Jail is a Nice Place to Fall in Love (Private)

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"We're criminals, we'll figure it out," he said with a smirk, mapping it out in his head. They could sneak past the As cellblocks and go through the library. Seemed simple.
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Ic:
"I know the trick though is not getting caught," said Yao since alone he'd be just fine, with a larger partner this will prove an issue
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Ic:
"You're not that much of a problem, but keeping you quiet is," he said looking up at Ivan, then turned away biting his lip thinking.
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"Well we got two options," he said looking up at Ivan, "either we go together andyou try to put those mmartial arts moves I taught you into use, or you can ask to go to the library. You just got hurt so they'll have sympathy on you and leave you alone. Then I can take us from there to the outer building,"
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Yao gave a small grin, "Alright, that means back down with us," he said nudging the other out of the cell. Though then froze, head tilting to the side. On high alert he heard these footsteps coming this was. The Asian grabbed Ivans hand and went to shove him into the far corner of the cell. "Get down!" He hissed.
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Yao crouched down in front of him, good thing he was small, and listened recognizing the footsteps of that of Lovino Vargas, a temperamental guard but could be easily tipped off. If not they'll have an angry Carriedo to deal with as well and that was not a winning situation. The small Asian was really close to Ivan that he could hear the others breathing right in his ear, there was no where for him to climb and hide. But thankfully Vargas didnt take his job to seriously and turned, walking back the way he had come.
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Yao gave a snort, this was just like when he was a thief having to hide and sneak about. Though Ivan's deep voice close to his ear made this small little shiver run down his back then he scooted back before standing up, offering a hand to the Russian. "Lets go before he comes back," he said with a grin.
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The small Asian saw him limp and instinctively grabbed his other arm in case he would fall or something, "You alright, Braginski?" he asked tilting his head, "We can do this tomorrow if you cant walk to well,"
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The Chinese man looked up at him then gave a nod, letting go of him before giving him a nudge, "Okay then lets go! I rather not deal with a bitchy Italian today," he said.
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"If that's the case then he muust not get it a lot," said Yao with a small amused snort, going to the ladder and moved aside for Ivan to climb down. "That Italian seems to always have a reason to give a temper trantrum,"
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