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Illium
Dilanga Maximum security prison
Cellblock R
The days had a way of blending together when all of your time was spent in a small grey jail cell. And the biotic dampers certainly didn't help matters.
Elnora sighed in annoyance as she watched the guards drag a rather beaten looking batarian past her cell. That particular batarian was her red sand supplier, one of the few inmates in the prison that was capable of getting contraband smuggled in.
And now it looked like he was going to be spending some time in solitary. Which meant his goods were now inaccessible.
The asari hissed under her breath and went back to lying down on her bunk. Things were about to get a lot more boring. Not that things hadn't been boring already.
It had been three years since she had killed that volus. Two since the reapers had invaded Ilium, and thus two years since she had been identified in a surprise police raid on an Eclipse base. Course, by that time, she had another sixteen kills under her belt.
That bastard Detective Anaya had grabbed her right before the reapers hit.
She had heard that some prisons had opened their doors and armed the prisoners, sending them on suicidal attack runs against the reapers; and if they survived, they earned their freedom. But no such luck for her.
No, the warden of her prison had kept everyone under lock and key; and as fate would have it, the reapers never even came close. Near extinction for the galaxy and the most she had seen of it was a vid of Palaven getting attacked.
The bars suddenly slid open and Elnora sat up in curiosity, previous thoughts shoved aside. It wasn't often that her cell was opened.
Two asari police officers stood in the opening with a salarian between them, one that they quickly shoved into the cell. "New cellmate Elnora. Plenty of overcrowding in the white collar prisons these days.' muttered one of them.
"You can't throw me in with the... the rabble officer!" squeaked the salarian. "I'm too important for that! I used to have Port Hanshan in my back pocket you see..." The bars slid back into place and the salarian kept wailing about the injustice of it all.
If the biotic dampners weren't on, she'd have tossed his ass into the wall repeatedly until he shut up. But since she couldn't, she opted to stick her head under the pillow and ignore him.
Or at least tried to. Grumbling in irritation, she glared at him.
"Can it frog. You might as well get used to it."
The salarian whirled around as if seeing her for the first time. "My name is Anoleis, vermin." The asari rolled her eyes. "Cram it Annie."
If he was further insulted, he didn't show it, as he had decided to stare out of the bars and call for the guards again.
"Damnable human Spectre, poking around where they don't belong. I used to be someone dammit!" That caught Elnora's attention.
"Did you say...human Spectre?"
Anoleis snorted. "Are you deaf?"
A wry chuckle worked its way out of her lips. "Sit down and shut up Annie, I think I've got a story for you...
