[center][color=f7976a][h2][color=ed1c24]Rueyn aka The Reaper[/color][/h2]
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[color=ed1c24][i]Noise... always so much noise... Shut the fuck up, all of you.[/i][/color]
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[color=ed1c24]“Not as alien to me as it may be to others. Aye, that’s my name,”[/color] Rue nodded in reply to Randolph, locking eyes with him. [color=ed1c24]“My race, as a whole, tends to stay in their own realm for the most part. Humans who think all demons are evil plague this realm, and many a demonkin has been slain simply for being a demon traveling through the realms at the wrong time. I’m willing to converse with you, I’d like to hear these theories of yours. Perhaps I could even tell you how my race came to be, if we get to it.”[/color]

Rue actually enjoyed such conversations, but in a place like this, filled with the kind of creatures and beings as it was, they were sorely lacking. She rolled her eyes so hard she could swear she saw her own brain when Meier asked who amongst them all was the strongest, forevermore exasperated by what she saw as a pointless goal. She stood by what she said about there always being someone stronger than you, the fact that the motherfucker was locked up right now should be proof of that but no one ever said you could successfully educate a rock. Oh wait, that was an insult to rocks, at least actual rocks didn’t actively seek out fights to the death without a care for anything other than increasing their own strength. 

[color=ed1c24]“Are you fucking serious? Count me the fuck [b]out[/b],”[/color] Rue replaced her mask with a snarl and narrowing of her unnaturally colored eyes, the scar on the left side crinkling with her expression. [color=ed1c24]“I’m not subscribing to this pointless pissing contest just to get myself locked up in solitary. On second thought, that might be nice, actually. Maybe then I could pretend everyone really [b]did[/b] just die in a hole to leave me in peace.”[/color]

She then laughed at Ameliya’s comment about most men burning up all the same, appreciative of such humor and deadly promise, and also at Kailani stuffing the rest of the candied cubes she had given her into her mouth. Another reason why she ended up liking females better was how they would sass you sass and the fact that some of them didn’t even know they did. Something about a woman being sassy, bad ass and maybe even a little crazy made Rue want to purr. 

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[color=f7941d]”Maybe we can measure how strong we are; if we tell each other what our superpowers are? I'm curious what you guys can do?[/color]”
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Rue furrowed her pierced eyebrows, the dark blue studs gleaming in the light. She wasn’t going to just give away how strong she really was, surely the others wouldn’t be so open as to outright admit the whole truth of their abilities? Eh, even if they did, it was their funeral if someone found their weakness and killed em.

[color=ed1c24]“I can’t do as much as I used to outside of this shithole with all of these dampening cuffs on,”[/color] she rumbled darkly. [color=ed1c24]”But I can still rip a man apart with ease and disappear into the shadows, two of my favorite things. Especially if I just killed someone and then disappear. Mmm it’s fun.”[/color] she left out the fact that they usually deserved it somehow. Let them think of her as cold blooded monster, ruthless and capable of a heavy amount of carnage even without most of her supernatural abilities. She didn’t want anyone trying to use her. She was [b]done[/b] with that bullshit.

Rue noted the action that was too quick for normal eyesight as Meier chunked off a piece of the metal tray and hid it in his hand, something she doubted anyone else saw and made a mental note to stay the fuck out of this one if it came to an actual fight. She was in no mood to get her ginger candies revoked so soon after she just got her ration of it for the next two weeks. Rue was tempted to get up and leave right then and there, but decided against it when she heard a familiar voice above all the others, one that actually made the Reaper give a rumbling churr in response to it, pleased at the arrival of the new person. 

The red headed demon smiled under her mask as a young woman on the taller end of petite with rainbow woven hair done up in pig tails appeared, wearing the usual prison outfit whose shirt had been rtorn or cut to show off her midriff and whose pants showed peeks of her legs, the scraps from which appeared to be what was holding up her hair. Iris was a loudmouthed, crazy ass bitch who liked to start fights and Rue actually kinda liked her. 

Especially since her recent lockup had been the result one of the other inmates making a snide comment about Rue's face being so ugly to need a mask and Iris, who happened to be nearby had then leaped onto the inmate before Rue could turn around and violently remove his tongue from his for uttering such words. 

Rue had merely watched with great pleasure as Iris did her best to rip the guy's face off screaming, [color=ec008c]"How's about we borrow yours then huh?!”[/color]. Two months of good behavior and they let her out again, Rue was pleased to see. She wanted to say something to Iris about it, as they had never previously spoken much before then, and Rue felt Iris deserved her respect for immediately punishing the asshole on her behalf when she didn’t need to. Even crazy people had reasons for doing crazy shit and Rue wanted to know what Iris’s was. 

Rue looked over at Iris with a wink and another smile under mask as the smaller female gave shoulder a playful nudge.

[color=ec008c]“Hey boo, what's new? Give me the deets!”[/color] Iris was chaotically herself, as always. Rue happened to love Chaos. [color=ec008c]“Strongman Dan! Whatchyou doin' wit all dat junk inside dat trunk huh? You pickin' fights again?”[/color]

[color=ed1c24]“Doing his damnedest to start one, it seems,”[/color] Rue told her, offering her a few candied ginger cubes. [color=f26522]“They let you out on good behavior? They didn’t appreciate your attempts at demasking the skin from his face, or so I heard.”[/color] 

Rue heard quite a lot in this shithole. Some of it useful for possible escape and leverage against others. Most of it was useless posturing and pissing contests. Like the one that was trying to get started at these two tables.[/color][/center]