<strong>Mari Prescott</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mess Hall<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Alex Macauley<br/><hr/><br/>His tone only made her more angry, and she put her hands on her ample hips as she moved closer.<br/><br/><strong>"And what was I supposed to do? Ask any of the men for help? Not likely. You all bow to the captain's every whim, and all of the other girls are too scared to do anything. I didn't know there would be <em>that</em> many men in there anyway. And I've already admitted that I messed up. What more do you want from me?"</strong><br/><br/>Her own voice was elevating in volume, and when he mentioned chains, she narrowed her eyes.<br/><br/><strong>"I'd like to see you try to keep me locked up. See how well that works."</strong><br/><br/>Her large blue eyes glared defiantly at him as her chest heaved with angry breaths.<br/>