《Bloody Grass》Prison's rule (And Chibi-yuya)
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Jin(Dorian) Age 5
There were many things I wanted to do right now, among them were, blame my shitty ass luck, smoke a cigarette, and starting a conversation with Chibi-yuya before I decided I was crazy.
I took the room in, it was a simple square room with 4 beds made of rocks, 2 on each sides, each with a pillow and a small blanket, Tayuya is sitting on one of the two closest to the ceiling. On the opposite of the prison bars, there's the chained old man. There are also 2 set of chains counting the one the old man is chained with.
I went directly to the bed below chibi-yuya. I'd rather have a little girl above me than someone who is possibly crazy.
Woo, I got a sense of logic, go me! The bed was as bad as it looked, Made of rocks, I can already feel my back aching.
"For your information, my name is Jin, Not shithead or creepy eyes." I said as I rested my head against the wall.
"Nah, Your name is Creepy eyes." She sassily replied as she poked her head down from above.
"What do they look like anyway? Never saw them in a mirror." I never saw my face period. What I will call 'the Kid's room' didn't have a mirror, just beds and a giant bathroom to make sure we could clean ourselves.
Kinda useless if we are gonna spend the rest of our lives in a cell anyway. But who am I to decide that right?
"A really deep purple, and I think I can see a bit of red. They're not as creepy as Orochimaru-sama's one but they're close." She described.
Well, I am 90% sure I have a dojutsu, fuck, at least it can't be the sharingan, or I'd have onyx black eyes. But something else caught my attention in her statement, the 'Sama' part when she addressed Orochimaru.
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"Really? You call the bastard that had us put in this shitty place 'sama'?" I said.
She quickly looked around, before making a 'shh' noise. "Are you crazy?! You think I willingly want to address the fucker respectfully? If someone hear's you say that you'll be good for a fight in the pit! Or a beating by the guards! And trust me you do not want either to happen to you, just look at the old fuck." Uh. Good to know.
I massaged my temples, I already had a new headache coming, they just won't leave me alone these guys. "Right. Any other rule I should know about? I'd rather live."
When she started counting on her fingers, I knew the headache would be MUCH worse than it already was.
---Break---
Turns out there aren't that many rules. Well there are but they can be slimmed down to:
1. Don't fight with others inmates outside the pit.
2. Don't kill outside the pit and without the order given.
3. Don't disrespect the guards.
4. Don't disrespect Orochimaru-'sama'
5. Don't make noise without a reason.
6. Don't complain.
And that's about it. Other than that I'm good. That leaves one question though.
"What did that guy do then?" I pointed at the geezer chained to the wall.
"Killed a guard. He got beat up by the other guards and chained to the wall, he hasn't eaten anything in the last 3 days." Chibi-yuya shrugged.
I think I'm going to be sick, no one should suffer like that. Swallowing the vomit rising up from my throat before I could throw up, I decided that a change of subject would be appreciated.
"And what do we do around here? Except dying of boredom inside the cells?"
"You can either fight in the pit, cry, or sleep."
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"Greaaaaaaat." I said, sarcasm dripping from my mouth. "Well, I'm going to meditate then. God knows I need to get the hang of this chakra bullshit anyway." I crossed my legs and closed my eyes.
A silence settled, the light that poured down from the middle of the arena indicating that it was around 7 P.M.
"...Tayuya." I heard her murmur something.
"Huh?" I cracked one eye open to look at her.
"My name's Tayuya, Creepy eyes." She said louder.
"Right, I'm Jin. Nice to meet you Chibi-yuya." I retorded.
"Fucker! Don't give me a stupid nickname!" She almost screamed, but stopped as to not alert anyone.
"Then don't call me Creepy Eyes." I deadpanned, she stuck her tongue at me, and called me a shithead before disappearing in her bed.
And that, was the start of a beautiful Friendship. Without sarcasm.
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