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Post by Aiden James on Dec 10, 2007 22:44:28 GMT -5
After being led to her cell with as much enthusiasm as a dead animal, she entered the cell and the guard closed the door behind her. This cell unfortunately wasn't private and she had some 30 year old woman sharing it with her. She was fine with everything, she just didn't like the woman much, nor did she like being her slave. Slave, well that was a word one could use, but Aiden stuck up for herself, earning the woman's respect at least for now.
Climbing the small metal ladder, she layed down on the top bunk content for the moment. She thought about the man she met, Jimmy. He seemed like an alright kind of guy, but she'd met him once and that wasn't enough for her to trust him. She wanted to know more about him, know where his loyalties lie if he had any for that matter.
Eyes closing her eyes, she blanked out and the noise of the yells and fights faded out.
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Post by Aiden James on Dec 11, 2007 14:59:12 GMT -5
Aiden woke up to the noise of the guards banging on the cell doors. "C'mon ladies," a female guard yelled, "Recreational time."
The blond sighed, it wasn't that she didn't like the time outside, it was the fact that her day was planned out from when she awoke to when she went to bed for the night. She was used to having freedom and being able to choose for herself. Rolling onto her back, she sat up on the tiny cell bed and pushed herself off of the top bunk. Her cell mate had already left and she eased her way out of the tiny room, down the corridors and out into the world. ((see The Grounds))
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Post by Aiden James on Dec 14, 2007 23:23:56 GMT -5
Aiden made her way slowly back to her cell, not wanting to be there. Sitting down on her bunk bed, she rubbed her eyes. She wasn't tired, just bored. Bored of the nothingness she was in. The blond watched as her cell mate entered the room, and thought nothing of it. The woman didn't speak to her, but it was mutual.
She was mid to late 30s, Aiden guessed, and she wasn't sure why the woman was in this Hell anyway. As long as she'd been there, the woman seemed to respect the blond's space, and in return she made sure to do the same. They had never kissed, never touched for that matter but she was fine with that.
With a sigh, she flopped to her side, head resting gently on the pillow before she rolled onto her back and stared aimlessly at the ceiling above her.
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Post by Aiden James on Dec 16, 2007 21:01:02 GMT -5
Time passed, and the prisoners were allowed freedom once more, the blond rolled off her bed and walked out, trying to find a place to go. There weren't many places, but she would find one after she wandered aimlessly for a while.
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Post by Aiden James on Dec 24, 2007 21:43:34 GMT -5
Aiden returned to her cell with the guidance of a guard. She hated how they followed everyone around like lost dogs, or more like dogs guarding everyone but them. With a sneer, she turned away from the door and the guard closed it, locking it before he left.
Walking over to the sink, she wetted her face, fixed her hair which my this time wasn't in the greatest shape, brushed her teeth, then climbed the small latter to her bunk. Climbing in, she fell into a blissful sleep.
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Post by Aiden James on Jan 7, 2008 20:45:02 GMT -5
After her sleep, a sleep that was as good as one could get in a place like this, she sat up slowly, not wanting to get dizzy and fall back over. Propping herself up against the wall, she let her legs dangle down. A buzzing noise went off and the cell doors opened, allowing her block or maybe everyone she wasn't sure, free for the time being. And by free, she meant not cramped in a small cell, but still locked in away from humanity.
Hopping down, she watched her cell mate leave, then with a sigh she walked over to clean herself up at the small "bathroom" like area they had. After doing so, she then left, unsure like always of where to go. Finally she decided upon the great outdoors. A place surrounded by barbwire and security who wouldn't think twice at having a chance to beat a prisoner if they fell out of place.
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