Zombie_In_A_Box Posted September 21, 2016 Share Posted September 21, 2016 Zombie's character: Name: Luciel Brown Age: 32 Personality: Overall he's quite relaxed. Even in his job as a prison guard, he likes to create an environment for himself where he can stop worrying so much and take a break whenever necessary. Of course, it isn't easy to do. He gets along with the inmates pretty well, however when the need for force comes, he isn't hesitant to use it. While the inmates are still people in his eyes, they deserve lessons about how to be a decent human being again. He's willing to sacrifice himself, but only for truly close friends and family. The most important thing in his life is his five year old daughter from a now deceased girlfriend. Therefore, there are two sides to him - the gentle and caring one, which he shows to his daughter and friends, and the harsh, unforgiving one he shows to his enemies and inmates if the situation calls for it. Luciel stretched his arms above his head, letting out a tired groan. There was a batch of new inmates coming in today. He was curious to see what new faces he would see - or what faces would return. This was an all-men prison, and somehow, he found that men didn't stay out for too long. Perhaps it was just this prison, but they kept on coming back. About some, Luciel was kind of happy, because, well, pretty faces were always nice to look at, while the others made him groan inwardly. He did not like the troublemakers in this prison. The brunet stood up, brushing away some crumbs off his pants from his late lunch and made way out of his station. Looking around with a pleased smile, Luciel pushed his hands into his pockets and began walking around the territory. He stopped where the van was arriving, tilting his head slightly to watch who got out of it. He'd been a guard for six years now, but the people who got out of that boring white van sometimes still managed to surprise him. Especially ones with baby faces. Gods, no one would ever suspect they could be evil, but most of the time, they were the ones who made the most horrible crimes. Luciel's golden eyes shone with excitement as the doors opened and one by one, men made way out of the vehicle. He himself often caught the eye of the inmates, mostly because of his incredibly light colored eyes. The few inmates who got to know him a bit closer learned that his eyes weren't the only reason to be interested in. Perhaps it wasn't right, but he did trade sexual favors for some minor stuff. He didn't do drugs, that was another officer's thing, but he could easily carry in other semi-illegal stuff in. Mostly, though, it was just snacks. Three packs of skittles, apparently, was a pretty good deal. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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