"Youve never seemed to be quite Topside I could never figure you out." Smiling the woman sipped her wine."I guess you could say im a wolf in fox's clothing." She says chuckling.
Remmy was never the apple of her family's eye like her sister, but she...
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She stood in her uncomfortable itchy dress in the corner of the bustling room. Why was she there.
Two words. Snitch sister. Rolling her eyes she started to chew on the inside of her cheek.
"Jayce is really starting to get old." She muttered before walking out. Her mother looked at her urging her to go back.
Rolling her eyes she walked out. Her mother never really did have such a tight hold on her as she did Caitlyn.
It irked her. That made Rem smile. - The incident - Looking over at her sister Rem frowned. Wheel chair bound now like she used to be. Maybe their mother was right.
Caitlyn just wasn't meant to be a part of the gaurd. Her giant board of ideas laid out on the floor. She still refused to give up despite being blown away by the blast.
Rem had been forced to do it all night With her sister in such a state she couldn't deny her need for justice. Jayce came in early that morning but she told him to leave.
Her sister was in no condition to speak. Especially after what she drilled into her head all night.
"Still Water Hold you start there." "How will I get Clarence?" Rem asked."Ill talk to Jayce."
Rolling her eyes she sat on the floor looking at the board. For as much as she hated her sister.
She couldn't deny she had a goodwill. - How the hell she was sailing across murky waters she would never know. What she did know was she needed to speak to an inmate.
A very specific one.
"I need to speak with one of the inmates." Rem says. The giant ogre looking man stared at her.
"Oh folks in here aren't usually very talkative."He says looking down at her his gruff voice making her shiver.
"This one was hit by one of his own. He's got a reason to talk. He would have been sent in today."
She says titling her head."Oh inmate 2135. Yeah im afraid that's not possible." She looked at him a smirk playing on her lips.
"Why not?" He closed his eyes an unpleasant look to his already unpleasant face.
"Uh well there's been...an incident.." He explains his head titled towards the ceiling.
"What kind of incident?" She asks annoyed. "The..not so pretty kind." He says hesitantly.
"You see I have to talk to him." She says a little rushed."Oh, you'll be able to. As soon as he can move his jaw again."
The large man says a small unpleasant chuckle leaving after the sentence.
"Who attacked him?"
The information lead her to the elevator. She stood and watched as the numbers dropped.
Running her hand through her hair she sighed. How the hell did she always get roped into her sisters messes.
As soon as she arrived she heard a loud thud from the cell she was approaching.
When she looked through the grates, a woman turned around not seeming to be pleased with her arrival. "Who the hell are you?"
She was frozen for a second her eyes falling down the entirety of the woman. Oh gods she was not prepared for that.
She needed a minute to get her mouth to start moving.
