drina perez (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} yourdefender) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} inpoormerit, |
"I'm shocked. I thought anyone who lived outside of the States considered us a bunch of selfish, corrupt, assholes." The laugh that followed was light and airy, she called herself an American even though she was a native Mexican. She had a US citizenship and everything, but she hated the prejudice that came along with saying 'Yes, I am from Mexico.' Too many people had thrown racial slurs her way during her lifetime. Funny, they all seemed to be people she had arrested. "Anyways, I think nightsticks are just for show. I think I can manage to get my point across without the use of a nightstick." Drina's temper was an incredibly short one, and more often than not, when she had been your run-of-the-mill police officer, she would let it get the best of her and her fists would do the talking. She had been suspended twice for those actions.
She nodded. "I think you're right. There would have to be several more here for the threat of injuring others sway us. I'm sure once we found out that there was only two or three, people, we would be able to convince everyone to try to escape. At least, it'd be easier than trying to convince fifteen people."
"I don't think that whoever brought us here is content with letting us use their facilities and eat their food without some sort of payment. Whether it's monetary or not, there's a reason why we're here, and we need to find out what it is. It's not just some vacation resort, otherwise we'd be able to leave whenever we wanted to." She spoke partially to herself; thinking aloud seemed to help sort out the 'need to know' and 'already know.'