Setting
1. No Stealing/No Firearms
2. Community Service is 5 days a week
3. No Smoking/Drinking/Fighting
4. Do not enter a opposite genders room after 9pm
5. Curfew is at 10pm on weekdays, 11pm on weekends
6. Solitary confinement will be used as punishment
7. Dorm Rooms will lock at Lights Out, so you must be in bed when staff checks on you.
8. Punishment will be anything the staff sees fit
9.The Break Room is a privilege
10. You must swipe your ID before leaving the Center
This is a level one facility, but you can easily transfer your butt out of here and into prison.
---Izagi Staff Members
Rooms
1. Bedrooms: 3 bunk beds a room, 6 beds. Girls rooms are on the third floor, Boy's room are on the second floor.
2. Bathroom: Each room has a small bathroom for the girls/boys; One bathroom on each floor, There are three floors.
3. Mess Hall: Located on the first floor. Meals can be eaten here, and vending machines are located here. Food privleges can be taken away muhaha.
4. Break Room: Couches, Pinball machine, coffee tables, vending machines, pool table. Games can be played here, it is a privlege not a pleasure.
5. Solitary Confinement (S.C): No windows, a small mat on the floor, and only a small source of light. (Is it legal? Who cares!)
6. Staff Rooms/Security Rooms: No Entrance! Located on 1st floor.
7. Main Office: The Warden Kenji is here. He is a fan of reinforcement "A couple smacks will reinforce someone do right!" You can check here if you need help. 1st floor
Outside
1. Basketball Courts: Yay for no nets.
2. Pool: Why is the water green?
3. Garden: If you call dead flowers, and some pretty looking weeds a garden
4. Guard Towers: No Entrance.
5. Main Gate: Where you scan out if you want to leave the center. Must specify where you will be going and when you will be back.
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She pushed her hat down a tad lower and sighed as she pushed the doors open to the front yard. Kazumi saw the guards giving her a suspicious looks. She glared at them, and turned around. It wasnât like she was going anywhere, she had left her id card in her room, and there was no way she could get through the gates with the idiot guards glaring at her. Maybe later, she thought, happy for a challenge. Although these guards weren't a challenge at all.
She turned around, and sighed rubbing her sore cheek. Kazumi had gotten into a fight, well it wasnât necessarily a fight, but thatâs what the damn officers called it. She was just helping a kid get some training before he got himself killed in here. She rubbed her check again, and smiled. That kid sure had a punch. She put her hands on top of her head. Eh, heâll be fine, but why am I the only one who gets in trouble. Stupid place, she argued with herself, and the system.
âI hate this place!â Kazumi said loudly, and sighed while leaning against a sturdy tree. She didnât hate this place, but she could do without the rules, and staff, and crap for food. Basically if it was a just house she would be happy.
Kazumi or Zumi, as she was called around the Center, saw a glimmer form the corner of her eyes. She turned around completely and stared at the shiny looking limo. âThe hell,â she said out loud standing straight up staring the car. She crossed her arms, and watch as five rich looking teens walked out of the car. They looked stuck up, and well rich. Who the hell are they? Zumi wondered staring intently from her spot by her favorite tree. She watched as the teens got their possessions searched. She laughed at the confused looks upon their faces. âProbably funders for the Center.â She wondered out loud, âOr maybe they are making a commercial,â she smirked at the rich kids, knowing they weren't going to last long. Zumi watched closely as the limo driver walked to the trunk of the car, and pulled out suitcases. Wait, they are inmates of this place? she asked herself.
Zumi walked away without a second glance, and walked to find the other Crew members walking slowly in deep contemplation. Asking herself two questions: Who the hell are they? And What are they doing here?
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She had begun to sing along as her golden, hazel eyes spotted her outfit choice and threw it on, loving the feel of the smooth fabric on her body as she tightened the ties so the top of her dress fit her frame before tightening it in a cute bow. Her dress was pitch black with long sleeves that fell past her hands and a skirt that puffed out slightly and brushed her thighs. Today's color, which was blue due to her turquoise bangs and tips, accented the dress with swirls around the sleeve, leaving a turquoise lining under the laces. Despite the hot summer weather, it never bothered her to wear these outfits.
After examining herself in the mirror, she quickly slipped on some lacy, thigh high sock and chunky Mary Janes to complete her look, quickly snatching her lace choker and putting it on as she race out of her dorm room, flipping the flights and her radio off as she walked outside to see Zumi walking from the tree she usually climbed and a Limo? "The fudge?" She muttered to herself, hurrying over to Zumi as she nudged her with her shoulder. "What's with the rich kids? Trying to do damage control or something?" She said, her eyes raised as she looked over her shoulder back at the limo as she saw they were getting their bags and things searched.
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Zumi was still thinking about the strange occurance happening at the Center when she saw her best friend Claudia coming her way. "Hey Claud," she said to one of her few friends. Apparently people thought she was intimidating. What gave people that idea? Screw them, she thought randomly.
She pulled off her hat and ran her worn hands through her short, dark auburn hair. Zumi turned and looked at the rich kids. She saw one girl dressed in expensive looking clothing. Well, they all looked pretty delicately expensive. Like expensive glass at a jewelry store that with one wrong movement it would shattered into tiny pieces. She looked down at her worn out sneakers, hand me down jean shorts, black tank, and her favorite old jacket. She looked pretty-- trashed compared to them, but Who cares, right?
"Don't know. I think they are inmates or something," she said turning her back to them again. "They have their junk with them, so I'm kinda curious," she smirked, "But, they ain't gonna survive this place, they look too fragile," She had a gleam in her brown eyes. She wasn't saying the statement threateningly it just sounded like it was a threat. Screw personalities.
She bent down to fix her worn out Airwalk sneakers, and stood up. "Ugh, I hate with people like them mess with our space, well kinda," She had some bad experience with some rich kids at her old school. She smiled. Well, bad for them. Fun for her.
[i]Maybe it'll provide for some entertainment. "Ya, know where the rest of the Crew are? They might find this as entertaining," she smiled at Claudia as she placed her hat back on her head, and put her hands back into her pockets.
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Zumi saw Ethan walk over to where she and Claude where standing. His hair was slightly wet, and he was being being his usual weird self. She was wondering whether to break his arm or push him off. She liked the first one. He was too touchy. Zumi decided on the lather one because she was feeling like a nice friend instead of her semi-violent self. It was only fully violent if the person died. Eh, or maybe she was lazy. After removing the arm from off of her small waist (with a firm grip mind you) she turned, and looked at her two friends.
"Yep, I think they are staying here," she said quite sure of herself. "How long will their weak selfs last? Dunno'," she said.
She laughed at her friend's twisted sense of humor. "Oh, I agree, but feeling bad never crosses my mind," she stuck out her tougue and winked.
Suddenly, like a flash of lightning a thought came to her.
"Oh, hell no!" Worst thought ever."Claude, member the three other girls in our room who were sent to level 2?" Her eye twitched slightly as she turned to count the girls who had exited the car."Dammit! They better not be staying in our room. I liked the space," She didn't have much, but a few less annoying girls in their room was better. And her diminished items wouldn't disappear again. Although, maybe their items would diminish...For fun, she didn't want their rich crap. She might catch a disease. Hehe, she would have to talk to Luke.
"I wonder how long it'll take them before they notice we're staring.."
"Not long if we do it really creepily, like psycho style," she laughed, then paused. "Hmmm, I guess not long at all."
She watched the fancy inmates, or whatever they were walk their way.
Oh, I love confrontation.
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He felt like going for a small walk today, though as he pushed open it and saw the limo and then three of his know crew members. He yawned slightly and made his way over. "Hey Claudia, Ethan, Zumi.." He stated with a calm tone his hands in his pockets as he watched the kids climb out of the limo, and their suit cases. "Huh...rich kids...this is going to be fun, I wonder if they carry money on them.." He shifted his position to stand next to Claudia. "What do you think, they it might be easy to use them to our own advantages around here?"
These people, all he could think about was how easy it was going to be to get richer just by talking his way into their trust, and with that his ability to lift almost anything off anyone, well that'd just make it simple. Then again, he tapped his chin in thought. "Have you seen Merari around at all?" He turned to look at his friends, wondering if they had; to be frank Merari was one of the few that he actually trusted completely, which was odd for him cause trust didn't come simple from him. Then again getting anything from him wasn't simple. He turned his sights back to the limo again, his mind working in all the ways he could possible rob them blind. Then came the scream from Claudia, he tilted his head at her and laughed heavily. "Yes let's just freak them out already, I do wanna see if I can get money off them first" He stated with a smile towards her.
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Then, snapping out of it, she released her hand, letting it drop as Claudia kept her hands in front of her neatly as she began to rock back and forth on her heels like a child. [Ya know, it's not smart to wear heels. Wanna know why?" She asked obnoxiously like a kid before continuing on, "Cause one, if your running from someone, you can trip and break your ankle and then your done for! Or two, your heel could get knocked off and used against you as a weapon. A heel to the face isn't pretty, trust me." She said the last part with a whisper, waving her hand as if to wave the subject away.
"Anywho, why don't the rest of your friends come over? Are they scared? I promise we won't bite!" She smiled, but her smile suggested that they probably would.
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Though as second girl came over, this one quite pretty and as she flashed what he figured was a smile ment to try and get them to fall head over heels for them, though for Luke it wouldn't work. "Hey names Luke like I already told your friend here, oh and we need a deduction for your safety make sure you survive your first day here, We accept cash, jewelry, and any type of Tech." He stated quite seriously.
When Zumi took off he only smiled alittle at the rest of his friends, He figured he'd get it out in the open that he'd steal anything that was worth value and not nailed down. He did however mean it more about the tech, he felt kinda empty without being able to use computers, now that he was basically on lock-down for his hacking ability he hadn't seen a laptop since he got here, and it was really, really bothering him. After he said what he wanted he stood there, he didn't really know what else to say, and so far everyone else seemed quite good without him adding his two sense to the mess.
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Oh how easily his anger came when his friends were threatened, though as Merari, and the boy walked off he only hissed angrily. He crossed his arms tight over his chest, though returning his look to the two girls and sighed some; letting the pent up frustration exit through his nose in an exhale. " well my mood is ruined and it seems these rich kids can't take a joke..I'm gone too, gonna go hang out with my boyfriend" He stated casually laughing alittle as he ran to catch up to Merari. " heey~ thanks back there loooove~" He stated playfully, and since he knew they were still both visible he leaned over and gave the male a kiss on the cheek. He was having fun, and now that it was stated he was with the male by the new kids he'd keep up the charade as long as he could, or as long as Merari would allow it.
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He looked at her from the corner of his eye, and deciding to take charge before Merari had a chance to say anything he wrapped his arms around the male's waist and using his size to his advantage pulled the male close keeping him against his chest. "So how long do you think it'll take the crew to figure out we're really together..?" He asked trying to keep a straight face as he worked his acting skills resting his head gently on the male's shoulder, if she wanted to peek and get a show, like Merari suggested they were going to give her one.
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Luke was like that, more open-minded then most, and he wasn't above dating a guy if he felt it was right; though at the present moment he'd not admit his feelings to the male, at least not until he was sure they were returned. He did however notice the small noises from the girl still watching them but as he heard the small thud of her falling over he smirked. " We might have killed her you know, and what a shame I didn't even get to kiss you yet.." He stated with a wink, though his arms were still around the male. He continued to look where the girl was still hidden, his mind running with the visions of what she looked like currently and how many pints of blood she had already lost from their little show.
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Slacks and shirts, a couple of ties, an electronic or two, and a blank notebook fit snugly, leaving a few more items in his bag, including a safe he had brought beside himself. He placed his luggage underneath the bed and looked in disdain at the flea bitten mattress and obviously overused pillow. He was not eager for this experience in the least and he would doubt sincerely if would appreciate this as his father had explained he would. He knew his father. There would be no appreciation. Just a sick, twisted humor at the misfortune he once again placed upon the boy, daring him to overcome it as he had overcome so many other obstacles.
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"Sooo, when exactly did you plan on mentioning the fact you actually did like me? He asked curiously, still not letting the male go, and for all they knew the girl was already did from blood loss so it wasn't like they had to worry currently. He smiled more and leaned closer so their foreheads touched. "So... since you kissed me does this mean I get to kiss you back or you gonna be a hard ass about that? Cause I totally understand trying to keep your rep up around the others.." He stated with a chuckle, it was quite interesting to have not even thought twice about his feelings for the male, and then this little acting scene lead to him actually getting kissed not once, but twice! Then as she came into the opening (after that scream anyways) he blinked, his face bright red as she said keep it safe, but before long he fell backwards laughing hard, this ment bringing Merari along for the ride as he did. He couldn't help it, it wasn't like he actually had time to date; and when she said that all the funnest images ran straight into his head causing him to just lay there turning blue as he laughed. "C-can't...breathe....T...to funny...chest hurts!" He mumbled out between laughter, and gasps for air. This was amazing though in truth he did really Like Merari, once his laughter subsided some he looked to the girl as she tried to walk off, and then back to Merari he smiled and leaned in returning one of the kisses. "I'll give you another later" He stated with a wink as he crawled out from underneath the smaller male and moved over to the new girl. "alright don't tell any of your rich friends I was actually nice to you" He stated cautiously offer his assistance to help her get to where she needed to go.
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He just kept quiet after that as he crossed his arms, watching her. "Just promise me you won't try to continuously watch over us now, yaoi fan-girls are cool and all but we don't need a personal one you know" He stated with a wag of a finger. He then however tilted his head, watching her. " Can you make it by yourself? Or do you need me to carry your luggage?" He asked seriously, it wasn't like he wasn't a nice guy, but it was hard to show it when he was trying to keep a reputation for being a thief.
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He sure didn't know what to think about this, he wasn't really sure how this was going to work out. It seemed they were just acting, then it led to a kiss, and now; well now he didn't know where it was going, he guessed they'd find out when it happened, or whatever did happen. He wasn't really sure on what to think now.
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He gave a soft grunt, but didn't move, instead looking down at her deranged state. An hour into the facility and she was already beginning to look as if she belonged. He scowled at the thought, knowing that Sam herself was not his favorite person amongst the group. She fought her role in society too much as it was, refusing to take her place as the rightful heir to her family's name, leaving her sister to bear it instead. Her uses diminished at that point, but still, he allowed her within their group ad treated her with the courtesy he gave to the others he associated with in the social network. "Samantha, what are you doing?" he asked in exasperation, spying the now pink handkerchief in her grip and knowing it to have been the one he lent to her early by the insignia upon it. Taking a step back, he studied her further and crossed his arms, waiting for her answer and explanation to her appearance.
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He took lead this time, letting her walk behind him as he descended down one hallway after another. Trent did his beat to remember his breathing, keep his temper down, and continue on with that same detached look upon his face. The eye twitch, that took a bit more concentration to stop. It was mostly due to the aggravation he was experiencing in just being in this place, and he could not allow the added stress of doing Zaire's job to affect him.
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It was as though just by seeing her, the old bat had at least eight glasses of pure lemon juice poured down her throat. Her mouth puckered, drawing into the wizened and decrepit old face as Trenton held the door open and Zai clipped inside, stride precise and well-groomed. She knew who she was and didn't fear that girl in the slightest. Beam again, the contrast of white teeth against a dark face. "Hello, again." Zaire left off the ma'am. Petty perhaps, but the old bat certainly deserved it, and probably wouldn't know that in upper society she deserved a title. "Though it was most helpful for you to give me the location of my room, I do require the key to get in." Thank god she'd had practice dealing with people less savory than this woman.
The old bad held out a pair of silver keys, dangling from a ring. "No stealing, weapons, smoking, drinking, or fighting. Curfew is at 10 or 11 but if there's someone of the opposite gender in your room after 9, that's an infraction of rules, too. You shouldn't be alone with someone of the opposite gender in your room. If you make illegal copies of the key you will be placed in solitary confinement. Get out again, and don't come back unless you have a good reason." With that, she slapped the keys against the table, shoving them towards Zaire, who barely caught them before they fell off the edge. To her credit, she hadn't recoiled at all against the bat's acerbic tone, though she couldn't quite bring herself to give a thank you as she stalked out, waiting for Trenton at the end of the staff hall, where they could converse out of earshot of anyone, if necessary.
"Here." She pulled a key off of the ring, extending it towards the leader. "I'll share this one with Sam." By that, Zai really meant that she'd use it to keep an eye on Sam, and it would be easier of Trent had access at all times. But it would be crass to actually say that.
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On his left was what looked like a library, if the ratty books and dilapidated shelving could pass for a library. He was about to take a look within to see if there were any tomes worth looking over when he caught sight of the figure on the ground, searching around on her hands and knees for something. He noticed another figure sneering and kicking a book his way, and he bent to examine exactly what it was. The instant he recognized it as Mimi's notebook, the young tycoon walked with purpose to his fallen comrade, promising hurt with a look in his eyes to her assailant. The other scoffed and made an attempt at making Trent flinch by throwing a punch just short of him. Trent did not move, didn't bat an eye as he remained staring coldly at the other. The troublemaker scoffed and laughed in his face, telling him he was lucky as he retreated passed the unmoving teen and down a different hallway.
After being sure that they would not be jumped in a surprise attack, the unmoved Mala-ki stooped to retrieve Mimi's fallen glasses and hand them, along with her notebook, to her. "Mirabelle, perhaps we can leave the studying for another time. Come, let us return you to your room," he suggested, helping her to stand as he gazed about them, trying to determine the quickest route to take.
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"Mirabelle, perhaps we can leave the studying for another time. Come, let us return you to your room." She didnt even have to look up to know who it was. It was Trent. She knew his voice very well. If she didnt know it by now that would have been pitiful concidering how long they had known each other.
"Ya your right" Mimi gave a small smile in thanks, then quickly grabbed her stuff and followed after Trent.
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"So enjoying your first day here so far?" He asked with a sarcastic tone, he figured they hated it so far, and it'd only get worse unless they fell in line, they may have money; and they may actual have a place outside these walls but in here, they were nothing more then lambs, and him and the crew; were the very, very hungry wolves. He shifted alittle uncomfortably the jock looking kid that had pissed him off in front of him, he really wanted to see what the kid would do when he met someone he couldn't intimidate away, but then again; a fight here and now would be bad, and he couldn't spare the time to fight; least not right now. He studied each one of the kids, waiting for them to make some room for them to pass, though out of the corner of his eyes he had noticed Merari's slight limp, wondering if anyone else had too.
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This also gave him time to think about the situation at hand. The leader of the new group seemed to be very observant. That would make stealing harder around him, the jock on the other hand; seemed to be ruled by emotions; he'd probably be one of the easiest to lift stuff off. He smirked at these thoughts as he reached the room opening the door and walking in slightly to grab the sunglasses that had been discarded in them. He wiped off the lenses and turned back towards the hall towards the dorms, placing a smile on his lips he began to walk back; wondering if Merari had taken his advice and gone back to the dorms. "Things are going to get really, really interesting around here.." He though to himself on his way back.
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