Wolf walking the Mile
"Thanks again Paul for the uniform" said a female voice that came behind Edgecombe.
Brutus was coming out of the can and going back to the front desk when Paul and Jasmine come in. Brutal nearly choked on his own tongue as he saw her. She wasn't the girl trying to look like a boy today, she was a pure woman. She looked a lot more mature. She wore the custom navy blue guard uniform. She had pulled her hair back in a high ponytail, but two short stripes were left on each side of her face. He noticed she had replaced her cowboy boots with what looked to be almost combat boots. Jasmine, with the help of Janice, shortened the length of the pants bottoms but had cut a few inches up the side of the legs to make a V shaped cut to flair out the pants around her boots. Now Brutus has always been a gentleman, but not even he couldn't help but also notice Jasmine's chest. From being bound tightly in bandages yesterday, her breast looked very much fuller. It was a complete change.
He cleared his throat and looked at Paul then back at Jasmine again. "How do I look?" Jasmine asked Brutus and Dean, who had just walked in from Paul's office, and nearly fell on his ass when he got a look at her.
"Fine" Brutus managed to get out. Dean nodded, quickly closing his mouth which had become agape. "Please excuse me boys" said Paul adjusting his pant uncomfortably before adding "and lady."
Jasmine turned her attention back to Brutus and Dean who had finally snapped themselves out of their trance, and went back to what they were doing before she had arrived. "Anything I could help with?" the young girl asked.
Brutal looked up at the sweet voice carrier. "Um.." Dean and Brutal looked at each other. "What can you do?" asked Dean.
Jasmine paused as she placed a guard's hat from the desk and placed in on her head before speaking "Anything. I can do paper work, haul heavy loads, clean, you name it. I'm a fast learner." Brutal gave a small smile as he saw it was his hat that sat on Jasmines head, covering her right eye. "Well then do you know if you guys have any thing to clean this possibly?" she asked taking a pistol from her belt holster.
Brutal raised an eyebrow and held out his hand, which Jasmine gentle as she could, passed to him. "Where did you get this?" he muttered gazing at the piece of metal in his hand. It was a Smith and Wesson Model 64. A stainless steel version of its Model 10 Heavy Barrel. It had a six shot revolver chambered in .38 Special. It was quite a beautiful revolver. The barrel was deep black and the handle a dark grey. Dean looked over Brutal's shoulder at the gun.
"My father gave it to me before.." she began but stopped and looked back at Paul who was walking up to the desk. "Before he went to jail. That right miss?"
All the guards looked over at Bitterbuck's cell. He was standing at his bars. Jasmine slowly walked over by him. "What's your real name girl?" he said lowly only looking at the girl in front of him. "Seraphina J. Blackwolf" she said smoothly.
"Wait Blackwolf? As in 'Blackie' Joseph Blackwolf?" said Dean shocked as everyone else.