Fate and Fortune

[Daz]

I feel as if I should sigh. But I dont.
Its a struggle to let any sound pass my lips, except for screams of pain of course.
My tired limbs wouldnt of been able to move fast enough for the food anyway. I want to sleep.

[Jacky]

When I finished as much as I can I have a tiny bit of the bread left. I think about saving it for later, when I can eat more.. but I realize that as long as the girl is here, there'll be more bread for me when I can steal hers. So I don't want her to die. I slowly crawl back towards the place where I first took the loaf and I put the rest of it down there again, before I go back to my spot by the wall.

[Daz]

I move a hand to wipe away the tears around my eyes. The silence returns when he stops eating and retreats back to his spot in the corner.
I glance up at him a little and then at the food hes left.
Still. I dont want to touch it.

[Jacky]

I look at her curiously, not letting my gaze wander for a single second as I watch every tiny motion. If she's not taking the bread, I will. For later.

[Daz]

I dont know what to do. I'm not scared of this.. man.. so why am I still sitting here not going to get the only thing that will keep me alive in here?
Slowly my hand moves, but still I dont do to grab it.

[Jacky]

I tilt my head to the side a little as I observe her, silently. Then the doors break open with a lot of noise and two guards come in. That usually indicates the fact that it's night.. they're the last 'shift' to come check on the cells before morning. There'll be a few hours of darkness, and darkness alone.

This time the guards shout something though, into our cell, but I don't know what he says or to who it is directed.

[Daz]

I shudder at the noise of there voices, pressing myself closer against the damp, cold walls.

[Jacky]

One of the guards gestures at me and shouts again. I press my back against the wall firmly, bracing myself. I don't know what I did wrong this time. I don't know why they would be after me again. I didn't do nothing wrong! I just sit, eat, sit and stare in the darkness and I never..

I get hauled onto my feet, and the sudden movement makes my stomach somersault. I try to struggle free.. despite the long time that I've been here, I never let them get me easily. Never. I fight, and I'll keep fighting until I die. But it's little use as they push me out of the cell. I drop to my knees and I feel a sharp sting from where the skin on my right knee teared earlier. I cringe, but try and get up by myself.

[Daz]

I look over sharply to whats going on.. I feel badly for him, because I know what its like - and it seems like hes been here alot longer than me.
I do use this moment to ger the food though. I eat it as fast as I can before getting back into my corner, my face hiding back behind my hair once more.

[Jacky]

Nearly an hour later I get thrown back into the cell. Face down on the floor. I try my best to break my fall but my movements are to slow and I end up simply collapsing. From the moment that I'm on the floor I don't move anymore, I just close my eyes and breath slowly.

My face is bruised badly, my nose bleeding, and there's a long cut across my cheek. The back of my shirt, which is torn here and there, is stained with blood. Frankly, hardly any of it is from this time. Mostly it's just the old wounds that opened again, spilling the energy that's still inside of me without any mercy.

And yes, my energy is fully gone. I just lay there, oh so still, concentrating on breathing and repeating in my head that I'll live, and I'll get out, and I won't die in a hell like this.