(after another day fighting in the scorching sands of the pits you head to the cells to was the gore off your body. You lemant on how some of the blood belonged to some of your friends the empire has forced you to fight. As you clean yourself the massive hand of Erica rest on your shoulder and whisper in your ear) i have a plan to get out of here but it has to be tonight. Gather the others and meet me in my quarters. (she looks to see if the guards are watching and heads to her cell)
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