<blockquote><div><cite>Sashi wrote:</cite>"Jus passin'."</div></blockquote><br/>"Takin' yer rat fer walkabout, eh? Righto! Lessee 'ere, then..." The guard says, lifting the keyring from his belt. A few moments of jangling brass later, he comes up with the correct key and turns away from Sashi to unlock the second wooden door.<br/><br/>*CLICK!*<br/><br/>*CREAK...*<br/><br/>"Damned thing's stuck again... hold on." With a grunt of effort, the guard tugs the door open and turns to present his handiwork to Sashi... only to find her at the door to the slave pen corridor, fiddling with a set of keys of her own! The frogman's eyes bulge (well, bulge<span style="font-style: italic">more</span>) in alarm, and he brandishes his spear at Sashi.<br/><br/>"Hoy, whaddya think yer doin'? You ain't s'posed ta be walking around with those!" The guard's throat swells in preparation for a warning cry, in case the situation turns hostile.