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Rough night? Run one red too many? Mistaken identity? Drunk and disorderly? Some other minor misunderstanding with the law? Whatever you did, you’re in holding for now. And like it or not, you’ve got company.

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with a conversation starter to your new cellmate(s). “What are you in for,” is always a classic.

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to chat up your new cell-pal, dibs the clean bench, set some ground rules, establish dominance. Whatever you gotta do.

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Spike Spiegel | Cowboy Bebop

[redroseblues]

[ Spike was hungover and sore. He had cuts and bruises on his hands, arms and face from what was clearly some kind of altercation. He threw one of his arms over his eyes and grumbled over at the person sharing the cell with him. ]

Would you keep it down? I'm trying to sleep.

[disgustinglygladtolive]

Huh? I was loud?

[Yes, Noé Archiviste doesn't actually know that he sleeptalks (and moves in his sleep, not really. And he's just woken up.]

[redroseblues]

Yeah. Very.

[ He let one eye show from under his arm, and it showed a rather hateful look over at the stranger. ]

So if you could keep it down, I don't have to make you.

I've been so busy with moving out... but, yay, Spike :)

[disgustinglygladtolive]

I... will?

[slightly confused.]

But I don't think you could make me. If only because I'm a vampire and I... think you're a human, at least?

Tsume | Wolf's Rain

[clawandscars]

[Don't mind the aloof teenager off in the corner of the cell. His arms are folded, his sunglasses are on, and he doesn't seem to care one whit that he's been caught and is now stuck in jail. He's certain he'll be getting out soon enough anyway.]