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→ betty peabody → (fullofarrows) wrote in thereincarnates,

"You think?" Riley's muffled voice cracked from where her face was still buried in her lap, rubbing at her temples for absolutely no reason at all since that never did any good. She had to get out of here. She'd never exactly been claustrophobic, but these walls really seemed like they were starting to close in on her now. Yes, she realized just how crazy that sounded, but you try being locked up in one cell for almost a month and see if you don't go a little crazy too.

All she could think about was getting out of here and seeing Brady again, and not dying in the process. Robin was always lucky enough to escape in the nick of time whenever he was taken captive, but this wasn't some shoddily made jail cell in Nottingham and their jailers were probably a lot smarter than the Sheriff. Riley had a sinking feeling that they might not be so lucky this time. And considering how the last reincarnate of Robin Hood had apparently died horribly at these same people's hands? The red head was practically clawing at her skin trying to find a way out of here now.

After a few seconds of all but screaming inside of her own head, Riley finally groaned and raised herself up to scoot herself over to the same wall and lean against her side of it. She tilted her head at an angle like she might have if she could actually see Cora next to her instead of on the other side of the wall, grinning a little despite herself. "Just like old times, eh Dale?"