The Other Anderson // Cooper & Rory
Rory sighed and kicked a pebble across the floor. After his short time out, he found himself back in the cells again, chained to the wall just as he had been before. His lips were chapped and wrists raw, any benefits from his time with Sebastian long gone. If anything he was worse off. The lack of substantial food was beginning to show and he didn't doubt that he had dropped several pounds already. So many of the other “slaves” had been taken off already, leaving him practically alone in the suffocating and stinking prison.
He was unsure of the man who was supposed to be collecting him. He had no idea of his intentions whereas Sebastian had been much more straightforward with him. He decided he would stick with his strategy of being polite and compliant as much as possible. He didn't want to bring any negative attention to himself. All he wanted was to lay low long enough to regain his strength so that he could escape. He heard his cell door open and he jerked his head up. Immediately, he was intimidated by the height of the man in front of him, and he eyed him warily.