Cell #1

[Smalls]

Smalls shrugged, picking at her slightly bloodied lip. "Be nice if theah were beds huh?" She sighed and took her hat off, setting it on the ground beside her. Slowly she layed her head down and curled up on the cold, dirty floor.

[Lucky Volpecillia]

Lucky nodded and sat there, finishing her smoke slowly as she drew out the last of the smoke before she stabbed it into the wall behind her head and shifted her weight. She looked down at smalls and yawned, folding her arms over her chest as she settled. They could deal with it all after a long nap.

[Smalls]

Smalls slowly began to wake up, stretching her arms out without opening her eyes. As she slowly peeled one open she growled at the offending light that was shining through their small window directly on her face. Sitting up she dusted off her smushed hat, placing it firmly back on her head as she got to her feet. From what she could tell from the setting sun it was anywhere from 5 to 6 o'clock. She leaned an arm out the barred window and rested her forehead on the cold bars. This was going to get old fast.

[Lucky Volpecillia]

Lucky yawned and rolled onto her side, "Your radiatin'...." Like a god damn wild fire, though it was getting old, real fast, Lucky sat up and started to shuffle the cards they hadn't cared to confiscate from her. Her stomach growled, she was starving. This was a bit excessive wasn't it? She patted her stomach gently as if to say, It's okay precious, any time now..

She lifted her head and her jaw locked, she was getting annoyed.

[Smalls]

Smalls turned to look at her rumbling friend, her head still leaning against the cold bars. "How long you think we got in heah anyways?"

[Lucky Volpecillia]

"'Nother day or two hopefully.." the other girl responded as she continued to shuffle. How Sneaks got her to calm down, it was a good technique.

[Smalls]

Smalls sighed, returning her gaze to the dirty alley outside. "Maybe they'll ship us ovah to the refuge.." A Brooklyn prison surely had more important people to deal with than two snarky teens, and if they did go to Manhattan it would take mere minutes for an escape to present itself.

[Lucky Volpecillia]

Lucky sighed and stretched her arms over her head, "I'd prefer it ta be honest--- I'm hungry and at least at the refuge we can git out and they'll feed us before we don.."

[Smalls]

Smalls nodded, turning from the window and leaning against the wall. She often mocked her friend for her ferocious appetite, but even she was beginning to feel pangs of hunger. "They got it so easy in 'hattan," she muttered bitterly, rubbing the back of her neck in agitation. She needed a smoke, and soon.

[Lucky Volpecillia]

"It was so boring," Lucky murmured, really she liked the boys in Manhattan well enough even if most of the girls were whiney in need of a good soaking. Reaching out she tugged on a string from her pants and sighed softly. "'hattan is child's play.."

[Smalls]

Smalls nodded solemnly, staring firmly at nothing. Braking her trance she glanced over at her friend. "You evah think a goin' back there?" Smalls would never try to stop Lucky from going back to Manhattan, but the thought had occurred to her before, and it wasn't something she liked to imagine.

[Lucky Volpecillia]

"Go back to 'hattan?" she raised both her brows and looked a bit shocked by her friends question. "That's like askin' if I'd ever go back ta Queens..." In other words there wasn't much of a chance. The dark haired girl sighed and ran her hands threw her hair, getting some of the tangles out. "Brooks is home, Smalls. It near killed me ta leave the first time--"

[Smalls]

Smalls grinned, sliding down to the dirty floor and resting her elbows on her knees. "Yeah, me too, remembah?" It had been a long times since her near death in Queens, long enough that she felt alright joking about it. She sighed then, her grin slowly fading as she noticed the sun light had shifted across the floor and was nearly gone. For her friend's sake more than her own, she certainly hoped they got fed tonight.

[Lucky Volpecillia]

She nodded with a half smirk, "Yeah, I remembah.." She sighed and set her head against her friend's arm in a show of companionship. And her stomach growled, she sighed. "We're Brooks, Smalls.... I can travel the world but when it comes right down to it-- it's where home is." She lifted her head and looked out the window. "Heh, times like this I wish my old man was still alive, he'd have had us out of here in no time..." One way or the other

[Smalls]

Smalls sighed. "Yeah me too, I don' know how were gonna get outta heah." She thought for a moment, leaning her head back against the cold brick. "I wondah how long we're gone b'fore Brooklyn starts wonderin' wheah we are.."