Rae slid along the walls like a shadow, only occasionally would you see a flash of her hair. She watched and waited with baited breath as a pair of guards passed her hiding spot. They were well drunk and higher than a kite. She frowned at the lack of discipline they had. How could this be legal and right. The warden should be taught how to run a prison better than this. At least in her world, there had been order and honor amongst their ranks.<br/><br/>She moved from the shadows and trailed along behind them to see where they were headed.<br/><br/>"Ha. Did you know there is a room that the little tart that does the exchanges with guards?" one of the men joked with the other.<br/><br/>"Maybe we could make use of it. Ya know, take em in there and have our fun and then drop them off the railings." the other replied.<br/><br/>Rae was almost seeing red, how dare they think their lives were worth more than anyone else's. She moved stealthily and made her way closer. They continued to talk vile things and had decided to go there in hopes that someone would be hiding there.<br/><br/>She prayed liked hell no one was, but if so, she could take them out without killing them, although perhaps they deserved it. Rae had hoped to find the nasty guard that had killed her family, but it seemed he wasn't out and about in this neck of the woods, well at least not yet anyhow.