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Vadania was knocked from her musings by the light knocking on her door. She looked up and locked her eyes with the brunette elf standing outside. Her brow furrowed in confusion, and her lips drooped into an irritated scowl.

"I ain't gonna stop ya." she replied.

The Duuthesh took a moment to inspect her visitor when she opened the door. Vadania sat leaning against the wall of the cell with her legs stretched out and folded at the ankles. Even from her disadvantaged position, Vadania estimated that Danairia would stand about a head taller than her at their full heights. They were dressed in similar fashion, which was to say - barely anything at all. Her eyes assessed Danairia's lean form - lithe and athletic, built for speed and precision... just like her. Vadania's gaze lingered over some of her more aesthetic assets before meeting Danairia's brown eyes.

Vadania's scowl morphed into a satisfied smirk.

"So..." the Duuthesh woman broke the silence. "What brings a lovely lady like you to my lavish chambers? I assume you're not room service? The last one was hardly exemplary... I doubt he gets very many tips with that attitude."

Vadania glanced between Danairia and the open door. She could probably jump her and knock her down long enough to get out of the cell - maybe even the block, but then what? She had no idea where her gear was, or had any clue about the building's layout. Her thieving intuition could only get her so far. No, Vadania needed an informant... Someone who could be her eyes and ears - a fellow inmate trusted by the warden.

She would do...

Step one... Gain her trust. Moderately friendly demeanor with a hint of predatory spirit? Check. Not-so-subtle compliment and disarming snark? Check. Next, learn her name... People seem to like it when you call them by their name.

Step two... Recon. Learn the layout of the prison. How many inmates? How many guards? Where was the warden's office? Where was her gear?

Step three... Escape. Vadania needed to set up a distraction, get her gear, arm her accomplice, and hopefully slit that pig's throat open while he slept. After they escaped the colosseum, they would head to the harbor and stow away on a ship.

Finally, step four... Make steamy love to her accomplice while they were trapped in a shipping crate for two weeks.

One step at a time, though... Vadania cursed herself for thinking too far ahead. Besides, she might not even swing on that side of the fence. That would be such a waste, though...