<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpwmwptLVI1qd48zvo1_500.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Kenzie Autumn</strong><br/><strong>Age:</strong>22<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Prison Cell<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Group 1<br/><hr/><br/>It wasn't so much the walk back to the squad car that annoyed her, it was that she'd gotten caught. It left her in a sullen mood, feeling worse for Alice, who she'd encouraged to run with her. She should have known it wouldn't be possible to get away if she went back for them, and she always would. She had a hard time leaving someone in a crisis, especially someone like Alice.<br/><br/>She didn't bother speaking to the cops, answering whatever procedural questions they had honestly, and filing into the cell with the rest. She went to sit on the nearest cot, still quiet, eyes down-turned. She still had no shirt, which would've seemed like a definite danger, were it not for the fact that they hadn't be put in with other people in lock-up. She wasn't convinced that made her safe, but at least they were all in the same boat.<br/><br/>She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back against the wall, unwilling to be the first to speak. Their situation looked bad. Hers perhaps more so, given that she run, though she wasn't sure a trial was really on the minds of authorities. She wanted a way out, but unfortunately, even for people like her, a jail cell was a tough spot to get out of.