Temptrianna
Supernova
- Joined
- Oct 19, 2011
- Location
- Texas
Trista forced back a cringe at his words of punishment for the one prisoner. She felt sorry for them already. When the warden asked about her now favorite prisoner she sighed a bit as she crossed her arms and leveled her gaze with his. Though she was usually one of the gentlest people in this prison she still didn't take shit from no one. "I haven't gotten much information out of him seeing as how he is overly paranoid to say anything. He knowsls you are watching and listening to everything. However I do know he knows way to much about what goes on here for a Guy always confined to one cell and no one ever going too near him much less giving him information. The way he toys with me as though a kitten with a new ball of yarn....I can't shake the feeling that maybe he had some kind of power to read into people. Seeing as how I have purposely changed moods and demeanors on him with a hidden reason and he has been spot on with his responses and knowledge of me. Plus as I said he knows too much to not be reading minds or emotions or something. However on how I hand my prisoners is not a concern for you. If brute force always worked then we both know that I would not be here. Face it sometimes you do catch more flies with honey than vinegar. Which is why most prisoners will cooperate with me while telling you to fuck off. I am something they aren't used to. They live their whole lives in brutality so more to them is nothing. But throw in a sweet talking piece of eye candy and they fall upon themselves." She told him justifying her tactics.