"Silly, I told you already." she said, laying down on her own straw bed, closing her eyes and resting on her back "Freyja, Freyja Völund Svanhild.  It's alright though, you've had a hell of a day... now go to sleep and rest up.  Maybe we'll get out of here soon, right?"<br/><br/>And soon it was off to sleep for them both...<br/><br/><hr/><br/>She'd find herself waking what felt strangely early, certainly not a full night's rest, and with the darkness down here without windows it was hard to tell.  A glance at the second straw pile would show Freyja to be missing, and a glance towards the door... there she was... and the door to the cell was open?  Freyja held a finger to her smiling lips, telling her to be quiet, and behind her could be seen an unconscious guard, blood on the wall behind him from where his head had cracked against it, it would seem.  Seemed alive though... for now...<br/><br/>"The guards sometimes come by at night to the women here and, well, I'm sure you can figure out what they want." she said, smirking "This one wanted it from you, and I decided now might be a good time to get out of here... you ready to go?  The men are all asleep too, so move<em>very</em>quietly."