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Y'Vanna shook at the clamoring of yet another group of guards bringing in another prisoner. She turned away from Lautrec for a moment as the noise had startled her. The sounds from the water falling from the ceiling into small pools had all but been forgotten, and accepted as the norm. Boy was this place filling up she thought to herself. The stench of the porridge and the dank, stagnant water would still take a bit of getting used to, not that she wanted to grow accustomed to any of it, but she had in her past already began this process to some extent.
      She heard the iron door close with a loud clang and the keys twisting in the lock as the guards began to make their ascent back up the stairs at the end of the hall, and returned her gaze to Lautrec after their laughter and dialogue subsided.  She placed her hands back on the bars as if to brace herself from the reality of the worsening situation. She watched as he made several more hand signals, of which she understood absolutely nothing.  She did however notice the head nod and that seemingly was understandable at least to some extent, or so she thought.  She smiled again, very soft and inviting and turned her head in Gail's direction as well, as if to acknowledge the fellow and his inquiry.  

      [color=f7941d]"Oh, him, yes..  That's Gail, a friend of mine.."[/color]  She smiled as she mentioned him and returned her eyes to Lautrec  [color=f7941d]"He's very nice.. you'll see."[/color]  she said.

      She turned back in Gail's direction and placed a hand on his ankle as if to wake him gently.  He had been through so much that she didn't want to startle him or grieve him any further.  [color=f7941d]"Gail.. pssst..  Gail.."[/color] she spoke gently, her tone very low and hardly more than audible.

      She was still very thankful for what he had done for her.  She still couldn't entirely believe that it had actually happened, and that perhaps it had been some delusion from her head injuries.  She brushed her hand across the area where her wounds were again, just to be sure 

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