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Jun Zhoumin and Harold Starrk's cell.

Half of the cell is Jun's training dojo. He has lined the walls with various paintings, calligraphy scrolls, and works of literature. In one of the corners sits several Bonsai trees. In another corner sits his weapon rack. The other half is a common prison cell.

Jun sat quietly in the center of his dojo in a kneeling position. In front of him sat a small bonsai tree and trimming equipment. He breathed in and out calmly before picking up the equipment. He began pruning his tree without making a sound. The whole dojo was deadly quiet, just the way Jun liked it. Small green leaves began to gather at the floor around the tree. His white clothing blended in well with the plain dojo walls. The only color in the room was from the small plant in front of Jun's knees; green and brown, with the occasional splash of pink from a flower. Yes, this was perfect, just how Jun liked it. So what if Jun was in a prison? Right now, he wouldn't have it any other way.

All of a sudden, Jun heard the dojo doors slide open.
Jun was slightly...displeased when a young man suddenly barged in.
He noted his appearance, it must have been his roommate, Harold Starrk.
Jun made no attempt to make conversation, and he continued pruning his tree. When Harold began training, Jun looked up at him briefly. He was slightly distracting, but bearable, nonetheless. Jun could block out his roommate's noisyness...for now.

FADED, FADED, FADED, FADED

Harold stepped back, he was caught off guard so much that his weapon dropped. Damn, had he been a Deadman like I've heard about, I'd be completely unarmed. Leaving his weapon on the ground, Harold caught the outstretched hand. "Harold Starrk, I see we are allies. It's a pleasure to meet you. Are you my cell mate?"

OOC: I know Jun is my cell mate, it's just that Harold never noticed!

FADED, FADED, FADED, FADED

Harold was caught off guard again. What? There was another person in here?! Ahh, if I'm supposed to be an undertaker here I should always be aware of my surroundings. The question Jared gave Harold confused him. "What do you mean, are you planning something against him?"

Jun gripped the shears he was using to trim his bonsai tree. He suddenly threw it at Jared and Harold. It flew right past their faces and stuck in the wall beside them.
"Lower your voices," Jun said calmly. There wasn't a hint of emotion in his voice.
"A dojo is a place of peace and silence, if you want to plan your heresy, do it elsewhere." Jun didn't even bother to look up at them once the whole time they were there, not even when he threw the shears. He was still looking at his bonsai tree.
"I however, would recommend that you choose not to go forward with an obviously foolhardy plan. An attack against any undertaker, whether it be me or your roommate, would surely end in disaster."

FADED, FADED, FADED, FADED

A smirk grew on Harold's face. "You seem to be fairly confident in your abilities! I'll admit that little stunt you pulled was... okay, but it will take a lot more to intimidate me." Picking up his weapon, he remembered the "special properties" a certain attachment had. Although he wanted to give his cell mate a better attitude, Harold focused his weapon on Jun. "So tell me Jared, if one of our own is unable to cooperate with us, we should straighten them out. Would you agree in telling my friend here the same?" As he finished his sentence, three shots came from Harold's weapon.

Current arrangement: Pure Gun Mode

Jun jumped up as soon as Harold pointed his gun at him and threw the bonsai tree at the gun's nozzle. He wasn't about to take any chances. The shots fired off, shattering the pot the tree was in and sending dirt, clay, branches, and leaves everywhere. One of the bullets grazed his cheek, leaving a slash on his face. Another shot pierced into his forearm - a clean hit. Jun didn't react to the pain at all, and he simply brushed it off. He quickly kicked the dojo's floor mats up and ducked behind them. He ran forward, flipping the floor mats up as he did so to block his position. He kept doing this until he reached the weapon rack. Floor mats were blocking it, so it was impossible to see which weapon he took out. He ran back through the wall of mats without making a sound. Suddenly, one of the mats flew forward at Harold and Jared. In the gap in the makeshift wall made of floor mats, Jun could be seen holding a sword and another weapon that was hidden behind the other mats. Jun threw his sword upward in Harold's direction. It flew through the air and stuck in one of the ceiling rafters. Jun quickly disappeared behind the wall of mats again.

Jared, even though Harold whispered, retorts loudly to him, "You know what? Is he really worth the time?" After quickly looking at Jun's "guard", Jared whispers to Harold, "He seems like trouble at the moment, we really don't know the full extent of his powers and being a martial artist may make him a powerful Undertaker. But if you wanna fight him, I'll back you up bro."

Jared shoots an uncertain look towards Harold.