Jail House Rock

Carlos merely snarled at the guards as he continued his attempts to break the bars, contemplating on wether he should change into his werewolf form to snap the bars.

The guards did nothing to stop whatever was going on, they merely glared at Carlos and told him to stop trying to break the bars because it wasn't going to work.
Meanwhile Skye had managed to get away from the man and was now backed against a wall, biting his lip he tried his best to think of a way out of his current situation without causing the large man too much damage.

Raising an eyebrow at the sound of the scream, Carlos growled and began to try and break the bars of his cell to help his friend.

A rather large yell could be heard throughout the whole prison as the red heads cell mate finally decided to try what he'd been planning. To say the least Skye really wasn't very happy about it at all.

The dark haired male, however, merely lay on his back in his cell. Arms behind his head as he closed his eyes trying to ignore his annoying cell mate.

Huddled up in a corner Skye tried to make himself invisible to the man who was in the same cell.

Carlos, however, had a completely different problem; his new cell mate who had moved in no more than 3 weeks ago was a bit more than Carlos could handle. A schizophrenic maniac who never stopped talking about how many people he killed. Carlos found it best to merely ignore him.

Weeks passed and the guards kept the two from meeting, which had only made things worse for the red head. He'd been stuck in a cell with a rather large male and spent most of his time trying to avoid becoming the other mans bitch.

Rubbing where he had been hit with the batton, Carlos grumbled and slumped down against the wall of his cell.

After a few hours of the shouting the guards slowly began to loose their tempers. One even went as far to hit Carlos with a batton.

Carlos however took a different approach to the change of cells; shouting out trying to aggrovate the guards.

Hours passed with the two in different cells.
Skye had no idea why he'd been moved it just made him worry and pace up and down his new cell more than he had done the old one.

The officers had moved the red head without disturbing the darker haired male from his sleep, letting out a grumble Carlos remained asleep for hours.

Five minutes later the red head was succesfully removed from the cell.

Continuing to snore loudly, the ocassional grumbled and mumble could be heard from his mouth as he rolled about on the floor trying to get comfortable.

The officers paid no attention to the other male, their orders were to move the red head to a different cell.

Carlos merely snored slightly as he was asleep.

The cell doors slid open and an officer walked in and towards Skye, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him up onto his feet.

"Just asking."
Carlos shrugged and tried to get comfortable before closing his eyes attempting to doze off.

"Shut up" He grumbled

"Given up?" Carlos asked with a yawn, as he stretched his arms above his head.

Hours passed an eventually the red head stopped pacing and sat in the corner.

Sighing deeply, Carlos merely stared at the ceiling in boredom and waited for his friend to give up.

He ignored his friend and continued to pace, refusing to give up on the idea of trying to get out.

The dark haired male merely sat and watched the red head pace back and forth, crossing his arms he told his friend to give up.