jadenguyen (jadenguyen) wrote in modernage, @ 2010-09-19 21:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | jade nguyen | cheshire, ∴ scenes: narratives |
Who: Cheshire
When: June 2
Where: Belle Reeve
Summary: Maximum security is going to be a problem...
The room that whoever-was-in-charge had put Cheshire in was very crude, and completely empty save for a few items. There were no windows, and the security cameras on the four corners of the small rectangular room (or the heat sensors, for the matter) certainly did not help her feel any better.
The bed was a stainless steel cot, secured with bolts onto the floor in the center of the room. A thin stained mattress was all that was the cot. Cheshire had thrown it on the floor after ripping it into threads in a fit of rage the day before. The pillow was nothing more than strips of fabric by then.
The sole occupant on the floor, as close to the bulletproof glass as possible. The metal chain on her leg kept her from getting close to any wall.
I could have ruled Asia, she thought, but instead I'm rotting in a cell with nothing that could help her escape. A small curse slipped out of her involuntarily, and the cameras swirled towards her. She glanced up at the one above her, grinning at it with a dead look in her eyes. She would personally see to it that whoever was watching her would be dead before she left this place, as well as the guard who leered at her every time he passed her cell.
The only problem with that plan was, there was no way she could escape...for now.