#lethalitisms02

[kleinstar]

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Eiden's got a talent in getting along with people and it seems like detention center's no exception. Who would want to be alone in a place like this anyway. Eiden has no business in coming easy target for bullying or whatever else they might be up to in here. Numbers are safety and so on....

But it might not be so easy with your cellmate huh?

Eiden sighs. Guess he'll just have to make more friends...? Or let them be. Whichever works the best he supposes. Nervously he waits as the guards open the door.

" ... he's out? "

Guard shrugs stepping out before he double locks the door.

What kind of attitude is that?! Aren't you the guard here?!

Eiden sighs tossing himself to the bed, hands under his head. The silence after some noisy chatter in the canteen feels strange but... He might have to get used to it for now... Or at least til the trial is over anyway....

How come these things always happen to me...?

It's not a long time spent on sulking when the doors opened again - pretty quick too, sending Eiden to seat up as his cellmate is brought over.

[kleinstar]

" That's... Hold on a second!! "

Eiden's shoulders squeeze up as he diverts his gaze for a second, half expecting some debris flying his way - the island is full of crazy strong people after all! It wouldn't be strange.

In the end nothing comes though. Eiden opens one eye slowly turning his head soon to meet the cracks on the wall --- talk about acting first, thinking next!!!

" ...dude, I have a chance of acquited!!!! And what does that even mean!!!! What happened to them?! "

Should he even ask!!!! To be fair that's not all that important right now anyway....

" Shouldn't you wait if they let you go first!!! They can't keep you here if you don't got anything too shady on you y'know!!! Shouldn't you at least wait to see if they'll just let you go?! "

"Don't worry, not our first time trying something like this--" Eddie sticks his tongue out of the corner of his mouth, hand going over the material. It would be easy, a simple punch and bam they're out. It wouldn't be right, but it's not like Eddie was here on good suspicion either. He forms a fist with his hand, a black and inky substance leaking from his wrists to cover it protectively, and he gives the wall a good punch.

It cracks, a large dent in the bricks. It surprises them, Eddie's eyes going wide. Right, Spirale isn't normal. Nothing like Ryker's, but hey, that's a good thing.

"Wow, that's tough." Hurt like a bitch, though. The symbiote offers him a chance to switch off his pain receptors, but he declines, shaking his head. Clawed fingers trace the cracks on the wall, pieces of it crumbling away. Not enough for their getaway, though. Not yet at least. He turns to Eiden, pointing at the wall. "Hey, uh, you coming with? Because the last time I left a guy in a cell, it didn't really end well. For anybody."

[kleinstar]

" Ohh a journalist huh! But ehh, just for that?" Pause. " ---oh wait uh.. man, my bad. "

Eiden too was caught near crimescene so it's not entirely strange after all. He'd used to do tresspassing quite a bit some years back but in less serious premises really. With friends, some guys... Nothing too exciting. That thing about the cops though?

" Uwahh, sucks big time.... "

" Sorry that happened... But hey, they'll let you out as soon as they're done looking that through maybe? "

He hopes so at least, the guy seems pretty chill.

" But hey, what crime was that anyway...? I haven't checked the newspaper here just yet... "

"Er, kind of (not really but it's complicated)." His fault, not his fault; who can really say? Eddie doesn't really want to call Murdock's office to make a confession about it ( not to mention, that court case was years ago; he doubts people really want to dredge it up now ).

"We-- I'm here for, uh, trespassing. I'm a journalist, so I try to do a lot of investigating. Got a bit close to the crime scene and they thought I was gonna steal something." He's more surprised about the fact that it's taken this long to get arrested for something like that, considering his past career, but he supposed it was better now than at a worse time.

"It's actually pretty silly. They told me we were allowed rights to interview some of the cops at the scene, but then they sort of forgot about it when I approached. Or it was a different set of cops. I don't know, they said they're just holding me here for a while but they took my phone . . ." He actually seems a bit upset about that.

[kleinstar]

" Hehe, that's true though! Not one of my top hangouts either", Eiden laughs," but whoaaa!! That sounds pretty interesting! Wonder what were they looking for then... "

Like straight from a mystery book... Journalist going after case and but ending up into a prison. Now the natural next step would be ...

" Huh?! "

" Waitwaitwait, hey HEY HEY!!! Hold on a second-- what do you mean punch?! "

"I hope they do. Not a big fan of being in jail. Uh, not like anyone really is." It's strange, isn't it? Being incarcerated in Spirale, with all the nonsense going on right now. Maybe they're trying to make sure this doesn't spread too far, whatever it is that's changing people.

"There was a breaking-and-entering down in the Golden Ward. The strange thing is that nothing's stolen . . . looks like whoever did it was looking for something that isn't there." A case in which the true victim is the perpetrator? Perhaps. Eddie won't come to conclusions just yet, but he can't really get to the bottom of it right now. Unless he decides to do something insanely drastic and definitely more trouble for later.

"You know . . . I could get the both of us out of here." He walks towards the other end of the cell, where the barred window is, and runs his hand along the wall. It seems to be 「 weak enough for us to break 」. "Yes. Hm. I could punch this wall for us."

[kleinstar]

Oops.

Caught staring Eiden's eyes quickly divert to the side, with an awkward laugh an all. Damn, Eiden you were supposed not to cause trouble here at least...

" Ahh, no, err... Still asking people to bring me stuff and all... Don't know how long I'll even be and so on. "

And there comes the question that's more than bound to have Eiden sigh. It's one heavy exhale too.

" I didn't do anything... " he mumbles, a little sulky tone almost.

" ...they found some cult leader in front of my store with one of toys I designed. Thought I stroke him into the head with that or something? "

It's almost peaceful, preferable, in here rather than out there. Eddie is just counting each rep he does, the symbiote is silently appreciating the physique, and Eddie doesn't even notice his cellmate being oddly quiet and non-obtrusive. It's nice. Too nice. Is Eiden plotting something?

"One-hundred and twenty-two . . ." He's sweating, muscles flexing as he lets go and settles on his feet, wiping sweat off his brow with his arm. "You don't have anything better to do? Listen to music, fashion a shiv or something?"

Eiden had been staring. Which Eddie wouldn't mind so much, if his past experiences in jail were just a little more pleasant. "What are you in for anyways?"

[kleinstar]

Eiden stares curiously, dropping a nod for a greeting.

" Ah, I'm Eiden -- "

'Oh the name's are similar' - Eiden bites his tongue, it's not an elementary school. He doesn't look too unfriendly but it might still make an awkward starter.

Eiden doesn't know if he'd describe the guy friendly looking but he is friendly enough for a greeting at least, it seems. He ends up watching as the guy sets himself up, unable to resist a glance over the bulging muscle.

And since there aren't exactly many other things to look at he ends up staring anyway.

It's not Eddie's first time incarcerated. Not his second time either, really. And neither is it the symbiote's, but it's the first time they've been in jail together, which seems like a massive oversight, but it's not like it's easy for menial prison guards to check for a hidden symbiote and it's not like Eddie wants to plan a massive breakout anytime soon ( the last time that happened, Carnage was born ). Compliantly, he walks towards his new cell, the cuffs on his wrists unlocked when they shove him into it. Scrawny kid, kind of looks familiar, but Eddie doesn't ask his symbiote why.

It's not a particularly big cell, which is a shame because Eddie is a pretty big guy, but the kid he's sharing the place with doesn't seem to take up a lot of space. "Hi. Name's Eddie."

He offers a polite wave, turns around, and pulls his arms out of the sleeves of his shirt. He ties them at his waist, clapping his hands together and rubbing them. Plenty of time to waste in here, and there's no rush to get out. Might as well get to work. Eddie grips the bars of their cell above him and starts doing pull-ups, counting each one.