Elaheh + Kae. <3 since this is our first RP on here, we're just doing a little practice trial thing I guess you could say.
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Prison in London.


Name; Helena - Mae Corina
Age; 19
Height; 5"1'
Bio; Originally came from the south of wales in an attempt to get away from her family. She ran away at the younger age of thirteen and refused to go back and had been running from the police ever since. She was beaten to unconsciousness by a gang then taken into their little group for 'fun' for something to beat, therefore leaving her with very little trust in anyone that she meets with.
Appearance;
Crime committed; Was accused of trying to murder and torture a young boy. She was misjudged as the criminal since they were part of the same gang, same mask and clothing - she actually came to save him.

Name; Kezza Daniels
Age; 21
Height; 6"
Bio; Had always lived in London with his parents, now living in the cells looking after the prisoners. Has a soft spot for a lot of them and had decided to leave home to continue his duty as an officer although it meant leaving his pregnant girlfriend, he knew it would be a better life. Especially afterwards, he found the baby was never his - she had been having an affair whilst he was away.
Appearance;
Crime committed; None, is an officer at the prison.


Gah.. hopefully doing this right o.o'

name: sierra rodriguez.
age: 18.
height: 5"7.
bio: she grew up in brazil with her abusive father, and three brothers. since a young age she got beaten and abused - up until she ran from home when she was fourteen, fifteen or so. at that point, she got into things that held thrill and excitement; car races and whatnot. along the way she got abused various times; due to her sleeping arrangements - in streets and sorts. she'd do anything to contain her past.
appearance:
crime committed: knifed her father, and shot one of his buddies who had 'good times' with her also. went to kill the others, and before you know it - police had turned up and whatnot.

name: dexter long.
age: 22.
height: 6"2'
bio: he was kicked out at the moment he turned eighteen due to his rebellious period; girls, drinks, drugs - you name it. now, he's practically a changed man, responsible and dependable. actually enjoys his job, as it gives him time to be away from the world; just with people he knows he's higher than, more trustworthy - nobody there to criticise his every move.
appearance:
crime committed: none - officer.

In, obviously. x]
Hmm, you want to start off? You're the better writer than I am. Could start off where they're already in the cells - like we did with our other cell RP, them living there? Changing Kezza to Oliver.

i'm not! but sure, i'll start.
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sierra sat with her back against the wall, her feet pressed against the floor a fair distance apart from one another. her elbows rested on her knees lightly, as she sat in silence. it was worth killing them for this, she thought. it wasn't that bad.

dexter was sat in the office, going through various files. his fingers ran across the names of the inmates as he looked from paper to paper. not one detail would escape his eyes.

Helena sat not far from the office watching the officers with a scowl etched across her face. She watched intently, waiting for the precise moment to ruin their concentration, to make them jump or even to make it seem as though they were offending her without reason; anything to make them angry.

Oliver glanced hesitantly at Sierra before looking back at the case files of each prisoner, displaying their crimes and life story.
"When do you think they'll talk? We need to get this investigation done with, soon." He asked with almost a whisper, looking at Dexter.

sierra glanced up, and looked across at oliver as she felt his gaze on her. she pursed her lips, observing the pair with great concentration, now. she wouldn't miss anything; what else was there to do, anyway? her eyes tightened, watching one after another.

dexter didn't look up from the files, and listened to oliver.
"i doubt they will, oliver. we've just got to hope that it will happen. and if not, then... then we've got to resort to other methods, i guess." he shrugged lightly, looking through the files with interest and attention.

Helena frowned slightly as the two conversed. She lay back on the cold sheets on her bed and stared vacantly at the ceiling with a light sigh. Every now and then she would glance over to see if anything had changed or if anyone had left.

"And what sort of methods would you have in mind?" Glances from one to the other, watching their movements.

sienna grew bored of watching them and turned away; resting her left side against the cold wall. she rested her head against it and closed her eyes briefly, exhausted but unwilling to sleep.

"that's where you'd come in, i suppose. i'm not good with that sort of thing. files are my forte."

"I'll go get us all some lunch." Oliver replied rising from his seat and glancing at the two girls. "Behave." He pointed between the two and walked over to the metal door, unlocking the three bolts and walking out.

Helena smirked in Olivers direction and got up off the bed. Without hesitation she walked over to Dexter and took the files from him, holding them in both her hands. She paced away from the desk and read through them.
"You still think I murdered that kid, hm?"

sierra snorted as he left the room, knowing clear well that that was the impossible and she wouldn't strive to achieve it. with oliver out of the room, she got up and wandered over to the office.

dexter scowled and caught the back of her t-shirt. he pulled her back to him and swiped the files from her hands. "it isn't any of your business, not now at least." he glared at sierra, spotting her direction of travel. "no."

Oliver walked down to the lunch hall and picked up four sandwiches, four bottles of water and a packet of biscuits to share between the four of them. After getting a bag from the shop assistant to put them in, he walked back to the office and opened the door quietly.

Helena frowned and sat on the edge of the desk as Dexter stole the paper back from her. "Of course it's my business if it's about me, I'm not exactly stupid."

sierra rolled her eyes, and slipped her hand into her pockets. she remained quiet and listened as helena spoke, and for the single moment whilst the pair were distracted, she turned away and allowed herself to drop a tear. this was something she wasn't accustomed to and she wiped it away after a moment or two. she turned back and rested against the wall, returning to her same old sierra attitude.

dexter rolled his eyes. "now is not the time to talk about it." he glared at her, keeping the papers out of her reach, and the specific one clutched between his fingers. "you'll find out when you need to. for now, this is it."

Oliver glanced around the room, immediately looking to Sierra. He raised an eyebrow when she turned away but thought of it as nothing and walked over to the large table to the east of the office.

Helena smirked and shrugged her shoulder before folding her arms.
"Theres a knife under your chair." She confessed.

sierra simply watched the three, keeping back and quiet. it was always a mystery with her; it'd take some kind of genius to decode her thoughts and actions. she slumped against it, leaving her weight to rely on the wall. she let her mind wander, remembering various unfrequent occasions where she was happy.

dexter scowled at her and reached beneath the chair; finding it with his fingers.
"right. and how come you know that, then?" he looked at her with an eyebrow raised, although he probably could have guessed the answer.

"Sierra, do you want water or tea?" Oliver asked, glancing round at Sierra again, scanning her face and wondering what she was thinking about. He frowned slightly before looking back at the table in an attempt to hide it.

Helena grinned and sat on desk, in an empty space with her legs crossed.
"I'm not as stupid as you think." She responded, looking down at the other papers on the table.

sierra snapped out of it and looked at oliver; observing his stance and his facial expressions immediately as she used to do with her father and his friends.
"neither." she mumbled, but at a level high enough for him to be able to hear it. she pressed back against the wall harder as she realised her idiocy for allowing her to lose herself for that single moment. she shook her head just a little and looked away from him.

dexter removed the files as soon as her gaze fell upon them, dropped them in a draw, and locked it.
"i never said you were. i was just searching for a reply that wouldn't put you in trouble with me, or oliver, or one of the other wardens here."

He sighed quietly and walked over to her, placing a baguette and bottle of water on the table beside her.
"Water it is then." Oliver glanced at her, hoping to get at least a smile or other expression than the hard one he would normally see from her.

"I need to go to the town in a few hours, family business. Head warden said I could." Helena took a letter out of her pocket and held it out to him, a letter stating her being allowed to leave the premises given that she is accompanied by an officer at all times and they are willing to be there.

sierra glanced up at the baguette and bottle of water, and nodded softly.
"thanks." she glanced back at him, and simply raised an eyebrow; her mouth set in a straight line, her face not giving anything away.

he took the letter and read through it thoroughly, pursing his lips.
"sure. i'll come." he looked back up and met her eyes, nodding softly. "where is it?"

Oliver grunted subtly and straightened up, stepping back to the table where he had left the food and drinks. Pushing the two other bottles and snacks to one side and picking his up, he sat down on a chair at the end of the table getting ready to eat.
He carefully unwrapped the baguette and took a bite out of it, watching Helena and Dexter in wonder.

Helena frowned slightly and shrugged her shoulder in confusion.
"The man I spoke to told me you knew, it's a street in town. I don't know where but they said to go there."
Her eyes clearly showed she was lying about not know where the place was since she had never been a great liar, although she had minor reasons for why she wasn't being truthful with him.

sierra watched him walk away, her eyes full of sudden interest and wonder. she scowled in spite of herself, and unwrapped the baguette. she glanced at dexter and helena, raising an eyebrow. she took a bite out of the baguette and sat herself on the floor. she smiled for possibly the first time since she had arrived in the prison; this was the closest it had come to her finding something to enjoy. she looked back at dexter and helena, silently observing them.

dexter raised an eyebrow, spotting her lie instantly.
"yes, of course that was it. helena, why aren't you telling me?" he crossed his arms over his chest lightly, still gripping the paper between fingers and thumb in one of his hands. he watched her silently and stood back a little, trying to spot any signs of reason.

Oliver glanced over at Sierra, catching her smile. He grinned slightly but forced it away from him expression quickly.
"Sierra, do you want a blanket or cushion to sit on there?"

Helena grinned and leaned back against the wall, watching his expression. A slight smirk appeared on her face as she watched him with curiosity. "Ruins the moment."

sierra looked from the pair, to oliver and shrugged softly.
"sure." she murmured, letting it be audible and loud enough for him to hear her faintly. she took another bite out of the baguette, and swallowed it quickly; not wanting to savour each bite in front of someone who she thought as a potential enemy for the moment.

he rolled his eyes.
"then you aren't going. i'm not willing if this is the case, and nor will any other warden be." he looked straight at her, his eyes hard and unmoving. he wouldn't back down.

Oliver set his food down on the table and rose from his seat. He walked to the large cupboard nearby Sierra's bed and opened it, taking out a thermal blanket and few cushions. After setting the down beside her, he smiled slightly.
"Thank you, for behaving." He nodded, walking back to his seat and resumed eating his meal.

Helena shrugged a shoulder.
"You have no choice, it's either you or Oliver who take me and you know that Oliver won't." She sighed and scowled at him.
"What've I done wrong now then, to annoy you?"

"thanks." she said, and shifted herself over to sit on them. she glanced at him as he spoke, and only then did she realise how she'd been behaving. she frowned a little, not sure what to make of it just yet. instead of pondering, she took another bite of the baguette, gave her very small smile; possibly just a twitch of the lips, and settled agains the wall.

dexter raised an eyebrow.
"i do have a choice. you won't go if you're going to lie to me. i've been in this job for years, helena. i know how to spot a liar. it's not difficult." he scowled right back, not giving her the line she wanted.

Oliver took another bite of his baguette, watching Helena and Dexter intently, just waiting for the drama to spark up a notch for his own and Sierra's amusement.

Helena shrugged a shoulder and frowned slightly.
"If you can spot a liar so easily, why couldn't you when you arrested me? I was telling the truth when I said I never harmed that kid... You called me a liar then." She stared, moving off of the table and walking over to her own bed before sitting herself down on the edge and staring blankly at her lap.