Realistic or Modern Trumpet Vines

[Hyydra]

Joshua threw the blade into the air, catching its tip with his index finger and thumb. "Oh, don't get me wrong, you are an asshole. Well, if not now, soon you will be." He explained with frowned eyes, not of anger or emotion. "Of course ,I accept your apology, but yet you seem to hide from your past. You should embrace it. It'll be funner." He said with a grin, bouncing off of the wall as he looked towards where he was going.

 

[Daeya]

"Embrace it? Well, okay then." Brynn sighed, meeting his eyes with a small smile. She leaned her head back with eyes closed, speaking slowly and clear. "Hustler, Slut, Tramp, Escort, Harlot, Hooker, Streetwalker, Strumpet, Call Girl, Fallen Woman, Lady of the Evening, Working Girl. And there you have it. My past." She jerked her head up quickly, brown eyes yet again looking at the ground, but this time she had a smile displayed on her face.

 

[Hyydra]

"And yet, such an uprising." He said, taking a step toward her area to balance his stand. "Such a beautiful creature, surviving such an enviornment, and yet taking the mic from the speaker's hand to tell her own tale." He said with a smirk, turning around as he took a few steps back.

 

[Daeya]

"My friends always did call me an attention whore. Then again, nobody was my friend. More like people that subject themselves passively because they fear what I would do if they didn't." She tore her eyes off the ground, and looked lazily over towards him. "Beautiful? Please, oh my god. Go find someone else to flatter, because no matter how much you say it, I'll never just sit back and say 'You're right.' Because it just isn't true. And someone like me- they don't lie."

 

[Hyydra]

"Yes they do." He said with a smile, twidling his blade as he carved his finger on a point gently. "They just don't know who they're lying to." With that, he lifted from the wall and continued his way down the hall, his hands moving to his sides as he walked, his blade not twirling anymore.

 

[Daeya]

"Nice chat. Hope we can do it again some time." Brynn said while collecting herself from her open honesty to a random stranger. Turning in the opposite direction, she said over her shoulder lightly, "Have a good afternoon, Joshua." The girl looked straightforward, and hurried away down the stairs and through the front doors to the basketball court, quietly noticing movement on the surface. "Emma?" Brynn asked, while nearing her with caution.

 

[Mikailgirl]

Emma smiled and twirled, forgetting all about how she was locked up and imaged she was on stage dance in swan lake. She moves across the court eyes closed in concentration. The leap was coming up and she didn't want to fail, she took a deep breath and leaped landing on her tip toes before hearing her name. "Yes, Brynn?"

 

[Daeya]

"You're like, really, really good at dancing," Brynn's eyebrows were raised in what looked like surprise, as she made her way next to Emma and stopped by her side. "Where'd you learn to move like that? All I know are raunchy teases and stuff. You must be some kind of learner." Her dark brown eyes quickly darted from the ground to the greenery, the vibrant jade of the leaves calling her attention. "Whoa." Brynn stated plainly.

 

[Hyydra]

Suddenly, a ringing of a strange, elecrtic sounding bell rang, then a mic turned on. "Attention, inmates! Three hours before free time is done!" With that, a click was heard as silence resumed.


However, Joshua was doing other things. He started strolling along the main hallways once more, looking down towards other people with his plastered smile once more. He twirled around as if too joyous, weird to some eyes but common to the others. Joshua continued to swirl his shiv around as he looked for any other people of interest.

 

[Mikailgirl]

"Well before life on the streets, I lived with my brother and took ballet classes, I had a very larger dream of joining a corp and travailing around the world doing all types of dances." She looks down,"while I may never get that chance I still dance and dream." She grins and sees what caught her attention. "Yes it's very nice though I don't see what's so cool."

 

[Daeya]

"Dancing, huh." Brynn's eyes had a magnetic attraction to the vines, until the feeling of multiply pairs of eyes resting in her back settled in. Turning around slowly, she saw several big time inmates watching her like predators hunting their prey. "Well, when you get out of here, be sure to tryout for something. You're talented." The girl complimented Emma, a rare sight, then twisted away from the veterans gaze and walked off to a corner of the building, the only eyes watching her were the cameras, herself, and whoever may have followed her.

 

[Mikailgirl]

She grinned and followed her inside. "You really think so." Emma was happy, nobody but her brother ever complemented her and this was the first time a other then him complemented her dancing, maybe she did still have a chance. She noticed all the eyes following her friend and wondered about that. She guess Brynn was really hot but she never could tell with girls. She begin to hum and skip a little, what should she do now, it was really boring here.

 

[Hyydra]

As soon as the duo walked inside, the eyes were gone, staring outside towards the vines. But yet, a faint humming could be heard within the silence, almost everyone not speaking as they heard the tune Joshua hummed. For a big shocker, it seemed to be an old timer's tune. He then stopped his small walk-dance of joy, turning to notice the duo walking in from the yard, eyeballing them with curiousity for a moment, but then continued walking.

 

[Daeya]

"Absolutely. You could be friggin famous!" Brynn exclaimed, pacing back and forth between the pale beige walls of the center. She could sense others watching, as the eyes burning a hole into her back still persisted. "What to do, what do do for the next three hours. I've already explored a portion of this hellhole with you and found nothing but knob-less doors and some really, really entrancing flora."

 

[Mikailgirl]

"Really!" Emma could squeal. She twirled fast and laughed. She didn't see the stares as she was lost in a small world of dancing and happiness. She still followed her but at times would stop and leap or spin, to practice and get ride of the bored that had set in. "It really is very boring here, I wonder what the others do to pass time in this place."

 

[Daeya]

"You could, sweetheart." Brynn pressed herself against the wall, slowly sinking to the ground once she felt the solitude of no eyes on her back. Emma twirled and danced about, making the girl envious of how happy she could be. Such joy in a dark place was irregular, yet that's what fascinated Brynn the most. She would keep Emma as a source of entertainment, maybe an ally. "Any ideas of how to escape the boredom?"

 

[Hyydra]

Right after her question, sounds of loud smashes and grunts were heard. People on either level ran around the area, towards the main hall. Joshua wasn't around to see what was going on. Two smaller inmates, probably new and easily agitated, were duking it out in the center of the area. Whenever one of the men were sent back by a punch, a few hands reached out and wiped the blood, shoving the man back into the ring.

 

[Daeya]

Brynn opened her mouth with a possible solution, then was cut off harshly by the sound of fighting, resonating from the center of the hall. "Or, this could happen." The girl snapped off of her butt, grabbed Emma's dancing wrist, and bolted for the stairs where she could get a better view of the fight. Wedging both of their ways in between two burly inmates, Brynn looked down at the two convicts fighting with wide eyes.

 

[Mikailgirl]

She gasp as Brynn pulled her towards the fight. Emma stared down before covering her eyes, she didn't like fighting too violent. "Tell me when it's over and who won."

 

[Hyydra]

A taller, pale man had a gash on his cheek from a slap the shorter, tanner male emitted. As the shorter male stretched his right arm behind him, his left swung up for an uppercut. The pale leaned back, while doing so bringing his foot up and sending it into the hip of the other convict, macking his back smash against the bars as the people got out of the way from such a force. Frequent shots felt by everyone continued for minutes, finally the smaller male leaping up and super man punching the pale to the ground. As the now determined latino male walked towards the downed man, cheering continuing, a sudden uproar occured.


"ENOUGH!" echoed loudly throughout the jail, a voice that seemed to deep and rusty for an inmate. But yet, there walked Joshua, his veins popped out of his neck as well as his forehead as he leaned against the bridge which connected wall to wall of blocks. He stabilized his formation with his arms, bringing his right foot up as he emitted a large jump to the lower area, where he was landed cleared of people backing up. He sent his fist into the ground to remove the physical stress that would impact his legs, channeling it to three of his joints rather than for. He rose afterwards, his fist redder but yet his face making it seem pale. "You wish for violence!?" He shouted over the silence, as if trying to speak up over an unheard voice. He walked straight up to the latino male, sending his palm into the side of the male's neck, making him stumble back and clasping it as he felt his muscle being pulled. But Joshua didn't stop there, after the impact he used the broken momentum to swirl around, his left elbow smashing into the man's temple, making him go limp without a fight and collapse onto the ground. Four large convicts were shoving their way across the second floor, trying to make it to the stairs to stop Joshua. But yet, there he was, sending fists into the other man's head as he smacked the victim's blind flailing arms away to continue his work.


After a half minute of that, large amounts of pain grew on his back, a thick line of stress as he fell weak towards the man. Two large, older hands threw Joshua onto the ground behind him as he saw guards and the medical treater in the premesice, to his left the Center's overseer, which made his face grow ugly with anger. He got up, acting as if the pain didn't hurt to show superiority over the crowd as every muscle on his body flexed with his fists clenched, staring at the man dead into his eyes. This continued for five straight minutes, until Joshua gave in and walked by the man, which in return followed after him. A few of the inmates remained in the area, but most fled the scene to avoid pressure or questions from the masters of the small detention fortress.

 

[Daeya]

Brynn's relaxed face immediately contorted into horror, as Joshua's brooding frame was thrown into the ring of fighting males. One by one by one, she watched with nothing to do but leaver her mouth hanging in a circular O, as each contender was easily smacked down by the boy. Himself, looked as if he had no guilt, but his eyes read full of pain afterwards. He soon retreated to somewhere else, and with that the fight had closed.


"N-nobody won, Emma. It was broken up, quite harshly. We should leave."

 

[Mikailgirl]

Emma shakily got up, though she hadn't seen it she had heard it and she was a little more then scared. She link hands with Brynn and nodded. This place really wasn't a joke, a few tear fell from her eyes and she quickly wiped them. "O-ok we should."

 

[Spade Oleander]

Dylan and Dya looked at each other with smirks on their faces. They have only just arrived a few hours ago, and already they got to experience a fight in progress. "Who do you think is going to win?" Dya asked Dylan. He just shrugged in response. As they watched the fight proceed, Dya observed how they fought. While she was taking mental notes, someone came in to break the fight. Dya frowned. "Taking away our entertainment." She frowned, then smiled brightly when the fight continued instead. "Now this is interesting."


Dylan nodded as the fight continued. He looked around, and noticed a camera was point right at them. He frowned at their dirty work. "Never fight in front of a camera." He said, looking down at his sister. Soon the fight stopped and everyone began to move away from the area. "Come on Dylan, let's go." Dya said, then turned away from where the fight had taken place. "Don't want to get in trouble on our first day." Dylan said, smirking toward his sister as she walked ahead of him.

 

[Daeya]

Looking down at the two's linked hands, Brynn smiled a little and headed down to the bottom of the stairwell, looking around the small fighting scene. Flipping her hair up a little bit, she looked over at Emma with a sly smile. "And what now, my dear?" She looked around the room for possible solutions to the insane boredom, found none, then drew her attention to Emma's eyes.

 

[Mikailgirl]

She looks and spots the two new people. "Oh lets go say hi." They didn't look to bad and she was always up for meeting new people and making cool friends. She wondered if those two were related..