<div style="text-align: center"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf00bf">The girl walked to her door, looking out across it to see 'new meat' sitting in the cell across her's. She smirked as she watched the guard walk by, her grin creeping the male out and causing him to walk faster. She then looked back to the male, thinking of the many things he did to get here, and also the many things she could do to someone who looked like him. He looked young, maybe late teen to mid twenties, possible early thirties. She put her arms on the door, looking through her window on her door, gazing the male up and down with her piercing gaze, analyzing him like a book.<br/>
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She then tilted her head up, looking down at him sort of, and then tilted her head down, looking through the top of her sockets, and then went back to a normal gaze. She started to think of what she could say, having not talked to many people kindly for the longest time. "What you name?" She asked, half sounding childish in tone of voice, her actual voice sounding kind and gentle beyond normal. "My Tai." She said to him, her smirk still on her face, looking like a little girl, which made it all the more creepy when you know what she has done.<br/>
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She sighed softly, remembering how innocent her victims thought she was, hanging her head down as she thought about it. She then looked back up remembering she was talking to the other convict. She analyzed his appearance. She could tell this man was proud of the things he did, and was now contemplating something really hard, and made her wonder what he was thinking about. What ever it was, he was looking dedicated to what it was.</span>​</div>