The Complex

[Tempest (Red Panda)]

(Ready when you are!)

[Farewell]

Voices... The voices faded in her mind as she stayed in complete silence. In her cell The lights were dimmed down, one large bed in the corner, and the cell was made of steal. Zaida laid on the bed curled as her tail swayed in its regular pattern. Her glowing eyes scanning around slowly and carefully. The Serynx looked at the other cells, inmates, and guards.

[Tempest (Red Panda)]

Tempest softly giggled to herself, swinging back and forth from a bar of the top bunk. She eventually dropped down and peeked through the bars, waving to a guard and blowing him a kiss, giggling like an innocent child. She splayed out on the floor and hummed to herself.

[SadDubwool]

*Red was being escorted by guards,his jumpsuit in a fresh coat of blood*

[Tempest (Red Panda)]

She perks her ears up and walks to the door. "Hm..who's he?"

[Farewell]

The Rhino held the cuffs dragging him behind as a panther marched behind keeping the rifle on his back some blood on his uniform, They stopped to the cell.
Zaida looking through the glass watching, her ears laying back.
The feline scanned his card and typed a code before the steal door had hissed before sliding open. "Get inside" he said with little patiences the rhino pushing him forward with a snort.

[Tempest (Red Panda)]

She softly giggled and waved at the new member.

[Cifero Windtail]

Name: Zanthe Kalonike


Age: Unknown; appears to be on the younger side, but not too young.

Species: Catfox

Appearence: A very plain, but clearly feminine, body type; her fur is white, and she has heterochromia iridium (one eye is blue and the other is yellow) 

Reason for arrest: Assassination of numerous people through the use of disguise and guile; her plain body made it easy to assume multiple identities. She only killed terrible people, and acted to better the world, but she was seen as a danger to certain underground groups after the incident in Bangladesh and was sent here after being framed for something awful.


Powers(if any): She is a "walker" and can turn into a coyote at will, though only her undergarments go with her. She also has a immunity to many forms of magic and an increased healing rate. She never scars up and, given enough time, can regenerate lost body parts or body features. She's very versed in the art of death.


Clothing: She'll wear most anything. Her usual getup is a pair of shorts or pants and a full or cut-off tank top.

[Cecilia Peromi]

Cecil was with the two other gaurds, watching them place the new prisoner in his cell, he looked at the other inmates. Cold-blooded, sadistic killers they were, at least now they were in a position where they could do no harm to others.

[The Past]

Jio sat on his mattress with a blank stare at the cell wall. This was the bear's most common state. Given the event that brought him here, one might assume his head was full of monstrous plotting. But that was never the case for him. In fact, this was one of the rare times where it was occupied by a clean chaos, nothing dwelling upon the incident. He was content, or at least apathetic, but he could not hope to stay that way, for it was sure to coax all the demons out from the filthy crawlspace of his mind.

[Cifero Windtail]

How did this happen? Zanthe wondered, staring at the wall of her cell and trying to figure out why they would think her responsible for something so terrible. No one even knew about her work as an assassin, so who the hell brought the Serbians into it? There's something corrupt here... someone must've paid someone else off. There's no other explaination. Sighing, the catfox went over to the unbreakable mirror and lifted her shirt. The wounds on her abdomen were already healing, though it was only yesterday that one of the other inmates had tried to kill her... with a switchblade. A very nice switchblade. One she had managed to hide on her person while the guards were busy subduing the crazy fur. He'd done a pretty decent job of trying to cut her to ribbons, but where did he even get the knife? Sighing, the catfox traced one of her wounds which had already faded to a faint scar, then pulled her shirt back down and walked over to her bunk. I'll have to find a way out of here... At least I have a tool now. Zanthe laid back with her hands behind her head, not really paying attention as the new guy was brought in.


(Is it alright if Zanthe has a very small pocket dimension that she can store smaller items in? Or a limited amount of items?)

[Tempest (Red Panda)]

The red panda chattered and romped over to the mirror, touching her white face tattoo and purring. She had gotten it for him, because of him, and like him, it was now a part of her forever. She went back over to the door to check the time, her tail swishing back and forth. A guard walked past and she smiled at him, giving him a little wink.

[Farewell]

The rhino shoved him into the cell and the panther took him cuffs off before hitting him with the butt of the rifle and the cell doors shut. Mumbling under his breath with anger, he glanced at the prisoners "**censor**" he hissed before walking down the hall, the rhino giving a gruff walking off.

[Naval]

(Hmmm looks cool, Mind if I make a guy?)

[SadDubwool]

*Red looked down at his blood covered shoes*