R R I - REHABILITATION & REINTEGRATION INITIATIVE

Characters: Autumn and Brady
Setting: Pool, late morning

( It would be fine. )

███ ◊ E V E N T ◊ ◊ July 9th - midday ◊ ◊ E V E N T S ◊ Jeremy and Violet are put into the elevator (their blindfold and shackles are removed once they are in the block B elevator and they are not given any opportunity of talking with any guards etc). They are given bags containing their clothes and a room key stamped with the correct room number. The elevator goes up and the doors open onto the open room. They are left to find their own way to their rooms. ◊ C O M M U N I C A T I O N S ◊ New residents receive this welcome message on their computer. The message blinks until it is read.

Characters: Jeremy and Violet
Setting: Block B elevator, midday


Someone else might have fought back, but the shackles and blindfold were quite off-putting and had almost diminished Jeremy’s struggling. Really, this was unnecessary in his mind. He hadn’t gotten that far outside of the prison before they caught him. There was no need to treat him like some sort of hardened criminal. Once he was free though he raised a hand to protest finally, instead he was shoved a bag and left, not entirely alone in an elevator. An elevator he only completely figured was an elevator when it moved and he jumped slightly. It’s a stupid metal box. You’ve been in thousands. Stop acting like this is the first time. A simple mental chastising, but it worked as he opened his bag to see what was inside after casting a glance and something close to a smile at his companion.

Violet wasn't used to being treated like a crazy dangerous criminal either. She'd been in a prison(not even that long) that was minimum security, and was kind of breezy, as far as prisons went. So far as she understood, anyhow. Her first task was to look through the bag she had for her glasses, because she was blind as a bat if she wasn't wearing them. Her contacts hadn't been allowed previously, though she found the case and supplies for them along with her black framed glasses. Putting them on and immediately pushing them up the bridge of her nose, she looked over at the man who was sharing the elevator with her. She smiled, and waved, a little wiggle of her fingers. "Hellooo." she greeted.
( definitely somewhere new )

Characters: Jason, Reece, Wren, Leandro, Brady, Kasper
Setting: Courtyard, early afternoon

There was a twinkle in Kasper’s eye. A small hint of life outside her anger that roared awake as she left her spot perched above the coop of chickens, all running around like their heads were cut off. She had taken the time to finally retreat back into her room quickly, take the most lightning fast shower she could and change out of the old clothes from the day before. The blood washed away from her hands, but the bruises on her neck and knuckles remained.

Having thrown on a pair of torn jean shorts and black tshirt with some long since broken up band logo on it, Kasper locked her door and made her way to the farm end of the facility. The black fabric of her large shirt hung over the bones of her hips like sheets in the wind and by the time she had wandered back from the farm, she had tied one bottom corner to the side in a knot, showing part of her skeleton figure below it.

She took a slow, satisfying walk towards the stocks in the courtyard of block A after returning to complete the satisfying scratch to her itch. With a wide grin and prowling wander horizontally across the grass to get a better look at those ahead, Kasper unclasped her hands from her back, a single, fat tomato firmly grasped in one hand. She tossed it gently in her hand. “Now, which one of you gets the prize,” she whispered to herself, beginning to approach closer.

Wren had been sort of hovering around the edges (out of Caroline's view) just to be sure nothing happened. Like, for instance, what was about to happen when she spotted a woman she'd not really seen much of previously. But that didn't stop her, as she immediately rushed to get into her path before she reached her clear destination. "No." Wren said firmly. "You are not going to be throwing that at the helpless."

( i ask you why you did it )

Characters: Adam and Mazie
Setting: His room, midday

( Find yourself. )