Great, now Faith could say she got arrested on more than one land body. First the continental United States and now Hawaii.  Nice huh, and to think she covered the damn crime beat, doing pieces on criminals and writing stories about bad things going down. Now she was the story, how embarrassing.  Her dress was ruined, her hair sticky from the melted mess on the floor from where she and Evie..aka Crazy Bitch, rumbled, and her nose was bleeding. At least the cops were nice enough to dig out a first aid kit, pronounce her nose NOT broken, and clean some of the blood away so she could breath.  They didn't untie her hands though. Fuckers.

Huffing with pent up rage, she glared across the space and bars at the two women in the other cell. Musing quietly about how maybe CB should have been put into one with a little extra padding on the walls. She didn't say it out loud though. Not yet. Right now Faith knew she was angry and hurt and humiliated. Oh no, that's not how she rolled. Sneaky, and mean and verbally sly, that was her game. Maybe publish a hearty article about the signs of "Psycho Bitchism" and how to look for them in the general population.

At least she wasn't alone. Nori was there, and for all the faults the girl might have, Faith was willing to add her to her best friend's book right now. She stood up for Shane, which meant she was cool people. The matter of HOW Nori knew Shane though,  Faith would ask that for later...oh wait.  Giggling quietly, and wincing at the pain in her ribs Faith grinned over at the skinny gal.

"Well hey, I'm here you're here...Don't think we're going anywhere we could do it here.  Give the other crazies (cough cough) something to focus on besides the voices in their heads."

Sneaky, and mean, and verbally sly, kind of like that.



-- Edited by Faith Danovan at 03:53, 2008-05-26

-Shane was telling Crawley a bedtime story. The little dear tucked in with one of those clean finger bones being sucked on. Shane perched on the edge of the bed reading the story from a book she had picked up. Lips set in a sneer as she saw the happy ending.-

When the Queen heard this she was very glad; for now she knew the name; and soon after came the Dwarf, and asked, "Now, my lady Queen, what is my name?"

First she said, "Are you called Conrade?" "No."

"Are you called Hal?" "No."

"Are you called Rumpelstiltskin?"

"A witch has told you; a witch has told you!" shrieked the little Man, and stamped his right foot so hard in the ground with rage that he could not draw it out again. Then he took hold of his left leg with both his hands, and pulled away so hard that his right came off in the struggle,

-At this point the book said that Rumpelstiltskin hobbled away, but Shane thought that was a crock of shit. Clearing her throat she wrote a new ending.-

Then he pulled his right leg out of the ground and beat the sneaky bitch Queen over the head with it. Bludgeoning her again and again until the walls of the palace were sprayed with her blood and dotted with the slick grey lumps of her brain. Then he stole her baby and took it to the forest, using the childs fatty meat to flavor his evening stew. And Rumpelstiltskin lived happily ever after.

-There that was much better. The book was closed and she tossed it onto the other side of the bed before leaning down and kissing Crawleys forehead. Careful to be quiet she left the room and left the door just a crack open. When the phone rang she frowned. Someone was gonna wake up her baby. Picking it up with a hiss she heard Noris voice. The girl started to tell the tale, peppering it with one four letter word after the other. By the time she was finished Shane was laughing so long and hard that she was surprised she didn't give herself a hernea.-

"Ok ok A.C. I'll be there in a bit. Just need to arrange for ssssome bail. You just keep an eye on Faith. If anything elsssse happenssss to her I will be very put out."

-Nori was a good girl. The nickname A.C. was a recent development, standing for AntiChrist. As soon as she hung up the phone, still chuckling, she dialed the number one on her speed dial. Calling good old Ash Redfern. Three favors he owed her and she was calling one in now. Boy, they didn't last as long as they used to. She was seriously rethinking this whole companionship deal. Seemed to put a crimp in her style. Would be worth it though to see the look on the girls faces. Shane wondered what happened to the Shane Sucks side of the fight, and who those people were. No matter. Phone rang and she waited for him to pick up.-

"Hello ssssleepy head. Time to pay the piper Assshesss. I need to call in one of my favorssss."

The phone on the bedside table began to vibrant and Ash vaguely heard the protesting moans of those in the big bad. Silents arms tightened around him as he tried to shift carefully and climb over her to get out of the bed. Wood floors were cold beneath his feet as he grabbed the phone. Leaning down a soft kiss was placed on his mates temple before he moved away from the bed, flipping the phone open just as he was going through the door and towards the kitchen. Evies voice on the other end was paniced and her voice was being shoved into his head at the same time. Like turning a dial on a radio he tuned her out of his head to just try to listen to what she had to say.

"You're in jail?"

His tone sounded slightly sarcastic as though he didn't actually believe her. As the story continued his face grew more somber. Every now and then he gave a nod. Fingers ran through his black hair leaving it sleep toussled and in disarray. Tired of standing in the dark kitchen he reached for the small switch above the stove. A small whirring noise sounded in the stillness as the kitchen was cast in the sick yellowish glow of the electric bulb. As he listened he moved through the kitchen on autopilot, getting down his french press and turkish coffee blend and starting to set up for a pot of coffee. The grounds were added and topped with hot water then left to steap. Three minutes and he'd have his morning sludge.

"Listen just stay put," As if she had a choice. "I'm going to leave and come get you. Tell the officer on duty your boyfriend is Marshall Redfern and he...I am coming to pick you up."

The blue shield could be a wonderful thing at times. If he were just a Fed it might be different, but he was officially working as one of them. It tended to come in handy. The phone was closed with no goodbye and he set it down beside the French Press before going back into the bedroom to pull on a pair of sweatpants over his boxers. They were a pair that was just like the other dozen he owned. Black with the fabric ending just below the knee. A built in holster at the small of his back where he was at the moment clipping one of his sidearms. Badge was taken from the top of the dresser and clipped to his waist and he was pushing into a pair of black Nike running shoes when he heard the vibration of the phone on the counter again. They let her have two phone calls? Grabbing the only t-shirt he had with sleeves still attached from the drawer he moved towards the kitchen again, this time shutting the bedroom door behind him. Shirt was being pulled over his head as he reached for the phone. Seeing Dinas name his heart thudded in his chest.

"Dina, is everything alright at Thirteen Moons. Is your mother alright."

It was his first thought, couldn't be helped. It never occured to him that she was in jail too and when she said it he had to fight not to say 'no fucking way'. Evie hadn't said anything to him about Dina. Then again maybe neither of them knew who the other was calling. She started telling him what happened and he stopped her quick as he pushed the plunger on the French Press down.

"I know Dina, Evie already called me. I'm about to leave the house. Listen I have a Detective working for me that used to work the beat. He'll know some of the people up there. I'm gonna send him ahead of me to talk to them. Just...don't do anything."

Shutting the phone again he stuck it in one of the many pockets hidden on those sweats. He felt like a dad woken in the middle of the night. Opening the cabinets he grabbed one of his Starbucks travel mugs and popped off the top so he could pour the thick Turkish coffee into it before shutting it up again. A quick not was left on the counter to let Silent know where he had gone. Grabbing his keys off the counter he was on his way out the door. And to think, this was supposed to be his one day in the decade that he slept in. Yet here he was not awake ten minutes, coffee in hand, sun not even up yet, and on his way to the county jail. Nice. As he walked down the steps of the porch the phone in his pocket vibrated and he was tempted to smash the thing.

"Oh bloody hell, what now."

Pulling it out of his pocket he looked at the screen and was ready to just go back to bed when he saw Shanes name. Somehow....and he didn't know how....he was positive she was responsible for this. Opening the phone he wedged it between shoulder and ear so that he could talk while unlocking and opening his door. Ash answered with the usual 'Redfern" and then her hissing voice started in on him. Getting in he strapped the seatbelt around him and reversed out of his space to head down the long driveway leading out of their land.

"What do you want Shane. I don't have any patience left so just cut to the chase."

She explained about Faith and Nori and all the pieces clicked together in his mind. Had everybody lost their minds? God, that's what he got for trying to get a good nights sleep. All hell broke loose.

"Meet me outside the jail. DO NOT go in without me or I will just shoot you and face down the murder rap on my own. I have an officer on his way over there right now to talk to the clerks office. As long as none of them presses charges then we should be fine."

Shane was as off the grid as a person could get, and he knew that meant she did not want to be on cameras inside the police station, or take a chance at being remembered connected to this. So his threat was more just him being cranky than anything because he knew she wouldn't go in without him there to make her look legit. Hell she couldn't even show the clerk a drivers license at the desk. Thus the calling in of a favor he supposed. Though this favor was much better than the last. If he could get Faith thrown into jail just two more times on minor charges then he would be free of Shane. It was a thought. Hanging up before she could respond he immediately dialed up Detective Carlson. He was at the station already so he just gave him the names of the four women in custody and told him to go and have the clerks start processing the paperwork. There would be no bail necessary. With no charges being pressed they would have been released eventually anyway, he was just speeding up a slow beaurocratic process.

When she finally had gotten herself calmed down enough to speak with Ash in their own manner of communication, she ... well, she still wasn't calm enough to make complete sense. She hadn't even mentioned who had called her crazy, or who was currently sitting next to her. Poor Dina ... she looked like she was going to throw up an organ. Luckily, she seemed to have some sort of experience with this stuff, and before Evie could say 'Cool Hand Luke,' she was out of her cuffs. "Thanks." Sighing deeply, Evie leaned back against the bars, massaging her wrists. Stupid ... handcuffs. It was then that she noticed Dina's poor state, her grey eyes going wide. "Dina? Hey, Dina." A gloved hand rose to touch her shoulder gingerly, her brow creased with concern. "Fuck." Dina needed a doctor, not a jail cell.

Standing, Evie wrapped her hands around the bars, calling to the officers who were relatively nearby. "Excuse me! Officers!" They ignored her, so Evie tried again. "HEY! Fellas!" And still, they only told her to pipe down. So, she pulled the crad that Ash had gift-wrapped for her. "Hey! My boyfriend is Marshall Ash Redfern, and I'm pretty sure he outranks all of you, so. If you don't get his girlfriend's friend the medical attention that she is entitled to, before he gets here to pick me up? You're pretty much up a shit creek in a leaking boat." There was silence in the jail for just a moment, Evie staring cooly at the men outside of the bars. It wasn't long before they took action, calling for a doctor. "Thank you." Turning on her heel, Evie sat down next to Dina who looked just about ready to pass out. "Don't worry, you're gonna be fine."

Leaning to the bars again, Evie called, "And I also expect to get a few wet paper towels that the other ladies in our adjoining cell got?" These were fetched, as well. Luckily, at least a few of the people here knew Ash. Knew he was a badass mother. Which meant they were smarter than she had originally thought.

A glare was sent towards Nori and Faith. Bitches. Wiping at the disgusting sticky mess that was formerly known as ice cream, and starting to smell like ass cream, Evie grumbled before looking to Dina, beginning to mop up some of the dried blood. "You feeling okay? Ash'll be here soon. Don't worry."

Nori chose to stay awake, rolling over scenrios in her head. Although the yelling from the next cage over made her turn her head and stare at Evie.  When she said Marshall what color was left in Nori's face drained away.  The last thing she wanted to do was get messed up with the Feds.  Those fuckers where not people you play with.  Dead eyes turned to Faith as she gave Evie a piece of her mind and flicked her off.  A snicker on her lips as she watched in mute satisfaction.  She sure was a firecracker that Faith.  Once she took her seat back on the cot, Nori had to grin at her like she had just ate a canary.

"Wonder if her boyfriend knows how fucking crazy she is?"

Again this was said more then loud enough for Evie to overhear.  Nori didn't make any attempt to be nice or disguise the vemon in her voice.  A snicker given as she glanced down at her nails picking the milkshake and blood mixture out from under them.

"Wouldn't trust a man who dated some fucking looney bin, her insanity might have leaked into him, turned his brain to fucking mush."

She smirked faintly leaning forward despite the protest of her back and fixated her glare on Evie.

"Hey, Looney Lucy, is that how you solve everything?  Throw your big bad boyfriends' name around?  Real fucking cool, princess.  Real cool, makes you look like a whiney little bitch to me.  And besides, your the crazy fucks that threw the first punches.  Have fun beatting an assault charge, princess."

Nori leaned back feeling triumphant, for the first time in a fight she didn't start it.  Although she had ment too, but Dina and Evie had thrown the first punches and therefore Faith and Nori could always claim self defense.   Life was good, as long as the Marshall didn't try to interogate her.  He wouldn't get shit from her, hell to the no.

[insert log of Interrogation in here]

Evie wanted so badly to go apeshit again, but she knew that that wouldn't help her case whatsoever. With a sigh that sounded more like a growl, Evie looked to Faith, saying in a voice that sounded reasonably rational. "Okay, whatever. I'll stop talking to you if the two of you stop fucking provoking me, okay? Just ... f'kin' ... truce."

See? That sounded pretty rational. And if they didn't want a truce, then Evie could just point that out to the judge, if she ever had to talk to one. The more crazy person cracks they made, the more Evie realized it was a huge chink in her armor. She was so angry and upset at times that she couldn't breath, but she'd just remind herself that Ash was coming. And all was well. She just wanted to get the hell out of there. The walls were just a little too close, and the more she was called a crazy person, the more she thought about the years she'd lost to the inside of a padded room. This was dangerous to her health. Ash needed to be there, stat.

The louder Nori sang, the more Evie realized that she was, without a doubt, the spawn of Lucifer. Which would make sense, why she was so very in love with Shane. Putting her head in her gloved hands, Evie leaned down, shifting in her dress so that she wasn't flashing, even if it only was the stark wall. Evie had some class, thank you. Sure, she'd been straddling Faith and wailing on her earlier that night, but still. She wasn't going to sit like a lumberjack when she was wearing a dress.

"For the LOVE of all that is HOLY ... pleaseletmediehere."

Evie visibly relaxed as Dina returned, nice and patched up. No pun intended. The longer she had been gone, the more difficult it was to withstand the two in the other cell. They were bitches who liked to gang up, and Evie was at the end of a very frayed rope. Evie usually would have shrugged off any sort of arm around her shoulder, but tonight was a small exception. Sighing, Evie allowed herself to be hugged, returning the sentiment with a pat on Dina's leg. After all, she didn't know where the woman wasn't hurt.

The apology was answered by the shaking of her head, eyes on the top of the cell. "Don't apologize for something that isn't your fault." Sighing, Evie stood, slipping out of the comfort of Dina's arms. She started pacing slightly, eyeing the cages. Yeah, she was starting to get a little antsy, and the evil peanut gallery next door wasn't helping at all. She did halt, however, at Dina's comment. Chapman -- Llydia? Llydia was her mom? Evie kept her astonishment to herself, making a mental note to get her ass in the loop concerning who knew who. She resumed pacing, anything to calm her nerves.

The Shane question had her lips pursing, eyes flickering to their next-door neighbors. She wouldn't speak as loudly as they had, and she'd stick to the unbiased facts. "An insane bitch." Okay, well. She was a little biased. Sighing, Evie's pacing continued. "She's the snake leader. Kadra, I think it's called." She was also a murderer and an attempted murderer and the reason why Evie was the human servant to a vampire who was half a millennia old and connected to the Ulfric of the local pack. She loved Marcus, and she loved Ash. But, needless to say, things had gone very differently from what she'd planned. Some things were better, and other things were ... complicated. "I'm not her biggest fan ... and I'm pretty sure she'd like to see me on a spit." Just a hunch/

With a growl, Evie shouted to the heavens, but with intent towards Faith, "For the love of GOD. Please! Shut the fuck up!" Her gloved hands raked through her hair, making her grimace slightly. Stupid ... busted knuckle. "I wasn't talking to you, and I wasn't even doing the whole, pre-teen 'talk super loud to make a retarded point' thing that you morons have mastered." Stalking to her bunk, Evie lay down, turning away from them. Her tongue darted out, tasting the sore part of her busted lip. It was already feeling better.

Grumbling as she shifted in the bunk, Evie muttered to herself, maybe only reaching Dina's ears, "if I wanted to listen to an asshole sing ... I'd fart." Gotta have a sense of humor, even when ... you're in jail. Oye, vey.

Dina straightened, her eyebrow rising in a way that Evie would find very familiar.

"So, she's a queen of snakes? Likah snake lycan?" She thought about it for a moment, surprised. She didn't think there could be snake lycans. She'd always assumed that there was a human weight to animal weight ratio to take into account. Which was why there weren't rat lycans or bird lycans. But if there were snakes...well then she supposed there could be such things, they'd just be really really big. Weird. "So why don' she like ya an' vice versa? Besides t'e whole, insane part." She smiled. Then that crazy white reporter started screaming in song again, totally off key and with no rhythm. Dina winced, waiting for her to finish. Then Evie yelled at her and she laughed.

Her singly icy blue hue settled on Nori, who seemed to be catching some z's and then she looked back to Evie. "'ow is it ya know Mistah Redfern? If ya called 'im too, t'at's a couple of phone calls 'e wasn' 'pecting." She grinned, and then her voice raised a bit so the other two could easily hear her.

"What is it t'ey say? Ya call a good frien' to getcha outta jail, but ya bes' friend'll be sittin' next to ya sayin' 'That was fucking awesome!'" She turned her smile on Evie, settling in. Carlson was probably already expediting the paperwork, but it would still take a few. Might as well get to know your fellow brawler while waiting. She noticed Evie still had on her gloves, and decided she'd ask about that later. She might be a germophobe...but then they were covered in ice cream earlier, so that was right out.

The question about Shane had Evie pursing her lips, considering what she would say. It was all so very complicated. She couldn't exactly say, I hate Shane because she made Ash's insides some sort of hat, and when I found him the only way to save his life was to bind myself to him and the then-Master of the City of Salem. Yeah, that was a shit-load of information that no one in the jail or out needed to know. The telemetric was about to start explaining when Nori the Racist Dragon started in again. Whirling onto her side, Evie shouted through the bars, "this is a private conversation, you --" And then, the racist comment. Evie paused, her mouth hanging slightly ajar, grey eyes alight with fury. Evie was up out of her bed in a flash, at the bars in a matter of seconds. Not quite touching them, just out of reach. She didn't trust any Humans First people, but especially not this one. "I know all I need to know about that bitch." Lowering her voice for the sake of only including Nori, rather than involving the police, Evie's words were like acid spit out of her mouth. "You worship a murdering psychopath."

Stalking back to her bunk, Evie sat, facing away from Whori and her musically challenged friend. Trying to ignore the other women, Evie tuned back into Dina. Forcing a grin at Dina, stifling a yawn. "Yeah ... I'm sure Ash was all smiles and giddiness after our calls." Considering Evie had also been screaming into his brain like some sort of possessed radio, she could only assume he had one hell of a headache. She wasn't exactly expecting Mr. Sunshine to come and bail them out. Evie was just ready to start napping, when Nori started in on it again.

That bitch just didn't know when to stop. But what was just as infuriating was how much it truly upset her. She hated that she had revealed her weak spot, the chink in her armor. Jaw set, Evie stared at the ceiling, arms crossing over her chest tightly. Her lips barely moved as she spoke, a strained whisper that only she could really hear. "You're going to regret this." And Evie truly believed it.

-- Edited by Evie North at 18:29, 2008-05-27

Nori watched Evie come to the bars in a fit and it made her grin.  She had achieved her goal of pissing them off to the point of almost loosing reason.  She blew a kiss to Evie as she sit out words of truth about Shane.  She knew Shane was evil and a murderer.  Hell she helped her kill  Reggie, she knew far better then Evie did. 

Since Faith was offering a preverbial Olive Leaf, Nori stood and settled herself on the ground.  Boney knees folded as she set her arms across her legs and leaned forward on them.  Those dead eyes watching Dina and Evie through the bars.  She wouldn't say a single thing, just keep staring at them.  It was obvious it was a murderous glare or that Nori was thinking delightfully torturious things she could do to the women across from her.

If Evie happened to look back, she would see who was really the crazy one.  Nori's smile said it all.

Dina patted Evie on the back, a chuckle released. She seemed oddly serene since returning from the infirmary.

Maybe it was the drugs...maybe it was something else entirely. The food sucked, and the sleeping was horrible. It sucked to be in jail for a few days. She heard Evie mutter that they'd regret this. Dina nodded.

"Yes they will." She said too soft for anyone but Evie to hear. She had a smile on her face, one that didn't quite reach her eyes as she spoke those words. Almost empty, but she was thinking and planning. She did have a plan, it had been formulating the entire time that she'd been poked and prodded at by the doctors. Unlike her fellow incarcerated acquaintances and best friend, Dina had her head stuck in law books. She'd always carried one around with her, and learned new things about the justice system everyday. Not to mention psychology, but she merely dabbled in that field. It was more to correlate with the psychosis of criminals that she hoped to be prosecuting or capturing someday.

Her icy blue hue settled on Faith. She was just a frustrated human being, aggravated and tired of all the cross talk between the bars. Even though she was the one to instigate most of it. She had a case of idol worship for this Kadra Shane, but she was only as dangerous as the next person. Dina was unsure if she was capable of killing when it came down to it. But then most people were when they were backed against the wall.

She looked to Nori as she grinned that crazy grin of hers, that savoring look in her gaze. Nori was a head case, something Dina knew from their first encounter. She had a plan for Nori. Her thoughts drifted back to Reggie, someone she hadn't seen in a few days. And how Nori liked to torture him, and the things she said. Yes, Nori was smart, for sure, but she had a fatal flaw.

Her deadly sin was pride...she talked too damn much.