Azkaban Prison

'Yes.'

"Not even a looney auror would catch a crook and then try to release them.. So, I'll be watching morrose closely but still.."

'Thank you.' She said softly, before walking down the corridor

OOC And so the thrilling chase to prove her innocence continues!

'LET ME OUT!' she screamed, banging her hands on the wall, the door. 'LET ME GO!' She knew no one could hear her- the ears of others here didnt count, they were locked away in there own minds, just as she would be if she didnt leave soon.
But screaming until her voice had gone horse, hitting the wall until her hands had bled...it didnt help her. it didnt change that she was locked up.

half crying, she slid down the wall at the back of the cell- so she could still see the floor. Her hair was round her shoulders- in her panic, she had lost it. It made her feel even worse. Now she could control nothing.

She curled up in a ball, shutting her eyes. Maybe if she couldnt see it, this would not be happening.
'Help me...' She whispered, before the Demetors brand of punnishment stole her mind to horrors she didnt want to relive.

OOC Shall Joachim go in?

ooc yes.

Joachim with his lawyer stepped into the prison, with Joachim's pipe leaving a trail of smoke behind him. 

To any other prisoner it'd look like another crook coming to rub his freedom in their faces, but the truth was quite opposite. Joachim felt more caged then ever, burdened by how horribly he treated one of his best friends.

But, what he planned to do, would make it up to her in spades. 

"Yo..."

She was curled up in the corner, facing the wall, her hair in tangles aroundher. She didnt respond to him- it didnt even appear that she knew he was there

"Ahh shit. Hey lady, can you open the door, I need to talk with her?" He asked the lawyer as she complied and opened the cell door and promptly closing it behind him.

He sat right next to her, "I hope ya appreciate what I do for ya... I came back to the place I just got outta for your ass."

He chuckled a little as he tried to start things off on a light tone, "So hey, the ministry gave me some galleons for the inconvenience so... that's good." He chuckled but that didn't last long at all.

His words became soft as his voice trembled a little, "Look, I'm one of those guys who can sleep with a 100 dames and not remember a single one of their names and not feel any sort of shame."

He gulped a bit as he tried to encourage himself to be brave and say what he needed to, no matter how hard it was for him. This brought a small amount of moisture to his eyes "But you know what? I feel like a rat for what I did to ya, both thinking ya screwed me over and then treating you like crap. There, shameless Joachim ain't so shameless!"

"I came here to give ya something, something that helped free my mind when I was havin' troubles..." He placed his father's pipe, the object he wouldn't trade for all the money in the world, on her lap. "Not sure if it'll help, but you might want to check it out at least..." He stared directly into her eyes hoping she got the hint to look into the main chamber of it.

"Well, that's it for me... sorry for all this, let's meet up when we're on the other side.." Joachim stood up and stepped outside the cell and started to walk away with his lawyer.

A small tear leaked from her eyes, but she still didn't move. not until the sun had moved in the sky, and she could not remember in her friend had been here or not. 
Because she couldn't even trust her mind, not in this place.
BUt....that would explain what she held in her hands. A pipe- the pipe she knew he treasured beyond anything else.
She slowly lifted it up to have a look in it...

OOC Happy 8300th post! Also BRb

ooc no. we cant say 'wel done' untill im at 9000 lol

OOC No, not until you reach 9001 and then we can say..https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SiMHTK15Pik#t=9

IC

Inside of it was a small bit of paper and an odd looking piece of metal. It was long and thin, like the size of a key but bore an odd resemblance to a dental instrument.

The scroll read, 'Figured a detective never lock picked before so here's how you do it...' The process was described simply enough for anyone to comprehend it followed by the words, 'Good luck!'

ooc -sings- Chimmy....this isnt gunna work.
Told you i was being evil.

ic
Krystal stared blankly at it, before dropping the paper to the ground- but holding the pipe carefully. She understood what it was saying, what chimmy was doing....but she didnt see the point.
No one would miss her...and didnt she belong in here?

OOC Joachim to you: "That was my good pick and my pipe you ass!"

ooc me to chimmy 'So? you think thats good enough?!'

Days had passed since Chimmy had given her the pipe, and the days were marked by the uneaten food in the corner. 
Krystal herself had barely moved. Her hair was knotted, her eyes closed, her hands still cluching the lifeline that he had given her.
But using it? That was a different story. Becuase she didnt see why. What use would it be to leave. Everyhwere was the same...this was just a different from of hell, stuck in the past, in her mind.
It was no different to her life outside. Just there, she could hide it.

Something was wrong, he knew Krystal was a million times smarter than him, she would've had no trouble with that crap-ass note he wrote.

Joachim, having waited long enough and trying to drown his guilt in firewhiskey with little success decided to take matters into his own hands as he visited her again.

"Go away." She muttered, hearing noices on the other side of the door, not caring who it was.

"Yeah ya do... what the hell is the hold up? Come on, let's split!"

'go away.' She opened her eyes and looked at him. 'Leave me alone, Chimmy...'

"What the hell?" He asked flabbergasted by her mood swing.

ooc hes useless. bless him.

ic
She turned away from him, leaning her head against the wall. A tear dripped from her eye. 'Im not worth it.'

He rolled his eyes as he got onto his knees, "Alright emo, you're not giving me any of that crap!"

OOC Yep, basically -_-