L'Obscurité

[Kaze Dagon]

[font=Century Gothic]The silence within the cell was a welcoming change for Kaze.
Her thoughts raced inside her head, but nothing coherent came out of it.
Except for the grumbling of her stomach.
She looked at the food in the floor and what remained in the plate and sighed.
"That food in my stomach would help."

Trying to divert the gaze from the wasted food, she took finally a good look at where she was 'hosted'.
Clean, efficient. The Gallic way she supposed.

The footsteps of someone walking close by alerted her and she went back to the typical 'broken' look, and let her body slump and be sustained by the chains.

The visor in the door snapped and a pair of inquisitive eyes peered through.
The visor was shut immediately and the sound of footsteps disappeared after few seconds.


With that, Kaze straightened up and continued to look around, this time, thinking in the possible scenarios.

One, she wouldn't open her mouth and be killed.

Two, she would open her mouth and be killed.

Three, she would open her mouth and not be killed. But then she would suicide herself later just because she felt that sharing the intelligence the Prince wanted, was pathetic and a complete failure to her.

Four, she would open her mouth and spout something, a lie or a half truth, that would interest the Prince, and thus.. her life.

[color=#FFCCCC]""Eh. What to tell?" She thought about it for a while and retraced her conversation with the Prince until then.

""I have to turn this game upside down. I'm the one needing intelligence. Not him."

She gritted her teeth and shoved her left hand fully against the wall. With a sickening 'crack', her thumb was out of place and with a visible pained face, she pulled her hand from the shackle once.. And again, until the thumb metacarpus gave out and pop'ed out of place, sending a sharp pain right to her already throbbing head, but finally releasing her left hand.

Quickly she opened the other shackles, and pop'ed her thumb in place, giving out a small yelp of pain.

But the scent of food came to her senses and she lounged herself at the food in the ground, picking a small, still warm potato, a vegetable and a small piece of meat. She looked, while eating, at the remains and composed them so that no one would figure that some was missing.

After feeling the warm food in her stomach, she felt better and drank, grudgingly, some water from the nearby toilet.

With a somewhat filled stomach, she eyed the door and the possibility to flee.

"I am probably within a very secured location, with the Prince around and all. Hm. It would be of no good to try it now... I have to bid my time. And my luck." She sighed, and returned to her shackles, putting them one by one and finally adjusting the left shackle so that she would be capable of sliding her bruised hand now without effort.

She then slumped her body once again.. and waited for the Prince's arrival.

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