Nitesh had laid in the darkness hours before the lights flickered and the lights beamed down upon them all. She had sat and listened to the hum and echos that sounded within the metal beneath her.<br/><br/>Her voice trailing off in some mad chant "1, 2, 3, 4, count the guards outside your gate. 5, 6, set him straight. 7, 8, break the gate. 9, 10, start over again" this continued even in her sleep.<br/><br/>But with the return of light and the echoing whispers of the Gifts occupants. Nitesh pushed to her feet doing a bit of grooming to herself and headed off to eat the gloop that now passed as food. Nitesh didn't come really for the food but for the feel of the cool metal under her feet and the echos that surrounded her. Three guards always watched her with weary eyes just daring her to make the wrong move and with this she had a little fun. With a slight flick of her wrist a  screw came undone from  a wall and went straight for the guards skull.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">’Dunk’</span>it clinked against the guards platinum armor, oh how badly did she want to bend him into nothing like a used up piece of paper. The Guard swiveled a few times trying to figure out what exactly had hit him, his jumpiness made Nitesh chuckle lightly to herself. But on Nitesh’s opposite side she could feel the light and hurried vibration’s from the metal under her feet warning of incoming trouble.<br/><br/>Nitesh readied herself for it, eyes forward, feet squared, arms clenched.<span style="font-style: italic">’Whack’</span>went the gun that the guard held and had aimed for her face. Nitesh sucked in a breath, a smile on her lips as she licked up the blood from her lip.<br/><br/>“Keep moving!”  bellowed the guard. Nitesh merely smiled and walked forward.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">”Weakling, last weeks guard hit way harder than that. Tsk tsk tsk there slacking, silly fools.”</span>she thought to herself as she redid her tray as she walked along with the rest of the group.