseful. "I've been framed." She stuck her chin onto her fist, staring off into the distance wistfully.

Cyan stared, and snatched more pudding from passerbys, and skooted one close to Daku, "you wanna talk about it?" she said generally concerned for her only frined.

Serpent eyes swung back at Cyan, and a mischievous smile spread like a disease over Dakutest's perfect face. "I imprisoned hundreds from a young age, mentally and physically torturing them for the sake of my interest in psychology."

Cyan looked at Dakutest, no sign of horror or dismay crossed her face, "I stole many rare artifacts, manuscripts, and jewels for my personal collection; as well as, torture anyone who had what I wanted and refused to give it up." Her eyes darkened for a moment, "I even stabbed a guard at my last prison because he tried to take my books away." then she gave a goofy grin, "but that's nothing compared to your fun!"

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"Wonderful," she pointed out, "I'm sure I can take a full report from you, if you're willing," she smirked.

Cyan laughed, "anything you want."

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She set down her notebook. "What is it you'd care to share as important, firstly?"

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Cyan leaned back in her chair and thought, "my abilities?" she glanced at Dakutest from the corner of her eye, seeing if her interest has peeked.

Dakutest seemed apathetic, at least externally. Internally, she was cackling in excitement.

Cyan looked away, "though I suppose that would be a boring topic..." she was enjoying stirring the pot of temptation.

"If you say so," she said, inwardly angry and panicking. Dakutest was a killer for secrets.

Cyan quickly sat up, "ok I'll tell you," her voice was giddy with the idea of someone else knowing what she could do.

Dakutest smiled, thinking that her tactic had been more effective than she'd anticipated. "I know it's got to be something amazing," she admitted, "For you to hide it so." A little flattery never hurt.

Cyan laughed, "flattery?" she laughed again, "I'll have to be wary of that next time I tell secrets..." she laughed for a moment longer then stopped, her emotions drastically changing from joy to stone. "OK, well, I guess you could say my ability is that of jello...or a cat..."

She winked lightly, sketching out a little bit, but stopping. "Could you elaborate at all?" she checked, raising her eyebrows. A jello cat was... weird.

Cyan holds out her arm and begins to pop her joints out of place till her arm was limp. "Just. like. jello." she begins to pop them back into place with each word. then once all her joints were back in place, Cyan flexes and unflexes her arm and hand.

"Oh," she said, nonplussed. The girl was a contortionist? Impressive, but not especially magical. She feigned interest, takingy notes. Granted, it was odd to disconnect every bone in the arm simultaneously...

"Yeah, it's pretty cool." she sighed, "I can disconnect every joint, including the ones that are extremely hard to do so." she smiled. "it's not magical or anything, but it gets the job done."

"Every joint?" Now that was an almost magical ability. "Then, what sort of jobs does such a skill allow you to do?" she asked, jotting down a few more notes.

Cyan thought for a moment, "getting through tight places, like bars or under doors..." she said. "I guess it's also good for getting passed advanced security systems."

"Under doors?" she raised her eyebrows, shocked. "Does your bone mass decrease?"

Cyan shrugged, "don't know about that, just that it's easy to sneak out after curfew at home...before the disownment." she looked away, a little sad at that memory, but then looked at Dakutest. "anything else you wanna know?"

"Well, the space under a door is bigger and thicker than your bones... I wish I could get an X-Ray while you display your power," she mused.

Cyan shrugged, "why not? there is an infirmary here right?" she paused and thought for a moment, "but I guess they wouldn't have an x-ray machine, would they?" she sighed and crossed her arms, "I wouldn't mind showing you either way, but I'm curious now."

"I doubt anyone here wants to back my research," she chuckled softly, feeling some mild nostalgia for her former experiments. "Nothing too preposterous, though. I suppose you might ask."

Cyan laughed, "You are a crazy one, huh?" she sat up and rested her elbows on the table and her head in her hands, "so tell me...where do they keep confiscated items?" she smiled mischievously.

"How do you mean?" she asked, looking up, dutifully innocent eyes twitching slightly. "I'm sure I wouldn't know what you imply by asking such a question," she smiled, poisonously. "But I'm sure they end up in the main office of the guards."

Cyan's smile grew, "wanna see the jello in action?" she thumbed at the exit and smiled again, "it'll be fun..."

She raised her eyebrows. "Of course," she smirked, "Let's git'er'done."