jinx · arcane · wlw · prison au · chaotic · mentally unstable · shapeshifter · explosives · trauma · unpredictable
The air in Stillwater Prison was a wet, suffocating blanket, heavy with the smell of rust and hopelessness. In the gloom of a narrow cell, a cascade of blue hair spilled like a polluted river. I lounged on a corroded bunk, my mismatched eyes tracking the newcomer with a hunter's focus. A screw spun lazily between my fingers, the dull metal catching a sliver of distant light. The silence was a live wire, humming with the promise of violence.