Faith Lehane (slayersocialwrk) wrote in _intotheabyss_, @ 2009-12-12 13:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | faith lehane, samantha (mulder) spender |
Feeling Restless
Who: Faith
Where: LA Federal Penitentiary
When: Mid-day
Open to: Samantha
Completed
Most people didn't know this, but jail was kinda like high school. You had your bullies, your cool inmates, your smart ones that were in mostly for computer crimes. You even had jocks and the musically inclined. Then you had the outcasts, the ones that everyone avoided after the first week. The ones who you knew weren't actually imprisoned; they were just there. These people didn't play well with others. Faith was one of them.
Just ask Buffy sometime, she'd tell you.
After more than a year of being in jail, Faith was getting pretty restless. She had never been a joiner, and so ignored most of the activities. All she mainly did was keep to herself and workout in the pitiful excuse for a rec area they had. She didn't talk; talking meant she might mouth off, which meant she'd make someone want to hit her, thus causing her to defend herself and hit - or even kill - the person she'd offended. But after more than a year of this, Faith was beginning to long for the outside again.
As she pulled herself up at the pull-up bars, her dark gaze caught sight of a guard heading in her direction. Shit. Now what am I getting blamed for? The other inmates weren't above fingering her for the bruises and broken bones they often received for their own mistakes. She had time enough for two more lifts, before the guard finally reached her.
"Lehane." He barked, and she reluctantly let go of the bars, dropping down to the dusty ground. His eyes dared her to give him a reason to hit her with his baton, but she refused to give him the satisfaction. "Yer lawyer's here. Come on." He prodded her a little too roughly in the ribs with one meaty finger, leaving Faith to resist snapping it off. Instead she merely sidestepped the jabs and headed off towards the building. In her mind, she was confused. She didn't have a lawyer. What the hell was going on?