<div class="floatleft">(http://187avenue.com/brittanya/BRITTANYA_web_00742.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_u">The Tattooist</span></span></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Casey "Mayhem" Townsend</span></span><br/><em>In her Cell</em><br/>Character Bio (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=118714.msg5179012#msg5179012);<br/>[noembed]Scene Soundtrack (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X14Tqpkg0NY)[/noembed]<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Having been in a prison before, Casey figured that a maximum security barge like this space station would keep its inmates under lock and key and only let out for 1 hour of exercise and group shower. "Shit hole like this will probably keep us under lock and key, we may get an hour for exercise or a shower, but I don't see them letting us have arts and crafts..." she replied to Abe.<br/><br/>The girl with the tattoos sighed, taking a drag of her cigarette before exhaling it out past her bars. "What you need first is a weapon. Make one or buy one, but your going to need something to defend yourself. The fuckers have a huge ego, so play on that. Then stab them in the fucking back." was Casey's advice.<br/><br/>All ready she been looking for something to make a shank out of. "Always a way out. Just need to find it..."<br/>