Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140629231702/@comment-11457306-20140630110950

Tegan recognized the accent of her own people but was not comforted. She remained backed up against the cell door where she had entered, allowing her eyes to adjust to the dimmer light. As she was able to see the man more clearly she studied him. It was hard to tell how tall he was and certainly he was lean, for life in the Black Rose did not fatten one up, but he was a big man. She would need to tread carefully. This was potential ally number one.

"I'm a little sore, but otherwise I'm okay.  Thirsty." It did not occur to her to offer her name. She was a bit rattled.

(One more, then I gotta go to work.)