[color=#ddd1be]Janetta hid the small smile elicited by Ryobi's response behind her hair; it was a subtle mixture of amusement and - most importantly - relief that he wasn't going to baby her about all of this. In all the time she'd known him, he had always had the correct instincts about her... On and off the clock. It really was unfortunate that he had a family waiting for him at home. Not that the fact had stopped Jan before. She was never really one to apologize for taking what she needed, and appreciated that Ryobi was of a similar nature. 

Her thoughts were interrupted as the cuffs released their hold around her wrists, and the warden sucked a breath in as she stretched them out, wincing at how sore they were. There was a slight dizziness that washed over her as she stood up from the chair, but it left quickly; Ryobi had made a good call on holding off on the medbots. She was fine, for the most part, and she really wasn't up for dealing with being probed by the doctor or her minions right now.

A shower. Janetta didn't realize just how much she wanted to take a fucking shower until Ryobi mentioned it. The faintest groan escaped her at the thought of that simple luxury as she tugged her panties up from around her feet and made her way slowly towards the locker in the back corner of the office. She always kept a few pieces of clothing there for comfort, especially on the long nights. "First aid kit's in the bottom drawer of the desk," she said as she extracted a dark green shirt and a pair of jeans from the locker. She bent down to fish a pair of sneakers out, as well, and a last object that she grabbed from the bottom drawer of the file cabinet.

"And here's a present for you - I'm sure yours is in the hands of one of those scumbags," she added, reaching out to hand him the loaded pistol that she should have used on the asshole bleeding on her floor. When Ryobi had taken it, she bent down and grabbed her issued gun from where her duty belt had fallen. "I'm going to the showers." For a brief moment, unspoken words of a memory hung in the air between them, exchanged by a glance. Then, unable to help herself, Janetta grinned at him. "Come find me when you want to talk."

She brushed past him, perhaps slower than necessary, and exited her office. At the entrance, she patted Kitt affectionately on the head. "Thanks for your help too, darling," Ryobi could hear her murmur before disappearing from sight. At this point, Jan didn't give a shit that she was half naked and wandering a potentially dangerous hallway. Her usual shell of an exterior was returning, and she wasn't about to play anything safe after having had the power so harshly taken away from her. If anyone tried to attack her now, they'd enjoy a nice glimpse of their Warden's figure before she filled their eyeholes with lead.
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Kitt watched the Warden strut down towards the prison showers in her underwear and a torn shirt, completely at a loss for what to say. She cleared her nonexistent throat and averted her eyes as Pryce turned the corner into the showers, and slowly stepped back into the office to face Officer Ito. "Perhaps... Ahem... Warden Pryce didn't really take anything besides the clothes and her pistol, sir. Perhaps we should take her comms device, as well? It might be helpful in contacting the Captain, if you need it."

There. That was a good change of topic. [i]Job well done, Kitt.[/i]

[color=#ddd1be]The prison showers were essentially a large room with stalls and sinks on one side and a long line of sectioned off showers and benches on the other. Janetta, impatient as ever, had begun stripping as soon as she entered the room, leaving a trail of clothing pieces that led to a bench. There, she deposited her pistol and shoes before stepping underneath one of the shower heads. She turned the knob until the water ran hot over her skin and it filled the immediate area with steam.[/color]