Oki paced his cell restlessly, as he was prone to doing when not in the arena. Red eyes focused on the point directly ahead of him as he stalked around like the caged wolf he was. Matches for the day had all concluded, blood cleaned from the sand, gladiators' injuries had been treated, and the slaves put away...until it was time to "entertain" for
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He waited for the guard to move on before examining his new cellmate...this boy who was a criminal. It seemed unlikely that he'd survive the next day and Oki had to wonder if they'd even put him through gladiator school first...seemed unlikely.
Pausing in his restless pacing, he approached Mello.
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Reaching out, he tugged the gag free.
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"Is there a reason you have a problem with me in particular?" he queried, returning to his pacing. He took care to give her her space though...angry cats tended to lash out.
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"I just said it, didn't I? You smell like stinky dog," she said, finishing with a long irritated hiss. Then, folding her ears against her head, she moved to the furthest corner of the cell and settled into her haunches.
"Tch, stupid animals, don't know how to keep clean," she muttered, folding her tail around her feet. In a perfect show of feline disinterest she began to lick at her bruised knuckles, and smooth back her ears. She was still keeping an eye on him though-- she just wanted to look like she wasn't.
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"Why are you here?" It wasn't so much as why she was in his cell, though he was curious since they didn't trust him with others usually, as much as he was asking why she was beaten and in a cell at all.
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