Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140525223412/@comment-3293219-20140526123503

Kaizen awoke in his bed, not the blood stained cot that he had gone to sleep in but the four posted bed, which he slept in, inside his head. The Argonian had built a sanctuary, inside his head, a retreat from the harshness of his life as a prisoner. Normally it wasn't his thing, he wasn't creative or imaginative but with so much time on his hands, the Black Argonian decided to keep himself sane. He built a place where he could escape, where he could live a preferable life, to get away from the drudgery of this dungeon.

He felt Petra's arm run along his ribs as she materialised around him, her stomach pressed against his hip and he could feel her shoulder in his hand. Kaizen closed his eyes and exhaled through his nose, enjoying this moment, as it was the only thing that he had to look forward to.

"'Morning Listener." The Imperial whispered, bringing her head up to look in his eyes as she ran her hand along his chest and wrapping her leg around his waist.

"It's morning?" Kaizen asked, glancing around the room for any clear signs to determine what time of day it was of course, they were underground.

Petra giggled, rolling on top of him and looking down, tilting her head in confusion.

"You've been up here for too long..."

Kaizen nodded in agreement, he had spent so long in his mental sanctuary that the memories of this place and the real world were starting to mould together. Petra wasn't as he remembered her, because he was beginning to forget her mannerisms, voice, even her face wasn't as clear as it once was. He'd never forget the person but it took a lot more effort to make an accurate mirage...

"Well... Here is better than downstairs..."

"Yeah..." His former prisoner mumbled, pressing her ear against his chest, her breathing began to slow down as she drifted off to sleep.

"Goodnight..."

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Kaizen rolled onto his cot, violently shaking as his mind was clawed back to his body, to sort out the current drug induced problems but there was nothing that he could do.

The Argonian got up and limped over to the nearest wall, penting up his anger and clenching his fist as he built up his strength. He'd felt anger and restlessness like this before and he would beat it like he beat all of his enemies. He screamed in fury before punching the stone wall to his cell, the first blow created a large crack in one of the brick-like stones and a shock wave went up his arm. He panted furiously before punching it again, his screams and violent outbursts insured that nobody in his cell block slept that night...

