The Adventuress and the Librarian || Closed RP || Fall-Of-The-Nightmares
Anastasia sighed as she flicked more sand free from her clothes, they may have been browned by time and lack of washing, but it was the only apparel that she had been allowed to keep including the rope tugged through holes in the slack that had been tied around her waist.
She forgot how long it had been since she had been seen another person other than her captors plus guards. It shouldn't have but it personally made her puff up in pride at the high number of guards she needed to transfer her from jail cell to jail cell. They obviously took what experience they have learned from past experiences and kept their weapons--blades and guns--out of her possible reach.
The redhead didn't bother to turn when the sound of the key turned and the door opened wide with a rustic wail, keeping her hand turning in the dirt for her own amusement. It wasn't until there was silence--no Egyptian demands, or opening of the cell door, or even the sound of heavy boots--that she turned her head and looked upon her guest with an unimpressed look, "They've sent an intellectual to a hardened soldier?"