| Saturday: February 9, 2008 |
[06 Sep 2009|09:33pm] |
Who: Katy and Dante
When: mid-afternoon
Where: Dungeon
What: Visiting the prisoner
Katy chewed on her thumb nail anxiously.
She had been released from the medical pavilion not to long after being admitted. Being a werewolf did have it's perks, like healing much faster than a normal human could. She had ended up spending a few days in her home though, and hadn't left for many reasons. But now her place was starting to become oppressively big for just one person. She found herself locking the doors and making sure the windows were latched, but she kept telling herself it wasn't because of him. Besides, he was locked up behind bars.
She put hand on her neck where he had tried choking her. How dare that psychotic bastard touch her. Katy refused be afraid of him.
Which was what brought her to the dungeon now. She removed her jacket and took a breath so she could talk to the elven guards. She hoped they would allow her to go down and see him. She hadn't been aware that quite a few people had already gone down a visited him already. Apparently he had quite a few female visitors.
Katy's brow furrowed at the idea of so many women coming to visit him. How many people had he threatened and/or stalked. She headed down into the holding cells with the elven guards close at hand, as they wouldn't allow her down without an escort. She had to cover her nose as the smell of little dead things seemed to linger in the cell.
She eyed the figured beyond the bars and narrowed her eyes, waiting for her pupils to get used to the lower lighting in the room. "Well look at you Douglas, or Dante. Whoever you are." She crossed her arms and eyed the silver bars warily. "Mhm. I knew they would lock you up like a caged animal."
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