[color=6ecff6][center][h2]Anisim Misolav[/h2][/center]
[center]Day 1, breakfast.[/center][/color]

[color=8882be][i]Anisim noted the arrival of each of the others with little more than a glance at each. After that he mostly ignored others; Preferring to focus on filling his belly with food he was certain he wouldn't see, much less taste, again until he was done with this gig. He paused at Aleksei's greeting, though he waited until he'd finished his plate to respond. As he filled it again, he gave the kid a second glance. He was a tough character, about the same age as Anisim, and he had killed before. Anisim wasn't sure how he knew that, but he was willing to bet his clothes that the boy had killed. Anisim nodded to Aleksei and replied, as a girl walked into the room.[/i][/color]

[color=6ecff6][u]Hello comrade.[/u][/color]

[color=f7941d][i]Interesting, the new arrival was also barefoot... What animal might you be darling? I notice she chose to sit next my neighbor in my peripheral vision. Interesting choice, but here comes the pet. I wondered what, if anything, she'd done to earn that title. A panther huh, sounds like she might be my kinda girl, pity I won't get a chance to pursue that option... wait. That might work actually... assuming of course she isn't lesbian or strictly master's plaything. Collars huh, how typical of these overbearing pimps. I'd have to see what I could do about that, on accident of course, but it's be interesting to know just how they intended to keep us contained. If it was an explosive collar I'd die of laughter at the fools for sure. I turn back to my second plate of food, paying little heed to the babbling pervert playing ring master.[/i][/color]