Alyson felt odd as he let his eyes scan over her body. It gave her the shivers, to be fairly honest. When he talked about her persona, she smirked a little. “Did she now?” Alyson shook her head once again and stared at him a few more moments. It seemed like she had killed his fighting spirit, at least for today.
“Hah..” Alyson laughed a little, but immediately covering up her mouth so he couldn’t see any of her teeth. They were actually perfectly straight and white, but it was a habit from long ago. When she was younger, before all this business had started, she roamed around the bigger cities. Living from car to car, living from unhealthy food, using drugs to forget about her poor life, had taken its toll on her teeth. They were crooked to begin with, but the colour had faded to a dull yellow. Hell, she didn’t even have toothpaste for the first 3 years her parents died. It was only when Alyson started to earn money she had them fixed up, and that was already 4 years ago. I guess she would never let go of that habit.
“She was out of practise actually.” Alyson felt weird talking about herself like this. It was good he didn’t know it was her, so it gave her some kind of cloak if she ever needed it. Slight annoyances started to build inside of her stomach. Why was he talking about her persona all the time, was she that pretty? “But yes, she was my top student. What’s with all the questions about her anyway? You like her?” Alyson mumbled and pushed her chair against the wall.
Picking up her knife and her tablet, she walked over to the door to her right. It was a double plated armoured door, again, with a passcode. It had a small lid of plastic to the side of it, so the prisoners couldn’t see what she was dialling. Without another word, Alyson left the room, locking the door behind her.
“How’s our prisoner?” Once she got into her kitchen, her crew was assembled on the sofa. Alice, already fixed up, David, Grunt and Sarah. Alyson took the last spot next to Sarah and took a deep breath. “I might stabbed him a little. But he’s fine, I suppose..” The whole group laughed for a moment, and then continued to their subject. All of them clearly have had some aloom, except for Alice. There was some residue on the glass table and there were 3 rolls of 1-dollar bills next to their bottles of beer. “Hey guys.. Guys? Guys!” Alyson quickly sat up. “A new rule: no more aloom during working hours. Alice screwed up big time last night and I can’t handle any more of this crap. Look what it got me into: almost arrested.” Grunt and David nodded, but Sarah crossed her arms and Alice pulled up her nose. “What? Girls, common. You, Alice, cost me 5 grant. That without me spending 3 fucking hours with that lunatic in the basement. It is what it is. No more aloom during work.” Alyson bit her lower lip waiting for a response. “Yeah, I assume we can make that work.” Sarah nodded eventually.
It wasn’t before long when all of her friends left to their own apartments, not far from here. Alyson had them on speed dial when something might happen, so she didn’t worry. “Woo.. 5AM.. I need some sleep..” Alyson mumbled, throwing the bottles of beers from her friends in the right trashcan. That reminded her: Flynn did not have anything to sleep on. Although it was against her principles to give him some sort of comfort, she descended to the basement anyway. On her way down, she picked up a clean towel and a bottle of water.
“Hey.” She said softly when the door unlocked. “I grabbed you a towel for the bleeding.” Without looking at him, she threw it between the bars and unscrewed the cap of the bottle. Next to the table Alyson opened up a panel. Inside she clicked a few switches: the light was now less bright and a very simple bed popped out of the wall. It was just a plank attached to the wall with a thin matrass on top of it. Then, stepping closer to the cell, she squatted down to the floor. Without a word she put the bottle in between the bars.
She sat down and pushed herself away from the bars to safety.