Eva || New cell, new cellmate... new problems?

• I know that Eva's owner is inactive at the moment, so I didn't know if it was ok to start it, but I'll write here the same! XD

Jim walked into his new cell; he was still wondering why they changed him, why not keep the same cell for more time? Not that he wasn't happy to leave Sinbad, but he could meet a guy more crazy than him, and that was for sure!

"This cell sucks.." He muttered looking around: no beds, barrels, no walls and dead flowers. It seemed more like a torture room than a cell, even if there wasn't a lot of differences...
He sat down and waited for his new cellmate crossing fingers for a good one.

{ Sorry I've been so inactive! I couldn't get wifi on holiday, the password had been changed. Then as soon as I got back home, I caught a virus. I've been really sick, but I'm back now and okay! Though, my friend staying with me might have caught the bug now, so I might be slow replying to take care of her. I will do my best to get on though and reply when I can <3 Sorry again! }

Eva was relieved when she realised she was moving cells, any longer with the chinese woman and she was sure to have killed her. Whatever the extra time on her sentence may have been. Hopefully, she would get someone a little less indignant this time. She sighed, that was probably unlikely. Decent company was hard to find in prison cells.

Apparently, she was still being kept in C block, so she didn't have to walk far. A guard simply shoved her further down the corridor before pushing her into another. If it wasn't for being surefooted, she would have most likely stumbled. Turning around, she noticed a small-ish, dark haired boy in the corner. He seemed to have fairly childlike features and she couldn't help but wonder his age. Perhaps he was older than he looked. She realised she probably looked like she was "sizing him up" as some prison inmates did. She wasn't really that sort of inmate, so she simply shot him a half-smile and leant against the wall, tugging a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

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Jim raised his look when a blonde girl entered in the cell escorted by a guard,was she his new cellmate? Apparently yes.
Jim could help but watched her walking to the wall. Mixed cells now? That place was becoming weirdest day after day. Not that he didn't like some female company, but he had excepted at least separate cells for gender. He replied at her smile and woke up from his spot, after all everything was probably better than Sinbad till now.

"Hi..." he smiled awkwardly standing, he wasn't sure how to move with her: he wasn't surely a treat here, but what if she misunderstand his action?!

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Eva noticed his awkwardness, it was quite apparent he didn't feel particularly at ease. That could be due to a number of factors, she surmised. Either, it was due to the fact she was female and he was genuinely uncomfortable around women, or he just didn't know how to act in prison. She wasn't experienced in the latter either, if it was that which was bothering him. She had never been in jail before, but she wasn't worried about how she came across. As long as she didn't seem weak, she wasn't going to play that card any longer. Eva wasn't anyone's easy target.

"Hey," Eva tried not to smirk at the way he was standing, it was sort of adorable. If you were into that. "What's your name?" She decided small talk might help him to ease up slightly. So far, Eva couldn't have been more than relieved. She definitely preferred the nervous types to the in-your-face types. Though the latter could be attractive if it was played right. With Mulan, it had just seemed childish.

"I'm Jim." Jim smiled and sighed in relief, the girl seemed friendly and probably easiest to talk with.
He looked at her and finally relaxed a little his awkward pose, not sure how much time he could have hold that.
"Yours?" he asked after a few seconds pointing at her.

Eva was pleased when she noticed Jim begin to relax, that was a good sign. When people feel awkward, they become tense, on edge and when people are on edge, they lash out. She really didn't feel like getting into another prison fight so early on. Her fingers brushed against the cool stonework as she leaned back against the wall, her hair flopping over her face. She twisted a strand behind her ear before responding to Jim.

"Jenna," Eva replied slowly, her eyes flashing to look up at Jim briefly, studying his expression, before resting once more on the floor. It had only taken her a few moments to realise that disguises were useless here, but she still wasn't used to telling people her name so easily. It was more out of habit, than anything, that she lied.

"Well.." Jim smiled at her "Nice to meet you I guess..." he said and laid against the wall too.

Awkward... He thought starting to play with his fingers looking down at the floor; at the moment he didn't really know what to say, he couldn't obviously ask her why she was in prison: he didn't want to snoop in her personal life, even if that was a matter that really intrigued him. But after all what they could talk about together?!
All the topics he used with girls outside won't surely help the conversation there and would surely sound inappropriate.

Eva laughed at Jim's pleasantries, not in a mocking way, but more because it seemed so unnatural to hear given the circumstances. Her back slid against the wall, the friction tugging at her jumpsuit until she settled on the floor. There was no point standing, they were going to be here a while.

"You seem nice," Eva stated curiously. "Too nice for a place like this." Though, she supposed not everyone was as they seemed. She wondered what he could have done to end up here, but that wasn't a question you asked someone lightly. She'd lie, if he asked her. Jenna was a drug trafficker, though she didn't like to talk about it. Slowly, she was building up her character's back story. She wasn't even sure she knew what she was doing, or why she was doing what she was doing. She just knew she was.

Maybe she was just scared to let anyone see her for herself. Yet, she had dropped the act with Mulan before. With Korso. And those girls through the wall. Why pick it back up now? Perhaps she just needed some sense of familiarity in this god-forsaken place.

Eva fumbled with the zip on the front of her jumpsuit, pulling it downwards slightly to reveal a hint of the white tank top beneath. It made her feel a little more normal.

Jim raised his look "You seems nice too.." he smiled slightly, even if he wished to not have said that. Who could ensure that she was what she seemed?! What if she was a psychopath killer really good at acting and manipulate people. She didn't look like a serial killer or a junkie, but who knew in that place?!

"At least you aren't like my previous cellmate.." he laughed as he watched her pull down her zip.

Eva tried to withhold a bitter laugh when Jim stated how she seemed nice too, she seemed a lot of things to a lot of different people. It was her job. Had been her job. Instead, she forced herself to form a smile and nod in appreciation to his comment.

"Your previous cellmate?" Eva asked inquisitively, from his tone, she wondered what sort of cellmate he had been roomed with previously. It couldn't hurt to be prepared and know who else was in this prison with her. Although, perhaps she'd rather not know.

"A really arrogant guy.." Jim snorted "And a sort of pervert, I think..." he paused, he and Sinbad just talked but from their previous talk Jim could state that he surely wasn't a saint, but neither a good guy!

"I don't know if you watched the 'show' in the gym.." he looked at her curious to see if she actually watched it. "He probably got noticed there!" he smirked thinking at the scene.

"Ah," Eva nodded with understanding when Jim explained how his last cellmate had been arrogant. Mulan had been naive and her arrogance had resulted from her inexperience, she was glad it hadn't just been blind arrogance. She couldn't tolerate that very easily, Mulan had tested her nerves enough as it was. She laughed a little as Jim mentioned how he was a pervert too, relaxing slowly into his company.

"Well, I'm not a pervert, I promise you that," Eva smiled, running her fingers through her hair and relaxing against the wall. It was cold and solid, but she still felt exhausted. Her eyelids were fluttering and she could feel the weight of them, she was tired. Prison wore you out.

"I didn't." Eva frowned, shaking her head.. She had hated it enough when she had been forced to participate, she wasn't going to willingly watch the men do the same. Eva was glad she had gone off camera when she had. Though just thinking of Anya made her stomach whirl, the whole experience had been crazy and she was desperately trying to blot it from her memory.

"I would bet!" Jim laughed and moved his look away from her. Actually he enjoyed watching the girl's performance: so many good looking and, well, also hot girls dancing, moving and other stuffs in front of cameras. Wouldn't he at least enjoy it?!

He cleared his throat "Anyway that's a pity..." he mocked a sad voice "That was a great experience..."