Nyx finished cleaning the bathroom with a nod to her head.She then
sat her cleaning supplies in a corner and left the bathroom.She
decided to go back to her cell and continue designing it.
"Powerful and he knows it. He is a narcissist though and let me
shoot him in the head once believing it would do nothing. He was
right obviously. I think we can kill him through this." Sabine
replied looking at Ricky skate on ice.
Nyx groaned as she looked up at the ceiling."And this is why I hate
being 3 feet tall."She mutters.She was currently having problems
reaching the ceiling so she could make it look like the night
sky.She threw her arms up in the air."I'll deal with you later."She
mutters while looking at her wall.She had finished making the
Victorian Gothic buildings.She smiles slightly and sits along the
other wall.It was somewhat calming staring at her design.She closed
her eyes and mentally imagined the city she had drawn.She saw men
and women walking around talking and greeting eachother like
friends.She watch a pair of kids standing infront of a shop
pointing out different toys they would like to have.All in all it
was a calming feeling.
Morigan, who had been sleeping as after twelve glasses of wine,
woke up with a pounding headache. She looked around. 'Ok, still
in this God forsaken prison, Ricky and Nyx are mucking about, that
dumb Lars guy is vomiting, and... the guard and the doctor are
here. CRAP. What is my head??? she internally screamed, getting
up and walking to the guard. "Hi, uh, miss..?" She asked, so in
pain with her head that she forgot to be sarcastic.
Nyx frowned and opened her eyes.The city she was imagining slowly
became a distorted landscape filled with cries of pain and hate.She
shook her head and stood up.She went over to her beg and grabbed
her book.She went out into the hall and looked left and right.She
was making sure no one was watching.She then slipped silently into
Ricky's cell.She breathed a silent sigh as the shadows seem to
pulsate around her.She quietly made her way to a corner in the
room,sat down,and started reading.
"You know a single torch isn't that bright and you can hurt your
eyes reading?" Ricky asked near Nyx looking at a few suits. He held
up to suits that both looked identical minus different colored
button up shirts, "Think the red looks better than the light blue?"
"I see. Well red it is." Moving at super speeds, his black and
white suit laid on the floor and he was wearing his black and red
suit. "Darn the wine." With a snap his suit was old suit was set
ablaze.
Nyx tilted her head before bunny-earing her place and seting the
book down.She got up and walked over to Ricky.She stopped infront
of him and stood on her tip toes.She reaches up and fixes a strand
of hair that was out of place."There.If I didn't know better I
would be asking who the lucky women was."She says with a small
giggle as she withdrew her hand.
The hair out of place revealed wear his right eye would be. Nothing
was there minus black. Messing up his hair again to hide his eye he
smiled slightly, "You are. I'd kill most who would do that."
Pouring a glass of wine for himself he left his cell.
Nyx blinks a few times before a humorless laugh escapes her lips."I
doubt that one Mister Ricky.I'm to tainted to be lucky."She
whispers to the shadows within the empty cell before going back to
her corner to read.
"I want a turn to be free." Lemran whined a bit.
"Alright, alright. Fine." Ricky replied calmly.
Ricky's feet became claw shaped. His bones became hollow, and his
knees and back bit a bit. He became black and red, and a his face
changed to become a visor like shape.
A moment later Lemran was running so fast that dust went flying
behind him.
Nyx had fallen asleep within Ricky's cell.She wasn't lying when she
said she felt safe here.The shadows within the cell wrapped and
twirled around her figure before calming down once again.