[Flashback] Cages, Cunning, and Clipped Wings (Loretto)

[Razia]

Timestamp: 15th of Winter, 509 AV Light trickled in through the slits in between rusted iron bars, dancing along the stone wall and brushing against cold, dusty floors. It caught the silhouette of a prisoner; thin, relaxed, head tilted slightly upward, and leaning against the outermost wall of the cell. Her hair stood out as intense ember, burning in the stream of light that seemed to encompass her. Though her hands were shackled, her fingers were busily at work toying with something beneath her belt. Her eyes were shut and her lips pursed. A high whistled song resounded from them, echoing through the cell and down the corridor. She seemed perfectly at peace, basking in the cool winter light, lounged out on the ground in the corner of her cell. OOC : Hey, sorry about the lack of, well, writing. I don't exactly know what to say until you enter... Also, super random title, but I found this nifty title generator that makes fun things out of given words. Plus I do love me some alliteration!

[Loretto]

The wooden door slammed shut behind her, and all was silent. She was led by an obscure figure through the darkness, and pushed not-so-gracefully into a cell. Her hands struggled to catch her fall, but they were bound behind her back. Loretto's face collided painfully with the floor, and she grumbled something into the stone beneath her as she worked her way up to a sitting position. There was another ray of light from the door, and finally, the guard was gone. A glance around the musty cell told her that there was another being there. She blinked as she recognized the woman's traits: red hair, a small frame, and pale skin. An Inarta, it seemed. The Nuit's eyes were locked on the Inarta for some time; in fact, she hardly noticed that the woman had been whistling. OOC : Yup, same here. It's alright. I'm late again though. I hope this isn't too annoying.

[Razia]

Razia cocked a brow as a woman fell into her cell. She continued to whistle, however, as the guards stood and shut the gate, locking it, and sneering in her direction. Nodding in response, she watched the dissipate into the shadows with a curious gaze, then looked down at the girl. Blond hair, bright eyes, yet dark, imposing features. A curious case, no doubt, with features similar to a human. Cutting off her whistle abruptly, she turned, allowing her feet to fall to the ground silently as she leaned forward. Eyes wandering to and fro between the cell door and her new cell mate, Razia blinked, producing a smile. "It seems they trust me enough to leave you alone here, hmm?" Her tone was musical, high pitched, words cut off in short chirps. She pulled her legs back up on the ledge, folding and resting her elbows on her knees and her chin in her hands, waiting for the girl to speak. OOC : Oh don't worry about delay at all! My power has been either out of flickering for days, so I might be a little late as well.