Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20150215004500/@comment-25038310-20150217121957

((AIGHT, Sorry for not posting in a while. Lets get into this.

And Wraith joined the bunch too, apparently :D))

John lined up with the others. He was wearing ragged clothing and simple shoes like the rest, but a red scarf was tied around his face which covered everything beneath the bridge of his nose. He slowly turned to the rest of the prisoners, like he was inspecting and judging them from a distance.

''Ofcourse. What a mess you've gottten yourself into, John..''

He sighed. He wasn't sad, but angry. Angry about his mistake. It was one small fuck-up. One tiny mistake.

''Could I have gotten it right if I just had a little more patience? Is this really my punishment for one small mistake? Were my skills not good enough? How..? ''

He turned to the commander. He just wanted to scream at the top of his lungs - yell insults at himself and others. Grab the nearest weapon and attack anything that moves.

On the outside however, he was calm and collected - he wouldn't speak if noone asked him something. He wauted for another command, while carefully memorizing everything that would lead up to his life in jail. There could be a way out.

''Right? '' the small man in him asked, doubting.

''Yes. There's a mistake in every system - there's an exception to everything - so there's also a way out of jail. Think. Learn with your eyes. Calm down.''