Evil Beauty

(OOC: Title lend from a beautiful song I hope you don't mind xD)

Jane ignored her cellmate and walked to the bars instead. Who would be the new guard of this cell? She was sure it wasn't Sinclair. The last cell she had, was more... luxurious. Caring of such cells doesn't seem to fit her.

"Hello?", she called out. Somehow, she wasn't expecting someone to answer or even react to her. She was just a prisoner. And she must'v e got one of the worst cells.

"You expecting an echo?" Dean asked, from the shadows. He didn't step out, feeling he could have more fun if he stayed in the shadows where he was.

Jane blinked surprised. Someone really answered. A deep sigh flew out of her mouth. It seemed like it was a man.

Again.

Jane stroke through her hair and took a strain in her hand, starting to play with it. "Sometimes I do.", she answered. "Seems like my thoughts became truth."

"Truth is in the eye of the beholder." Dean said, quoting something.

He didn't remember, so it wasn't important to him to do so. "Not liking the co-ed cells?" He asked, referring to her sigh after he first spoke.

Jane smirked. "True.", she stated, letting go of her strain.

"And no, the cell isn't really the problem, I'm used to it. The problem is the thing with the guard, I guess. Since you are the one taking care here means, my earlier guard is somewhere else and I can't talk to her.", she sticked out her tongue shortly. "Doesn't mean, I don't mind to meet you. This floor surely has his nice sides as well."

"Hmm, so you enjoyed your stay with Sinclair, huh?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at her words. He wondered if Korso knew about that.

And he says I'm soft. He thought, sarcastically.

"Maybe I did? Why do you care?", Jane raised an eyebrow. "I'm the prisoner here."

She tapped at the bars like earlier in her other cell and tried to figure out, how to get him walk towards her. She wouldn't undress herself like in the stupid contest before, she wasn't like those women who had done everything inside there to win the prize. Eventhough of her past, she was still raised as a lady.

"Are you shy or are you just afraid of me?", she asked sarcastically. 'The thing with the respect seems to leave you, Porter.', she scolded herself, but ignored that little voice inside her. There was another one, and it was so much more fun to listen to that.

"Oh, just looking out for the well being of my fellow guard." Dean said, with a slight hint of sarcasm.

"Not a fan of the smell." He stated, with a shrug. He had a feeling she wanted him near the bars and he wasn't going to play into her game.

It made him wonder how things went between her and Sinclair though...

"I didn't harm her.", Jane shrugged. "It was actually a lot of fun talking to her."

"Do I already smell weird?", Jane sniffed at her clothes and turned slightly up her nose. "You're right, I did smell better before I came in here. But it isn't as worse at it can be. I guess that'll take a few more days.", she chuckled. "I think you are afraid of me. Though I might be the one less fearsome here."

"Hmm, you don't say?" Dean asked, raising an eyebrow. He thought for a moment before letting out a chuckle. "Oh, yeah, give it time; it will be much, much worse..." He said, before scoffing at her next comment.

"You overestimate yourself." He stated, leaning casually against the wall. "I don't have a fear of you... It's more of a loathing, actually." He said, with a causal tone.

Jane tilted her head, looking at him. "Ah, that explains a lot.", she leaned against the wall next to the bars, her hands behind her back. She lifted her head to the ceiling and looked at it for a moment, before she turned her head back to he place where the male voice was coming from.

"And still you aren't satisfied with your work."

"Hmm, how did you arrive at that conclusion, Doctor?" He asked, sarcastically. If he could change the way things were in some areas of his job and life... he would...

But everyone was like that.

(OOC: I'm soooo sorry for taking forever to reply v.v Had a lot of stuff going on with work XP I'm sorry, hun <33333}

"I can here that by the sound of your voice. Ah, don't roll your eyes, I had enough patiens to know how they feel like by their facial expressions and voice.", she shook her head.

"My job is my job; it pays well and I can sleep better at night knowing people like you are stuck here." He stated.

{OOC: sorry it's short, getting a call XP}

"People like me...", she nodded like she understood. "And still there always appear more and more people like me.", she chuckled sarcastically. This conversation began to amuse her. Not even that the guard in the shadows seemed to be bored and lazy somehow, he even wanted to bring her down.

"There are also a lot of other well paid jobs out there. Something that would be easier for you...", she teased.

"The more that appear, the more this place will become more crowded." He stated, knowing a lot would end up here...

Eventually...

"Ha! In this recession? No, there isn't. Besides, easy isn't what I want." He said, having to have a laugh at her mention there are a lot of other jobs out there...

Where has she been?

"Ah, so you are just bored, cause you don't have any interesting to do.", she raised an eyebrow like she now fully understood his attitude. "That means your boss is an ass or he thinks you're an idiot.", she nodded again, sitting down on the ground.

"I hope he isn't both...", she looked around interested.

"No, not bored, I chose to work here." He stated, finding it amusing she was trying to figure him out.

He let out a chuckle when she said Korso was either an ass or thinks of him as an idiot. "Oh, you got him pegged." He said, smirking. "He doesn't like me much, even if I do whatever he orders me to do." He said, with a shrug.

Jane kept silent for a some time. "I know that feeling.", she mumbled shortly after a while. Her mood changed and she sighed, striking through her hair.

"Do you?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. He loved learning more about the prisoners... It helped out later on when they needed to have some fun with them.

"Do you really like to know?", she turned her head to him, blinking playfully. Then laughed.

"Give me a good reason, and I might tell you."