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| + | The Cuban guards walked down the rusting stairs pushing a young man along. They entered a small 40 by 30 foot square room. They looked in the four small cells that held different prisoners. Ever since the Resource war the Cubans had been pillaging small towns all over the gulf. Miami just so happened to be too weak and had soon become a part of the Cubans ring of influence as a jump point for other raids. | ||
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| + | These cells were reserved for the most dangerous enemies of the Cubans. A few soldiers from different groups had been locked up down here, sometimes if a local gang got strong enough their boss would be put down here to cool off. Not many men stayed in the cells for too long as they either joined the Cubans or were executed. | ||
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| + | The guard pushed the young Caucasian male into one of the cells with a New American Marine. The young man pulled himself over to the bars of the cell and leaned against them. The Marine spit at the Cubans as they left and walked over to the young man. As he went to see if the man was hurt the man stood up. | ||
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| + | "Jamie wake your lazy butt up. I didn't start a riot just to watch you sleep." He said through the bars into the next cell. | ||
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| + | A dark shape on the other side rolled over and yawned. It stood up to reveal a blond haired young man no older than 21. | ||
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| + | "I knew you would show up Matt." | ||
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| + | "Yeah yeah. I'm still mad that you pissed off the head of the Miami Cubans." Matt said bumping fists with Jamie through the bars. | ||
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| + | "Hey I didn't know she was his daughter." Jamie said pulling up his cot and digging around under the thin mattress. He pulled out a small bundle. | ||
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| + | "Your such an idiot. You got yourself locked in the pit." | ||
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| + | "Hey its not like anyone can stop us when we are together." | ||
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| + | Is that what I think it is?" Matt asked pointing to the bundle. | ||
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| + | "Like I would be without explosives." Jamie scoffed tossing a second bundle to Matt. Matt opened it to find two homeade shanks made from broken bars at the rear of the cell. | ||
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| + | "How did you get them in here." He asked testing the edge and finding it passable. | ||
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| + | "You don't want to know." Jamie said setting the first three small | ||
Revision as of 21:16, 28 November 2010
Miami
The Cuban guards walked down the rusting stairs pushing a young man along. They entered a small 40 by 30 foot square room. They looked in the four small cells that held different prisoners. Ever since the Resource war the Cubans had been pillaging small towns all over the gulf. Miami just so happened to be too weak and had soon become a part of the Cubans ring of influence as a jump point for other raids.
These cells were reserved for the most dangerous enemies of the Cubans. A few soldiers from different groups had been locked up down here, sometimes if a local gang got strong enough their boss would be put down here to cool off. Not many men stayed in the cells for too long as they either joined the Cubans or were executed.
The guard pushed the young Caucasian male into one of the cells with a New American Marine. The young man pulled himself over to the bars of the cell and leaned against them. The Marine spit at the Cubans as they left and walked over to the young man. As he went to see if the man was hurt the man stood up.
"Jamie wake your lazy butt up. I didn't start a riot just to watch you sleep." He said through the bars into the next cell.
A dark shape on the other side rolled over and yawned. It stood up to reveal a blond haired young man no older than 21.
"I knew you would show up Matt."
"Yeah yeah. I'm still mad that you pissed off the head of the Miami Cubans." Matt said bumping fists with Jamie through the bars.
"Hey I didn't know she was his daughter." Jamie said pulling up his cot and digging around under the thin mattress. He pulled out a small bundle.
"Your such an idiot. You got yourself locked in the pit."
"Hey its not like anyone can stop us when we are together."
Is that what I think it is?" Matt asked pointing to the bundle.
"Like I would be without explosives." Jamie scoffed tossing a second bundle to Matt. Matt opened it to find two homeade shanks made from broken bars at the rear of the cell.
"How did you get them in here." He asked testing the edge and finding it passable.
"You don't want to know." Jamie said setting the first three small
