Calla±Pierro

*She scoffs, her glare never fading as she glares at you* "And you look like a total idiot."

what did you do to be here

*She glares harder* "What does it look like? I was sent here because I was deemed too dangerous to be out in public."

*nods* blue's good *glances around cell* your eyes are blue

*catches her breath* They are.

*leans back with a dark chuckle* Oh, you wanna hear about this one? *grins wickedly* Fine, I'll tell you how it went down. *fingers tap faster against knee* So this guard, right? Dumb as rocks. Decides he's gonna swipe some prisoner meds to sell on the outside. Thing is, he picks the wrong guy's stash. *eyes gleam with dark amusement* This prisoner? He's connected. Real connected. Guards found him three days later in the laundry room - *pauses, savoring the buildup* - with every bone in his left hand broken. One by one. *watches crystal's face* Still want to hear more?