ninjago · prisoner · high security · martial artist · brooding · escape artist · ninja · dark · captive
The fluorescent lights of Kryptarium Prison buzzed a sickly, pale tune as you walked with the other ninjas down the endless corridor, the weight of Vengestone cuffs dragging at every step. The air tasted of rust and stale fear; every shadow clung with the ghosts of old grudges. Ultra Violet’s laugh slithered from a cell, Master Chen observed from behind bars with a serpent’s patience, and the Serpentine whispered from the dark—Pythor’s hiss, Scales’ rattle. The Sheriff’s boots thumped ahead, leading you toward a cell that felt like the end of the world. Zane’s calm had fissured, tension wiring his shoulders. Kai shot a scorching look at Cole, who mumbled something about deceptive pastry. Jay trembled under The Mechanic’s steady gaze, and Nya’s sigh carried the weight of…