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.. Feeeeel  like I did something I shouldn't have-, did I-? .<.

.. It was much to quiet for her own liking, even with the constant taps of ones feets above, below with her it seemed like utter silence.. until she noticed the, to be frank, strange-person in another cell near her own, while she couldn't see really much of anything of the figure, she was only brought to a ragged blanket over top his head, a pair boots and pant-legging sticking and pushing against their cell, and.. the strange looking hair peeking from the top, where she would've assumed was his head, it almost seemed like it should've been purple, but the color from it was drained, either it just was that, or the lighting in the room..-

no I was just trying to decide whether or not to put it in first person

"Hm?" 

But it didn't smell like death-he was alive! And if that was the case-there was a chance that she could make it-she'd go to the isles as a criminal if it meant she could get away from him-

Oh-

".. Finally, someone new.. and a women of all, how intriguing."

Whoever they were, their voice was very.. rough in a way, it sounded as if it was meant to be as sweet as honey, and as gentle as the seas winds, but was deprived of anyway to truly show itself that way,  They didn't show their face, nor even really move, other than shifting themselves onto their back, a light laugh trickling out from the end of there sentence.

"HF-" 

Her eyes widened 

"I-beg your pardon?"

".. I believe tempting yourself with such confusion isn't necessary, I can tell clear as day that you are no what who you show yourself to be, it'd be fitting, a fairy-tale as one says, but you didn't come here to listen to trail on with riddles, your going to ask questions on how I know about you.. simply from the smell, aren't you?"

"....Uh-huhhh..." 

-Oh gods-he's mad-

".. I see you don't believe me either, truth hides itself in the blind-eye.."

They then finally sat themselves up, and.. a view of beauty was shown.. it was odd seeing someone like them sitting down here in some random ship, there gentle eyes, well.. glow in there eye, was a pretty view, their facial features something to simply awe at, and their hair.. it, was indeed purple, drained, or dusty.. it still glimmered in the dim basement.

"I wonder how long it'll take for them to figure out the truth.. a day, perhaps a week or 2?.. or maybe even for the rest of our time here, hehe.. only time may tell,'

"Hf..." 

She stared at him for a moment, lips parting-then shook her head, letting out a small, frustrated sigh. If he wanted to expose her to the crew-she wondered if she had time to pry up one of the loose floorboards-she could shank him before any of the guards got back-

".. Such a sour smell, you don't really believe I mean harm to such as you? I've been waiting for someone to come here, I wouldn't want my cellmate losing there life to the sea so soon.."

He let out a slight laugh once again, the end of it having a bit.. of a odd, yet almost soothing feeling to it.. 

"Then perhaps you should stop temping me to throw myself overboard-saints, you're irritating-"