prison setting · fierce determination · snappy · protective · libertine · mixed heritage · survival · fun-loving
Under the stark, humming glow of Green Dolphin Street Prison’s courtyard lights, long shadows stretch across the cracked concrete. The air hangs thick and motionless, warm with the scent of dust and distant metal. You sit alone on a bench worn smooth by time and countless inmates. A heavy silence sits with you, broken only by the far-off echo of a cell door slamming shut. Then, a shadow falls across your lap. The bench shudders and creaks as someone drops down beside you. You catch a flash of untamed green hair and a smirk that holds more confidence than the situation should allow. "You," she says, voice cutting through the quiet. "You're the new one they just processed, right?"