—Cell 03

-walks inside the cell and goes to a corner holding a book and reads quietly-

@Xingye 'Yeah, a lot of people say that.... and then they pin you down and do horrible things that make you hate yourself."
That uncontrollable venting came out of nowhere. Upon realizing it, he looked down with a deep red face. Shame didn't cover half of what he was feeling right now after saying that type of thing so openly. He told himself he'd never look back on it, but it just seemed so impossible to do... Especially when he hated himself so so so much. Minpha rubbed the back of his head, his messy pink locks covering one of his eyes. "S...Sorry."

@Minpha "Minpha....nice name,I'm xingye"he tilted his head smiling wide as he had often gotten that from people though he was now glad he could see more of the male now finding out he's pretty tiny
"I get that alot" he nodded moving his arms to be tucked into his sleeves as he watched the male infront of him " no of course not " he honestly couldn't hurt someone out of no reason"i could never"

@Xingye "The name's Minpha..." He mumbled that quietly to himself before crawling from under the covers completely. He was now completely visible to the other, not that he had a problem with that since he was so straightforward on their first meeting anyway. "A prison guard? You look like you couldn't hurt a fly... Not that I am insulting you or anything-- I'm just saying you look nicer than the other guards. More understanding." Minpha pouted at the stranger then began to play with his thumbs, "Y-You're not planning anything... right?"

@Minpha Blinking his eyes; he turned towards the pink haired male and smiled so wide that his eyes turned into crescents " aah I'm a prison guard" he stated cheerfully his smile never leaving his calm face " I'm rather harmless unless you force me to use violence " as he said those words his smile vanished and his eyes went stone cold as he stared at you under the covers. After a few seconds his wide crescent eye smile came back " who might you be?"

@Xingye "Neh? Who might you be?" He asked when he noticed a figure enter the room. A sudden hostile feeling came over him as he proceeded to move under the pitiful excuse for bed sheets he was provided. His light eyes peeked through them a bit before completely returning under the sheets to once again hide. Minpha hated strangers-- but what he hated more were strangers with weapons... and this guy had /two/ of them. "...Why're you here?"

@Minpha The long haired male played with the blonde strands of his hair mumbling lowly under his breath " mother is going to have a heart attack when she sees what i have done to my hair " he was slowly regretting his decision by the second. The hair on the top of your head was the most valuable treasure you had as he was taught by his grandfather one late afternoon and yet here he was with bleach blond hair that made him stand out like a sore thumb. Xingye shook his head and placed his once fidgety hands on the hilts of his two blades as he walked around the cell block ; robe billowing behind him as he went.

Quietly, the pink haired man lied on the top bunk awaiting his new cell mate. With his head in a book, every few seconds he'd look away from it to see if anyone had come yet, but sadly, the day was still young and his room still empty.