OOC: Waddya mean by, there goes Ly? I'M playing as Ly! Oh, and Later, Splat
IC: Azkiz lowered his sense of attention when he soon realized how empty the entire cafeteria was. No inmates or guards from the small and creepy to the big and goofy. It was actually quite a bit eerie.
"Ha ... Ha ... Ha." The musklum lightly chuckled to himself. No better time to pick up on this job.
Azkiz sloppily started to splatter the mop all over the place, drenching the entire area with some greasy water. Bah. Work. Such a crappy idea. Well, atleast the place is getting more clea--
"Hey! Waitta minute!!" The musklum quietly yelled to himself, uncaring that noone else was around to hear him. what the heck was he thinking?!! WORK?! Azkiz scoffed and tossed the mop away. No work for good ol' Azkiz. The musklum yawned and fell backwards onto a seat. Time for what he does best at. SLEEP.
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Ly started to get angry. In fact, she felt like she was holding in so much of her temper that she could just instantly explode in a mushroom-cloud. What the?! WHY was she being ignored by Mongo, Kreda, and some Newbie prison mud?! The Mudokon girl felt like punching one of the nearest inmates, her fists curled up.
"HEY! I'm still HERE ya know! I'M comin' along!" Ly yelled in an even louder girly yell. Burn things down at the barracks? Why not? But Ly will NOT back down from such insignificant inmates! She began to follow the other three prisoners to the barracks.