[center][h1][color=9e0b0f]Reeves 'Reaver' Kamdo[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/114RYbFFFrA9Qk/giphy.gif[/img][/center]
[hr]

"Hey fuckface, wake up." 

A groan escaped Reaver as he stirred, followed by him opening one eye to glance towards the edge of his cell. "[color=9e0b0f]Now that could be anyone.[/color]" he said, before his vision took hold and he realized there were 4 guards standing before him, awaiting him to acknowledge they were there. Laying upon his cot, his hands behind his head and his feet propped up, he decided he didn't quite want to get up, which is probably what they wanted him to do. [color=9e0b0f]"Heya fellas. You guys here for a quickie? I'm sorry I'm a bit tired at the moment.[/color]" 

"Get the hell up before we beat you to death." the front guard said, his face grim and unamused. Kamdo sat up, but didn't exactly get up. "[color=9e0b0f]So, are you here to tell me how long I'm to stay here, or am I just going to be executed on the spot? It's not the punishment, it's the suspense. Can't take it anymore.[/color]" He sounded positively bored. They opened the cell without answering. "[color=9e0b0f]Fellas, come on.[/color]" 

One guard attempted to hit him square in the face. Reaver slid his arm up and under the swing, redirecting its course so as to keep it from hitting him. He used his other hand to strike the man under the ribs as he rose from the bed. "[color=9e0b0f]I will say one thing.[/color]" Reaver said as the guard he struck hit the wall. "[color=9e0b0f]The fitness program here aint bad.[/color]" It was 10 minutes later and bruise upon bruise between both sides that Reaver was in handcuffs and was lead into the room with the other inmates. Despite his sarcasm earlier, his gaze turned hard and full of wariness when he saw who was in here.

"[color=9e0b0f]Well well well.[/color]" he declared as they set him down in his chair. His glare was as a sharp as a dagger, though he held a wicked, closed mouth grin. At least two of these people had been on his 'to kill' list, and the others seemed like crazy sorts that were half getting along with them at the moment. He had no clue as to why they and he were here, but it couldn't be good. "[color=9e0b0f]Don't stop the conversation for my sake, guys, please.[/color]"