<TIAMAT> *We'll say that two guards just hauled Whisper down to the dungeon and tossed her into the cell next to Genoa's, where she lies listening to their retreating footsteps before slowly sitting up.

<JETMODE> *Genoa has been cooling her heels for several weeks now, we'll say, and the sound of someone coming up the hall without giving her food rouses her from her semi-constant state of torpor.

<JETMODE> *But she doesn't say anything.

<TIAMAT> *Whisper doesn't know anyone's even near her, let alone that anyone being Genoa -- they're the only ones in this wing, BTW -- so after getting her bearings, which doesn't take long as the cells are small and dingy, she stands and wanders over to the barred door and rattles it a few times, muttering something about her bastared employers setting her up.

<JETMODE> <Genoa> *listens for a moment, faintly amused, though she doesn't quite recognize the voice* Well, at least I'm guilty of my crime.

<TIAMAT> *Whisper snorts disdainfully. "Good for y-- *pause* ... Genoa?

<JETMODE> <Genoa> Excellent guess. ... Whisper?

<TIAMAT> *Whisper: The same. How've you been? I've been trying to get them to let us come down and visit you once in a while, but they're pretty adamant about you being in solitary confinement. And this isn't exactly what I had in mind by way of visiting.

<JETMODE> <Genoa> .. I think it's better that they don't let anyone visit. But another person will at least break up the day.

<TIAMAT> *Whisper: Wonderful.

<JETMODE> <Genoa> They do feed us, but they won't let me bathe.

<TIAMAT> *Whisper: Even better. That explains the stench, anyway.

<JETMODE> <Genoa> *mildly* That could be my other neighbor. I think he passed away a few months ago.

<TIAMAT> *Whisper: And what, they haven't cleaned up the mess yet?

<JETMODE> <Genoa> *shrug* They may not have noticed.

<TIAMAT> *Whisper flops down on the little cot in the corner and stares up at the ceiling. "How much longer you gonna be in solitary?

<JETMODE> <Genoa> *chuckles* I'm in for quite a while.

<TIAMAT> *Whisper: Well, at least there won't be a lack of company.

<JETMODE> *There's a very light footstep outside Whisper's cell.

<TIAMAT> *She glances up, still lying on the cot.

<JETMODE> <visitor> Tut tut, my dear. You really think I'd be that careless?

<JETMODE> *Genoa arches an eyebrow, but she doesn't say anything.

<TIAMAT> *Whisper snorts. "Who the hell are you?

<JETMODE> <visitor> Names aren't important. I thought I'd stop by and thank you, though, for playing your part perfectly.

<TIAMAT> *Whisper stands up slowly and walks over to the door, peering out the window.

<JETMODE> *That's funny, it's completely black out there.

<JETMODE> <visitor> *sweetly* You are a pretty thing, aren't you?

<TIAMAT> *Whisper growls. "You're the one who set me up. Aren't you? *she grabs the bars and shakes them a few times, yelling something uncouth.

<JETMODE> <visitor> Temper, temper.. even if it was me, that's not going to help you now.

<TIAMAT> *Whisper: I'll hunt you down if it takes me the rest of my life, this I swear!

<JETMODE> <visitor> Do try.

<JETMODE> <visitor> It's been charming talking to you, but I really should go.

<TIAMAT> *Yes, Whisper's not trying to be very quiet about any of this and I'm sure the guards will be paying them a visit soon enough.

<JETMODE> <visitor> Chin up, dear. I'm sure the execution will go quite smoothly. *and the light footsteps retreat*

<JETMODE> <Genoa> .. Execution? My my, what have you done?

<TIAMAT> *Whisper doesn't respond. Genoa might, however, be able to just make out what sounds like ... sobbing? Very faintly, though.

<JETMODE> *Genoa decides to err on the side of tact and falls silent.