Tulio De León

Korso was sipping his coffee, but judged it too hot to drink just yet. He sat it down on the desk instead, picking up the file of the newcomer. They hadn't had a pyromaniac in here in a while. He'd be fun to play with. Most of the prisoners seemed to be in for possession of illegal drugs. That was boring, which was why he tended to let the more interesting prisoners in to his play-divisions. This one would make an excellent addition to his playthings.
He lifted his head from the file when he heard the big door being shoved open, and the new prisoner stood before him in his orange jumpsuit and handcuffs. The guard who had escorted him in released him of the cuffs and shoved him harshly down onto the chair. Korso was somehow grateful for that, he was getting sick of always telling people to sit.
He smiled at the man, but waited to see if he'd say anything first. Any complaints, any greetings, anything at all. Anything that would make him interesting.

What was this guard’s problem? He wasn't even struggling to say the least. Tulio scoffed at the prospect of the guard desiring to look tough. All the guard was doing was making their self appear to be a simple minded idiot to him. Tulio gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stay calm as the guard shoved opened the door. Tulio raised an eyebrow at only seeing a table in the middle of the room. There sitting at the table was a man holding a file. Probably in his late 30’s or 40’s? Tulio also wondered if the file was in relation to his case. The guard gripped him tightly as they forced led him to the one chair on the opposite side of the table, across from the man. He scowled darkly once the guard released him of his cuffs and shoved him into the chair. Well that was extremely rude. While rubbing his wrists, Tulio turned his attention to the man across the table from him. The male seemed to be smiling at him. Strange. Everybody else just scowled at him. “Mind teaching your guards some manners?” Tulio scoffed in a bored tone.

(OOC: Hi! :3 Oh dear~ I get the pleasure of meeting Korso first! XD I'll be in classes today, but I will reply as soon as I can ^^)

[OOC: No worries, I just got out of school myself xDD And yeah, hi! ]

He had to laugh a little and leaned in closer, as if telling the man a secret, but he didn't lower his voice.
"Dan here has a long history of violence, and recently got off a murder charge on account of lacking evidence... oh, and he's been working the last thirty hours without breaks. You'd be wise not to piss him off." He saved his lessons for the prisoners, the guards could treat them however they liked. They were all scum anyway.

(OOC: Just few more minutes of this class, then I'm free until chem lab XD Lucky! DX)

His eyebrows furrowed slightly at this information. Congratulations government, you just fucked up once again thought Tulio with a roll of his eyes. “Oh, isn't that just dandy. Another screw up made by the law. Isn't very much surprising though,” he muttered in a sarcastic tone. “I’m in here for burning down buildings for people who needed the money. While your guard is free of a murder charge that he probably committed.” He rubbed at his temple slightly, chuckling. “Ridiculous.”

"I know what you're in for," Korso answered amused, having already read his file several times.
"And he only killed a prisoner," he said as if that was as insignificant as swatting a fly. Besides, he was mostly innocent, it was always Korso who stood behind it. Of course, his guards were far too scared to tell the truth in a court. They all knew no one would believe them over him, and they'd only pay for their inloyalty later.
"You will be placed in the C Division, cell 4. You will have one meal a day, and you will keep quiet after 11pm. You will respect your authority figures and your cellmate and blah blah blah." How many times had he repeated these rules by now?

"Been doing your reading, I see," Tulio snickered, glancing over at the file. He wasn't too amused by the fact that the guard had killed a prisoner. It meant that Tulio had to remain calm around the guard. Remaining calm was easy for him, but he wasn't much in the mood to do so. "Well isn't that a pleasant fact to know about him," Tulio scowled, leaning back in the chair. He raised an eyebrow at the end of Korso's statement of the...rules. "Seems to me that you've said this quite a lot. I'm just guessing by the 'blah blah'." After saying this, he narrowed his eyes at Korso and commented, " Respect my authority figures and cellmate? Che, only if they respect me back."

"Your choice," he said and shrugged. He didn't mind if prisoners broke the rules, it only allowed him to have some special fun with them later. He'd have to break them one way or another, sooner or later, so he might as well teach them a lesson while he was at it. And he really did not care if he disrespected McCoppin.
"Your prisonernumber will be L24601. Don't worry, I won't let you forget it." Smirking, he was already planning a new branding of all the new prisoners that were joining them.

Tulio felt a slight sense of dread. He wouldn't let him forget the number? For some reason, he had an uneasy feeling from that reassurance. Also, the man's smirk was just adding onto that sense of dread that Tulio was feeling. Tulio shook his head of the dreaded feeling, sighing heavily in annoyance. "I got the number already memorized. I don't need you to remind me."

Well, just in case then, he thought and kept his smirk.
"Anything else I should know about you L24601? Anything that's not stated in your file?" he asked. There were always something, but some times the prisoners wouldn't tell. It didn't matter, he always found out the hard way instead in those cases.

Tulio stilled for a second as he registered the question in his mind. He smiled darkly at the revelation that he might be actually speaking to someone of the law that knew their stuff completely. This man had to have researched more into his background. Sighing softly, Tulio tilted his head to the side and chuckled. "How about you just find that out on your own?" If he ever did find out, then the male would be the first.

"Will do," Korso said nonchalantly and leaned back into his chair, letting his arms raise to his head to make some small form of headrest for himself. He always found out. Maybe not every detail about their past, but the important things. Like what would break them, what they cared about, the easiest way to get into their heads. Either they slipped up and told the other prisoners, in which case he'd know from his monitors, or he'd luckily hit a soft spot sooner or later. As unpredictable the prisoners were, when it came down to breaking them they were as predictable as a brick wall.

Tulio arched an eyebrow at the male's response, watching him with amused eyes. "Hn. Well don't you sound enthusiastic," he scoffed in a sarcastic tone. The secret information was easy to figure out, but Tulio still hadn't met anyone who could figure it out. So far, this man was suspicious. Or he just knew that everyone had a dark past.

He smiled, and for a while they exchanged nothing but amused looks. It was almost as if this man was challenging him, but Korso always accepted a challenge gladly. The other man however, would soon be a lot less cocky before him. If he only knew who he was talking to...
"Any questions before I send you to your cell?" he asked, shooting a glance at Dan in the corner. He'd been quiet this whole time, but his movements and facial expressions had told him he was impatient, and frankly, so was Korso.

Tulio sighed heavily knowing that his amusement was just going to end so soon. Just when things were getting good too. He sat up in the chair, following the man's glance to the guard. Tulio chuckled slightly at the sight of the impatient man. You signed up for the job, deal with it. He turned his attention back to the male in front of him and smirked. "Just one really. You never did introduce yourself. So what's your name?"

"And I thought you were a man who liked mysteries." He smiled, knowing he'd find out rather soon. The other prisoners had already started talking about him, so it didn't really matter. He liked teasing this man though.
He made a mental note to remember those words. You signed up for it, deal with it. He could use those exact words against him at a later point. Criminals deserved everything they got. And if he didn't like his treatment, he never should have even considered it.

Tulio chuckled, amused by the other man's statement. "Well you know so much about me..." he paused,gesturing to the file then continued, "It's only fair for me to know at least one thing about you. A name shouldn't be a problem to know." Although he had a a hunch that he'd probably hear a lot about this man soon. The man seemed to be amused by Tulio, just as Tulio was with him. Except the male's amusement with him...irked him. He didn't like that he was irked by this man's amusement. It meant trouble.

Korso grinned, knowing that this man pushing the question only meant that not knowing annoyed him. He didn't know why he felt a small victory in that, but he did. It was a small battle, but he'd won. Sooner or later he'd win the war as well.
"I think we're done here," he said and nodded to Dan in the corner who quickly stepped forward, grabbing De León's arm, about to escort him out of the room and into his new cell.

(OOC: Teehee <3 I enjoyed their meeting~)

Tulio rolled his eyes, standing up before the guard could roughly pull him up. "No answer, huh? Oh well." Tulio simply said in a bored tone. Perhaps a name was too much to ask for? Or the man just wanted to annoy him. Well he wasn't going to give him the satisfaction either way. "I reckon that I'll find out sooner or later," he snickered, before getting roughly escorted out of the room by the impatient guard.

[OOC: Me too Have fun with your cellmate! As soon as Moses is done with his beginning topic he'll meet you ]