D Lola/Carmen, gang member, joined Robusts 1.8
Yolanda exited her Audi, took a deep sniff of the wind coming off the Puget Sound, never saw, heard, the attacker coming, Ahuva did. Knifer, blade almost touched the face that launched a thousand web sites, a cryptocurrency and well regarded news source. Her PSE detail was on it, but not before Ahuva.
Bitch. No one disrespects my mistress. Flying through the air, big chomping bite to the shoulder, bitch is going down. Most GSDs can't curse, don't understand the concept, but Ahuva is fluent, dog should have been a sailor. PSE is there a second later, tie wrap wrist restraint, "If only I had opposable thumbs," emotes Ahuva.
Yolanda, shaken up, hears, senses, her canine companion's angst. Mentals back, "You did great girlfriend, thanks. And enough with the thumbs, that's all you ever say, imagine what I could do with a set of canines."
Ahuva shutters at the thought.
PSE, has gloves on, has the knife; evidence. PSEs are well trained and predictable. Yolanda, not so much. She pulls on a glove from his pouch.
So very sad to have a knife pulled and it not taste blood. Takes the knife. Do you have anything to say my pretty, says Yolanda?
Lola was silent, a gang member since she was 12, she could see this was not going to go well.
Yolanda slammed her foot into Lola's neck, slammed her head to the ground, eliciting the classic "thump sound" of a head smashing into pavement. Splish, splash, the vorpal knife cut her top off. Tried to anyway, what kind of gang member carries a knife that would struggle cutting warm butter?
Yolanda used her own knife to cut Lola's clothing. Stretch marks she said, you've had kids. Like a flash she DNA'd some blood. I'll run this, find your kids, and let you watch me eat their brains.
Sirens were starting to sound. Police radio was reporting a disturbance.
Vamos, Yolanda said to the PSE. But, won't their be questions?
Yolanda, replied impatiently, she has gang tats, the knife has her fingerprints, open and shut. Leave the car footage of her trying to cut the publisher of HNN. Get her orders out of her, looks encoded, I know who does that.
Looked at Lola before leaving, you won't be coming for me, but I'm coming for you, your kids, any living relatives, and the closest members of your gang. Try to make peace with your higher power, try real hard.
= = =
Lola, thinks she wants her 3 year old daughter, but the gang comes first. And it is family, dad, brother, cousins, now she is an inmate at the Utah Women's State Prison. HNMNBie judge thought she might feel a bit more isolated outside of Washington. You automatically go where your family is, it's kinda like religion, now she is lost and alone.
Solitary for a week, messes with your mind, 23 hours a day in 15 sq. kilos, they treat horses better than that. One hour, work out by yourself, if you are lucky, your turn comes when the sun comes through the small window at the top of the room. Just to get into the population is going to take a bargaining chip. Lola knows solitary confinement can cause an array of mental disorders, as well as provoke an already existing mental disorder in a prisoner. There is no toughing it out.
Then one day, a visitor. I'm Crystal, the lady said, I run IT for the joint, especially the networking. I can spend an hour a day with you, if you want that, and here in the hole, no one knows your talking, I have gear in this same building.
Lola agreed, 22 hours in the box beats 23. Over a week or two they got to her life story.
You hear about it in the news all the time, Lola said. Actually being the one that shoots the gun, it gives you a rush, it knocked me back, who knew these were so powerful. She watched Crystal's face for any emotion, none, more Net Girls have pulled the trigger than not.
I get the gang bangin, where's the bridge to the Robusts, asked Crystal? They pay us, where ever they sell their opiates, it's out of state, don't mess with our markets. They got some ex-military, guys that fought in Syria, or Somalia, but one day they are taking their meds, next day they are not, they need someone to be there.
A couple weeks later. You wanna make it 16 hours a day in solitary, asked Crystal. Though they were building rapport, Lola was suspicious, what do I do?
You try out. We moved a wall in my space, you can get to it without leaving the block, wanna see?
Lola nodded.
It was a small room, no window, work table, white board, chair, a kit, Velleman EL 6002. This has 600 electrical experiments, If you like, you can start today.
If I refused, asked Lola?
This is your second chance, there are no more, said Crystal. You can get released from prison today.
And see my daughter, she said thoughtfully.
Crystal looked her in the eye and spoke carefully, she's not your daughter anymore, she's ours.
Whose us?
I'll tell you if you complete 600 experiments. Oh, and there is a place for everything, put it there, you try shoving something up your ass, you will be released from here the same day.
A month later. Crystal said, you've done well Carmen.
My name is Lola.
Not anymore. Carmen is beautiful, exotic, lyrical, a beautiful gypsy, the name of the heroine in Bizet’s opera.
I've never heard of Bizet. You will, you're going to school in the heart of Robust territory. They'll recognize me, they will know I'm not Carmen.
When was the last time you looked in a mirror, asked Crystal?
I don't know, how long have I been here?
About 90 days, you've lost 5 kilos, but what you have left has been redistributed. Come with me, pause, Carmen.
Bitch. No one disrespects my mistress. Flying through the air, big chomping bite to the shoulder, bitch is going down. Most GSDs can't curse, don't understand the concept, but Ahuva is fluent, dog should have been a sailor. PSE is there a second later, tie wrap wrist restraint, "If only I had opposable thumbs," emotes Ahuva.
Yolanda, shaken up, hears, senses, her canine companion's angst. Mentals back, "You did great girlfriend, thanks. And enough with the thumbs, that's all you ever say, imagine what I could do with a set of canines."
Ahuva shutters at the thought.
PSE, has gloves on, has the knife; evidence. PSEs are well trained and predictable. Yolanda, not so much. She pulls on a glove from his pouch.
So very sad to have a knife pulled and it not taste blood. Takes the knife. Do you have anything to say my pretty, says Yolanda?
Lola was silent, a gang member since she was 12, she could see this was not going to go well.
Yolanda slammed her foot into Lola's neck, slammed her head to the ground, eliciting the classic "thump sound" of a head smashing into pavement. Splish, splash, the vorpal knife cut her top off. Tried to anyway, what kind of gang member carries a knife that would struggle cutting warm butter?
Yolanda used her own knife to cut Lola's clothing. Stretch marks she said, you've had kids. Like a flash she DNA'd some blood. I'll run this, find your kids, and let you watch me eat their brains.
Sirens were starting to sound. Police radio was reporting a disturbance.
Vamos, Yolanda said to the PSE. But, won't their be questions?
Yolanda, replied impatiently, she has gang tats, the knife has her fingerprints, open and shut. Leave the car footage of her trying to cut the publisher of HNN. Get her orders out of her, looks encoded, I know who does that.
Looked at Lola before leaving, you won't be coming for me, but I'm coming for you, your kids, any living relatives, and the closest members of your gang. Try to make peace with your higher power, try real hard.
= = =
Lola, thinks she wants her 3 year old daughter, but the gang comes first. And it is family, dad, brother, cousins, now she is an inmate at the Utah Women's State Prison. HNMNBie judge thought she might feel a bit more isolated outside of Washington. You automatically go where your family is, it's kinda like religion, now she is lost and alone.
Solitary for a week, messes with your mind, 23 hours a day in 15 sq. kilos, they treat horses better than that. One hour, work out by yourself, if you are lucky, your turn comes when the sun comes through the small window at the top of the room. Just to get into the population is going to take a bargaining chip. Lola knows solitary confinement can cause an array of mental disorders, as well as provoke an already existing mental disorder in a prisoner. There is no toughing it out.
Then one day, a visitor. I'm Crystal, the lady said, I run IT for the joint, especially the networking. I can spend an hour a day with you, if you want that, and here in the hole, no one knows your talking, I have gear in this same building.
Lola agreed, 22 hours in the box beats 23. Over a week or two they got to her life story.
You hear about it in the news all the time, Lola said. Actually being the one that shoots the gun, it gives you a rush, it knocked me back, who knew these were so powerful. She watched Crystal's face for any emotion, none, more Net Girls have pulled the trigger than not.
A couple weeks later. You wanna make it 16 hours a day in solitary, asked Crystal. Though they were building rapport, Lola was suspicious, what do I do?
You try out. We moved a wall in my space, you can get to it without leaving the block, wanna see?
Lola nodded.
It was a small room, no window, work table, white board, chair, a kit, Velleman EL 6002. This has 600 electrical experiments, If you like, you can start today.
If I refused, asked Lola?
This is your second chance, there are no more, said Crystal. You can get released from prison today.
And see my daughter, she said thoughtfully.
Crystal looked her in the eye and spoke carefully, she's not your daughter anymore, she's ours.
Whose us?
I'll tell you if you complete 600 experiments. Oh, and there is a place for everything, put it there, you try shoving something up your ass, you will be released from here the same day.
A month later. Crystal said, you've done well Carmen.
My name is Lola.
Not anymore. Carmen is beautiful, exotic, lyrical, a beautiful gypsy, the name of the heroine in Bizet’s opera.
I've never heard of Bizet. You will, you're going to school in the heart of Robust territory. They'll recognize me, they will know I'm not Carmen.
When was the last time you looked in a mirror, asked Crystal?
I don't know, how long have I been here?
About 90 days, you've lost 5 kilos, but what you have left has been redistributed. Come with me, pause, Carmen.
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