<strong>Prisoner Ella Thompson<br/>Cell Block CD17</strong><br/><br/><br/>Slowly releasing the breath she was holding, Ella searched the pretty face of the guard and wondered at her motivations.  While Anzhelika had been friendly enough during the initial tour, the tenderness she showed now was unexpected.  The unofficial visit continued to surprise the girl on the bunk, raising her to an elbow as the other woman moved away.   The young prisoner stared at the place where Anzhelika stood to deliver her parting whisper even after the guard went off for places unknown.<br/><br/>She realized the voices outside her cell were yet another prisoner and not the return of Kate's odd cellmate.  It did not sound like this new arrival got the same consideration she herself had and catching the sight of the guard who delivered the new tenant, she wasn't at all surprised.  He was big and broad with dark eyed look that slid over her leaving a chill.  Slightly stunned Ella tore her glance away, swiveling to sit with her bare legs dangling off the side of the plastic slab, wondering at the strangeness of this prison fortress...  and its strange mercies.