Sierra White @SnowsInStone

@TartareanPicaro + shouldn't have. Now was not the time for being flustered, or my cheeks may have taken on the tinge of an out of place rosy hued blush. At least, not by the close proximity between us, I was far more distracted by what ever was happening outside this cell door.]

@TartareanPicaro + alarm sputtered to a whine replaced by a earth trembling massive explosion, which caused my brows to crease worriedly, unaware the prisoner had moved closer to me, I nearly collided face first into his formidable chest. My hands once more ending up touching where they +

@TartareanPicaro + door locks engaged with a dull scraping sound. My eyes flickered with a mild sense of unease, as I turned away from Rohan and felt for the panic button on my person that would allow me to call for help should the need arise. It was just at that moment that the noise of the +

@TartareanPicaro + the labyrinth to shower, change, and otherwise prepare myself for the coming day. I had only planned on being gone no greater than an hours span, but prison duty is full of unpredictability and a missing prisoner alarm sounded just as I closed Rohan's cell door behind me. The+

@TartareanPicaro + burden of the curse. It was then I whispered, forgetting where I was and that the prisoner might hear.] I cannot endure this hell. [It was the only complaint I'd allow to have air. A sigh, as I straightened, walking hurriedly away from the prisoner's door, disappearing into +

@TartareanPicaro + waited, praying eagerly for morning. The red, amber, and violet hues that came none too soon. When finally my limbs could move again, one customary long exhale as I rested my forehead on the cell door. Letting my eyes slip closed as I brushed aside the mental fatigue from the+

@TartareanPicaro [So many nights had been passed frozen within this heavy shell. As heavy as the stone did weigh, my heart would always be moreso. Forced to endure hearing the prisoner I had only just escaped the sight of, pace his cell hour after darkening hour, his image my company as I +

@TartareanPicaro + transformation. Less than a minute, and I was immovable. My hand still upon the key, still fitted in the lock, spending the night in front of the prisoner's cell. Hearing but unable to speak. Knowing but unable to move. Damnable curse. How I abhorred the magic that brought it.]

@TartareanPicaro + heavy moment lay in the air before I pulled my hand away and swept past him with a courteous nod.] Very well, I'll return in the morning. Good evening. [I dared not look back, quickly pulling the door closed and turning the lock just in the nick of time as my legs began their+

@TartareanPicaro + the disapproval of upper management, to let my palm make contact upon the prisoner's chest. Mt intention was only to encourage him out of my path, but when the warmth of my hand met the heat of him, my expressionless mask cracked just a sliver as my eyes met his. A silent +

@TartareanPicaro + more dangerous events unfolding. Mere minutes before I will transform and be caught in stone's embrace within this cell. 'Tis one thing to give him my name, tis quite another to grant him access to my most humiliating secrets. My hand I hold out, braving both wolf's teeth, +

@TartareanPicaro [The door. With hooded gaze I watch as he inserts himself betwixt myself and the door. Does he know? Can he smell my fear? Is he toying with me, as if a game of cat and mouse? Or wolf, and prey? My mouth goes dry at the thought of him hunting me. But then again, I have much +

@TartareanPicaro + sunlight that threatens me with the hated stone curse even moreso than any grave consequence from your enormous hand or sharpened teeth.]

@TartareanPicaro + The task of keeping myself from exposing how much your presence effects me becoming more arduous by the minute. Nevermind the waning +

@TartareanPicaro + see how you're faring, if you'd like. [You only seem to come even nearer as I speak, whether attempting to intimidate, I cannot decide. +

@TartareanPicaro + knowing of my name.] My name? My name is Sierra. Now, I'm afraid that I simply must leave you for a spell. I can return in the morn to +

@TartareanPicaro + personal detail. With my brows slightly furrowed, and the corners of my mouth twitching momentarily, I decide no harm can come from the +

@TartareanPicaro + would even think to ask is curious in its own merit. I hesitate to answer, pondering if my superiors would object to my releasing such a +

@TartareanPicaro + Curling my fingers against my side I must force myself to look away. You had asked something. What was it? Ah, yes. My name. That you +

@TartareanPicaro + next to you I am forced to lift my chin to meet your piercing gaze. Your eyes are fathomless pits of darkness I find nearly hypnotic. +