Trisha turned pale as the dogs began drooling,stiffening like heck and wishing she had her dagger.
Shade was unbothered and glared at the messy stuff,more angry and crazy at the moment than anything.

Lio gulped and nodded.

Nicote and Colle both stayed silent and watched the proceedings. Cole gave the newbies a sympathetic look. He'd cut it close several times in the past. It..didn't end well if you didn't obey the rules.

Aaron shuddered. She gently tugged on her shirt collar. Her eyes stayed shut. "A few more minutes." She mumbled.

Flower thinks the rule is stupid. Why would they have a safety thing when he is the one whos supposed to be making sure there isnt safety issues? She gets hes probably just trying to get rid of people, but the excuse for it is dumb. But she doesnt say or sign that, because she doesnt care that much.

Trisha saw him pass out and slipped over,gently pulling him into her arms and,without any softness of tone,whispered. "Get up,those things don't seem like the cuddles on TV,don't need any corpses for now." She was trying to be nice,somewhat,but it did no good with her tone and expressionless hazy gray eyes.

Shade glared at the warden,unbothered by the monstrous dogs and inside he wanted to see just what damage these 'monsters' could do. Come on,come at me mutts. I can handle those gross things. He thought to himself.

"There are, of course, other codes of conduct, and you will all have plenty of time to become acquainted with them. But let's get you settled in. I mean, we're not monsters." His face erupted in a crooked smile. "Well, not all of us."

One of the men in black handed the warden a sheet of paper and he studied it for a moment. The warden began reading off names, prisoner numbers, and levels their cells were, and their cellmates. "Victoria Nelson," he read. "Prisoner number 2013832. Your cell is D24, fourth level. Cellmate Phoenicia Xiang. Jessie Everfree," the warden continued, looking at the child, a snort at their last name. "Prisoner number 2013833. Cell number E15, fifth cell. Cellmate Jackson Carter. Riley Brown, prisoner number 2013834. Cell number F11, sixth level. Cellmate Shade Skytracer. Hatter, prisoner number 2013835. Cell number A2, first level. Cellmate Aaron Vent. Lionel Johanson, prisoner number 2013836. Cell number B6, second level. Cellmate Nicote Marker. Rhia, prisoner number 2013837. Cell number C38, third level. Cellmate Elzay Hawthorne."

(Got a bit lazy, and if your character isn't in there, it's most likely because (1)if a cell consist of two older Furnace residents, they already know their cell. (2) I forgot xD or (3) they don't have a cellmate.)


~~~Jack~~~
Jack stepped forward to meet his new cellmate. When he saw they were just a child, he almost felt bad. Almost. It was most likely this kid was a cold-blooded killer.

Cole snickered. "Nerds."

Lio was a little relieved...then wondered if Nicote had done that repair job so he could get Lio for a cellmate. THat would maek sense, the guy was a good dealer-striker. Nicote just Elbowed Cole in annoyance,.

(OHHHH that's actualy a good idea....*happily pats own back*)

Shade grumbled at being assigned to having a cellmate and glared coldly with hateful red eyes in Rileys direction.But the hate wasn't for Riley,rather just that. Just flat out Hate.

Rhia simply turns around and starts trying to figure out how they go from floor to floor.