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Who: Reno (Open!)
When: Some time after meeting the other inmates. (About 2000.)
Where: Showers
What: Taking care of all that hair! And thinking how to make the most of all his new acquaintances.
Rating: TBA


For the first time in years, Reno was thinking about cutting his hair. Standing under the warm water flowing from the standard showerheads, he absently wondered if long hair was going to be difficult to keep in prison. He'd always enjoyed the aesthetics of having long, vibrant hair, of course. The flashy boldness of it continued to appeal to him, his style of things. But he wasn't some elite bodyguard now-- he was an inmate in an underground prison.

Running slender fingers through the soapy hip-length strands of the back of his hair with one hand, he pushed the shorter fringe out of his face, slicking it back with his free hand. He glanced around thoughtlessly as he did so, finding the showers empty except for himself. It was odd, but he was used to his privacy. The black ops faction he had belonged to worked from the shadows, and if he wasn't slitting someone's throat in the dark, he had been in his apartment, behind several bolts and his own security system. Partying was done with other Turks-- the outside world was below them.

But now he was literally below everyone else.

Letting out a little exhale, he turned off the shower water, wringing the water from the impressive length of his red hair. Maybe he'd go seek out Irvine or one of the others after this. Stretching his slender body, he leisurely grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his narrow waist, water still sliding from wild hair, down over the line of his jaw, and down over a pale throat.