Katria stretched out, sighing, trying to get used to the clean feeling she had. She hadn't taken a decent beth or had a set of clean clothes in a long time. It would take some getting used too.

She looked around and noticed only Charolette had changed into her new clothes. She nodded to her and decided to try and strike up a confrasation.

"So...how long have you been in the piracy buisness?"

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"Since I was 14," Charolette smiled at Katria as she grabbed her hat and smashed it upon her head, "I didn't know what else to do... I had nothing else to do. What about you?"

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"I started when I was..." She raised up her fingers and counted, mumbling quietly. "Um...when I was 7, I believe." Katria said, shrugging. "I'm 17 now."

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Charolette smiled and laughed at the fact that time seemed to fly by. "Man," she said, "I wish I could remember that far back...."

Charolette sat on the bed and hopelessly tried to think back past fourteen again, but it was no use, as usual. Redirecting the conversation, she asked, "So, do you think we should go back out to there?"

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Katria shrugged. "I don't think it matters...they might be changing, or who knows. All I want to know is what the Capt'n has in store for us."

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"That is what I was wondering about also," Charolette said as she looked towards the entry, "that is why I was wondering if we shoud go out there. However, I guess they would call us out. I would hope."

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"They had better..." Katria said with a grin. "This life keep getting weirder and weirder. This morn' I woke up a prisoner...now, I am a...well, quester, I guess, if you want to call it that."

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"There wouldn't be any better way to call it, guester. Yeah, it is sort of weird I would also presume. This is the typical situation for prisoners," Charolette responded as she looked away from the door and back at Katria.

(I never seem to want to spell your name right, Turwaithiel! I keep wanting to put Kira, another character of mine.)

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((oops! lol srry, there, mate!))

Katria nodded, laying on the bed. "Man, these pillows are fluffy." She said.

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(*laughs* That's fine... the moment you change your charrie's name is the moment I am going to get it right. Actually, I am getting pretty close.)

Charolette knodded in agreement and then looked back up at Katria. "Are you going to sleep?" Charolette asked in a mundane shock.

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"Nope..." Katria said, eyes wide open. "I am leaving my mark before I leave this place."

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"Leaving your mark?" Charolette asked with a sudden burst of interest, "Like.. what kind of mark?"

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"I don't know...." She said, sitting up. "I mean, I left an impression on the King, I think...not many 17 year old girls go to prison twice in their lifetime for the same reasons."

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"No, they don't," Charolette responded, "However, must 19 years old don't either. Although, that is unfair to say for I managed to escape the first time."

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Katria shrugged. "We are just a different type of people, I guess." She grinned.

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"I can assume the same thing," Charolette said as she looked back out of the door, "Maybe we should go outside. I really don't want to miss anything, important."

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