She had always admired Stiletto's wily mind and knack for survival down here.She seemed to flourish on Crematoria, unlike so many others who fell and never woke up again.<br/><br/>"I'll keep her safe and pure, I promise", she said, then jumped as she heard the Beasts voice. Why was he back so soon, why, she asked herself,and silently wills Stiletto to run now, before his barbed wire whip found a part of her anatomy to bite into.<br/><br/>Damn, she thought,and winces as she toyed with him, and was too slow to dodge the barbed whip that spun down and wrapped around her arm painfully.<br/>Wincing, she doesnt dare say anything, as the Beast is the one thing that terrifies her, and if she says nothing, maybe he wont turn his attention to her.<br/><br/>She can only imagine how it must feel, and watches the blood flow from the barbs and onto the catwalk. The sound of the stunrod dropping seems to echo through the prison, and that action seems to sate the Beast, as he releases her instantly.<br/><br/>The pain from her broken arm must be agonising, but she doenst hang around or collapse, no, she's out of there, sprinting away and evading the other prisoners who think that they can catch her.<br/>She knew the bowels and levels of the prison well, and was out of their sight in seconds,.<br/><br/>That only left the Beast. The stunrod was a tempting targetr, but she didnt dare go for it, and neither did any of the other prisoners, who left it alone as if it was a coiled poisonous snake.<br/><br/>She heard his footsteps, ominous as they were coming closer to her, to her cell. He would only have that whip around her waist if she ran, so she stood her ground, unwilling to leave Jemma to whatever fate he had in mind.<br/><br/>As soon as he faced her cell and looked in, she felt her heartrate go up. Her breathing got quicker and she found she just couldnt look him in the eyes, if they even were his eyes.<br/>He had never done this before, delibrately walk down and peek in,as if this was his own personal zoo for him to enter and take from.<br/><br/>As soon as he spoke, she held her closer and didnt let her get a good look at him.She didtn need that image tormenting her nightmares. But even she coudlnt look up at his face. His words were directed at Jemma, then when she refused to let her look, he mentioned her, oh so casually as only he was capable of.<br/><br/>"I never killed anyone that didnt have it coming. I regret none of it, and I'm only sorry I couldnt kill more", she soflty says and hopes that if he forces his way in, she can have her knives out and hurt him before he can get that whip around her and take her to his torture chamber.<br/><br/>"She wont become like me, I wont let her. Say what you want to me, but, leave her out of it", she says softly and notes that Liberty says nothing.The Beasts moods were impossible to predict. He may find that amusing, or it may anger him. If this was her time to die, or become his next victim, she would face her fate.