It was the darkness of the slam that made it perfect for all those high ranked criminals. You might see the light of day, when you were executed. Most men didn't care for that but, with all things, they knew that eventually they'd see that glimmer of the sun reflecting off of old world style rifles. A unique trait here in Shirzat Seven.
But today was different for one man, little did he know that his life would be changing in ways he would never truly understand.
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She wasn't very big, maybe five feet two inches if her feet were bare. But she made up for that stature by carrying herself with a commanding sense of self worth. Her dark eyes flicked back and forth, studying cells as she passed them and finding their occupants to be lacking. No, her goal was deeper in the pit of Shirzat.
The guard in front of her stopped and flicked open a console hiding a numerical keypad. His fingers moved quickly over those numbers that never lit though perhaps, years and years ago, they once did. Stepping to one side, he ushered the woman into a waiting elevator then joined her for the trip that would take them two miles below the surface.
"Lady, are you sure you want to be around all these S-ranked criminals? They're not likely to be nice to a woman on her own."
Full pink lips twitched upwards in a mock smile. "Oh? And what makes you think they'll lay a hand on me?"
"Hey, just trying to give you a heads up."
She shook her head. "I know all I need to about the man I'm after, but if you're scared…" Her words trailed off when the guard stiffened and a soft laugh escaped from her mouth. "You should be."
In the dank confines of cellblock 9, a silver pair of eyes flashed in curiosity while the man inside sharpened a shiv he'd made out of a piece of rock from his cage. He could hear people coming and one seemed to smell female. It had been a long time since that alluring mix of a woman's flesh and fruity shampoo had passed anywhere near his being. For now, he would wait to see what she wanted and, if he found it to be beneficial, he might actually listen to what her real offer was. Until then, he'd search her for weaknesses that only his highly trained eyes could pick out.
The woman smiled when she noticed her intended victim watching her with the same intensity as some of the charges she kept on her own ship. This would be an interesting meeting indeed.