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Opening the door and letting Roxas through first, Sora closed it and let his lover take in what the prisoners called the pit. A five layer, over heated and full of steam with metal bridges and chains everywhere. With multiple languages echoing off the rock walls. Prisoners covered in muck, grim with bruises or cuts walking around as if the injuries were nothing. He could see why Sora had adapted. Odds were, if he hadn't, he would have died. Sora patted his back gently before walking away. The blond followed along but both were stopped when a voice, in another language, spoke up at them.

Chapter two
Meet Karla

Turning around, Sora rolled his eyes when another male with messy black hair and dark brown eyes was standing there with a smirk. His clothes, a loose long sleeved shirt and baggy pants, didn't fit him at all.
"Look who dropped down into the lower part of the Jersey pool," Sora scoffed. "what brings you here, inmate?"
The inmate took a step forward, speaking bad English but enough for them to understand. "You ruin reputation. I demand payment."
"Payment for what? Kicking your ass in a jail-cell fight?" the brunette said, crossing his arms. "last I checked, you were the one that started playing dirty. Only fair that I can too."
"Tch...Fegyencek, nem érdekel az erkölcs, ugye? [Convicts, never care for morals do you?]" the inmate said while Sora just scowled and shook his head. "I demand..." "Payment, I heard you the first time. You want payment. Go find a hooker and get laid and while your at leave me the fuck alone," the brunette growled, uncrossing his arms. "that should be payment enough. Oh wait I'm sorry. We're in prison, well I guess your fucked. Piss off!"
"No"
The brunette sighed. "I am in no mood to deal with you assholes." he rubbed his right temple with his eyes closed. "why can't you just leave me the hell alone? Is that so hard to do?"
"Azt akarom fizetés! [I want payment!]"
"And I want out, do you see me getting any far?" Sora replied. "no, besides aren't you the guards prison bitch already?" the brunette commented. "How about you just go open your legs for them and get some." he turned away. "maybe that will teach you to leave me alone and fuck off." Roxas followed Sora as he walked away.
It left the inmate to alone while they walked away. The brunette groaned as more sounds increased the further they went and it increased more when they turned into a cave and went down a stone staircase.
"You are mean in here," Roxas sighed. "was that really..." "necessary? Sadly yes, only language, aside from twelve others, that they understand," his fiance sighed. "I don't want to be mean but I have to in order to survive in here." They turned down another cave and then went down another stone staircase. "no one really is nice in here. Inmates have the high-life while we convicts never catch a break. Between the jail-cell fights which usually end up with either an inmate or convict dead to the guards that love torture you daily, its hell on earth."
Sora stopped completely and turned towards him. "that and the heat is unbearable, no one really gives a damn whether your medically hurt or not, just as long as they are able to pin you down and force sex on you, which is just dandy. The guards don't care whether you starve either." The brunette turned around and walked on. "so welcome to Malestria, prison of hell."
Entering another cave, they came to an area with a large waterfall falling into a lake with a beach like look just more of rock then actual sand. Three shelves that lead up to another shelve with a mini water fall that looked like it was feeding into a pond was spilling over and creating a split waterfall that fell down onto their level. No sounds from the prison could be heard and it was cooler then the actual pit they had entered.
"These caves run for miles in this prison. The guards don't dare enter them for fear of being ambushed by us. No one uses them either aside from me, Karla and Darek. We can bath and wash our clothes and that is about it for what we can do," his lover told him.
"And how have you survived in this place for this long exactly?" Roxas asked, slightly stunned.
"...well I have blades since I can't use magic to keep myself safe to a point..." Sora replied. "one is a hidden wrist blade. One is in my shoe that I can flick in and out just like my wrist blade can...the other is in my mouth and don't ask how I achieved that one."
The blond nodded. "I won't then. Why aren't they on you though?"
"started cutting into my skin that's why, took them off next thing I know...its dragged into the burning room. Fought them off for as long as I could but...damn them for..grabbing my weak points," the brunette stated, rubbing his elbow. Think I busted this too, shit..."
"Your quite the mess huh?" Roxas sighed, walking over to him and looking at his lover's arms again. "want me to heal them?"
"You can heal the cuts and bruises but what about the other crap? Spranged ankles, wrist...fractured ankle, maybe...what of those?"
"Deal with them later," the blond sighed, casting the cure spell and starting to heal the cuts and bruises. "I can't do much without medical supplies to be honest." He made Sora sit down once he was done healing before turning the left ankle. "though...how you ignore a fracture, I have no idea."
"Had to..." Sora started before wincing when his lover moved his ankle lightly. "ow! Hey!"
"Sorry," the blond said letting go of the brunette's ankle. "just checking I swear." Sora sighed and Roxas went back to what he was doing, but the brunette winced again and he sighed. "I think you are right. If it hurts this much when I move it, its fractured. How the hell did you walk on this?" A shrug and he checked the other ankle and wrist. Both were sprung and he sighed. "yeah....I'd say you were correct on those." Roxas also check Sora's arm and claimed it was fractured too. "frieken mess after all."
"I guess so..." Sora laughed lightly as his fiance sat next to him. "can't help it though."
"No I guess not...does Karla have any supplies?" Roxas asked.
The brunette looked out at the water. "I think so. Patched me up after the first day somehow. Gotta ask her."
"Ask her what?" a voice said, grabbing their attention. A woman with green and purple hair, turquoise blue eyes in a brown dirt covered tank top and skirt with military boots with a brown shoulder bag appeared. She smiled at Roxas and walked over, holding her left hand out to reveal an old, silver wedding ring. "I'm Karla thief and murder. Prison number is 199867. Pleasure to meet you...." "Roxas," the blond told her shaking her hand and letting go. "Roxas. Sora has told me so much about you."
"I hope its all been good," the blond smiled.
Karla smiled at him and sat down in front of them. "alright...Sora..." the brunette looked at her. "I have medical supplies at last for those injuries of yours and I have stuff for you to clean and wash yourself and your clothes. So strip!"
The brunette grabbed a bag from her before standing and walking off. "and I take it you were told the rules or...." The blond shook his head. "well, its simple really. If you ever see a fight, that is a Jail-cell fight. Never stop those or get in one. They always end in a death. Never let your guard down here. People will take advantage of you if you do. So don't trust anyone. Well...you can trust me, Darek and Sora but anyone else...no. Let's see...I think that is it."
Roxas nodded and Sora came back in at last in a short sleeved loose shirt, loose pants and boots this time. He threw a bag at Karla, who caught it and sat back down. Karla smiled and stood as she handed Sora two small tins and another small bag before walking away. "also...feel free to ask me or my love, Darek for anything."
With that, Karla walked away and Sora went to stand but Roxas stopped him.
"You need to stop walking or you'll make your other ankle even worse," he stated. "where were you going to go anyways?" Sora pointed up at the fourth shelf. "I can get you up there."
"Alright...if you want to..."
Sora held on as Roxas piggybacked him and looked up. Sighing, the blond used Aero and slowly launched both of them up until they reached the fourth shelf to see that his accusation was right. The waterfall was feeding into a pond that was spilling over. He put Sora down and the brunette thanked him before putting his things down.
"What is this anyways?" Roxas asked, looking at the tin.
"Its one of those...weird tins that...create what you need. Karla said she was going to get me two. One for bathing...the other for whatever else. Just think of what shampoo and scent you want or anything else you need and your set," Sora explained.
"Really?"
"Really"
The brunette took his shirt off and sighed as he put it to the side and took the boots off. He sighed and sat there for awhile while rubbing his elbow and wincing. The blond stopped him from moving it though.
"Your making the situation worse Sora," Roxas stated. "so just let me help you."
"...alright..."

Description
Opening the door and letting Roxas through first, Sora closed it and let his lover take in what the prisoners called the pit. A five layer, over heated and full of steam with metal bridges and chains everywhere. With multiple languages echoing off the rock walls. Prisoners covered in muck, grim with bruises or cuts walking around as if the injuries were nothing. He could see why Sora had adapted. Odds were, if he hadn't, he would have died. Sora patted his back gently before walking away. The blond followed along but both were stopped when a voice, in another language, spoke up at them.

Chapter two
Meet Karla

Turning around, Sora rolled his eyes when another male with messy black hair and dark brown eyes was standing there with a smirk. His clothes, a loose long sleeved shirt and baggy pants, didn't fit him at all.
"Look who dropped down into the lower part of the Jersey pool," Sora scoffed. "what brings you here, inmate?"
The inmate took a step forward, speaking bad English but enough for them to understand. "You ruin reputation. I demand payment."
"Payment for what? Kicking your ass in a jail-cell fight?" the brunette said, crossing his arms. "last I checked, you were the one that started playing dirty. Only fair that I can too."
"Tch...Fegyencek, nem érdekel az erkölcs, ugye? [Convicts, never care for morals do you?]" the inmate said while Sora just scowled and shook his head. "I demand..." "Payment, I heard you the first time. You want payment. Go find a hooker and get laid and while your at leave me the fuck alone," the brunette growled, uncrossing his arms. "that should be payment enough. Oh wait I'm sorry. We're in prison, well I guess your fucked. Piss off!"
"No"
The brunette sighed. "I am in no mood to deal with you assholes." he rubbed his right temple with his eyes closed. "why can't you just leave me the hell alone? Is that so hard to do?"
"Azt akarom fizetés! [I want payment!]"
"And I want out, do you see me getting any far?" Sora replied. "no, besides aren't you the guards prison bitch already?" the brunette commented. "How about you just go open your legs for them and get some." he turned away. "maybe that will teach you to leave me alone and fuck off." Roxas followed Sora as he walked away.
It left the inmate to alone while they walked away. The brunette groaned as more sounds increased the further they went and it increased more when they turned into a cave and went down a stone staircase.
"You are mean in here," Roxas sighed. "was that really..." "necessary? Sadly yes, only language, aside from twelve others, that they understand," his fiance sighed. "I don't want to be mean but I have to in order to survive in here." They turned down another cave and then went down another stone staircase. "no one really is nice in here. Inmates have the high-life while we convicts never catch a break. Between the jail-cell fights which usually end up with either an inmate or convict dead to the guards that love torture you daily, its hell on earth."
Sora stopped completely and turned towards him. "that and the heat is unbearable, no one really gives a damn whether your medically hurt or not, just as long as they are able to pin you down and force sex on you, which is just dandy. The guards don't care whether you starve either." The brunette turned around and walked on. "so welcome to Malestria, prison of hell."
Entering another cave, they came to an area with a large waterfall falling into a lake with a beach like look just more of rock then actual sand. Three shelves that lead up to another shelve with a mini water fall that looked like it was feeding into a pond was spilling over and creating a split waterfall that fell down onto their level. No sounds from the prison could be heard and it was cooler then the actual pit they had entered.
"These caves run for miles in this prison. The guards don't dare enter them for fear of being ambushed by us. No one uses them either aside from me, Karla and Darek. We can bath and wash our clothes and that is about it for what we can do," his lover told him.
"And how have you survived in this place for this long exactly?" Roxas asked, slightly stunned.
"...well I have blades since I can't use magic to keep myself safe to a point..." Sora replied. "one is a hidden wrist blade. One is in my shoe that I can flick in and out just like my wrist blade can...the other is in my mouth and don't ask how I achieved that one."
The blond nodded. "I won't then. Why aren't they on you though?"
"started cutting into my skin that's why, took them off next thing I know...its dragged into the burning room. Fought them off for as long as I could but...damn them for..grabbing my weak points," the brunette stated, rubbing his elbow. Think I busted this too, shit..."
"Your quite the mess huh?" Roxas sighed, walking over to him and looking at his lover's arms again. "want me to heal them?"
"You can heal the cuts and bruises but what about the other crap? Spranged ankles, wrist...fractured ankle, maybe...what of those?"
"Deal with them later," the blond sighed, casting the cure spell and starting to heal the cuts and bruises. "I can't do much without medical supplies to be honest." He made Sora sit down once he was done healing before turning the left ankle. "though...how you ignore a fracture, I have no idea."
"Had to..." Sora started before wincing when his lover moved his ankle lightly. "ow! Hey!"
"Sorry," the blond said letting go of the brunette's ankle. "just checking I swear." Sora sighed and Roxas went back to what he was doing, but the brunette winced again and he sighed. "I think you are right. If it hurts this much when I move it, its fractured. How the hell did you walk on this?" A shrug and he checked the other ankle and wrist. Both were sprung and he sighed. "yeah....I'd say you were correct on those." Roxas also check Sora's arm and claimed it was fractured too. "frieken mess after all."
"I guess so..." Sora laughed lightly as his fiance sat next to him. "can't help it though."
"No I guess not...does Karla have any supplies?" Roxas asked.
The brunette looked out at the water. "I think so. Patched me up after the first day somehow. Gotta ask her."
"Ask her what?" a voice said, grabbing their attention. A woman with green and purple hair, turquoise blue eyes in a brown dirt covered tank top and skirt with military boots with a brown shoulder bag appeared. She smiled at Roxas and walked over, holding her left hand out to reveal an old, silver wedding ring. "I'm Karla thief and murder. Prison number is 199867. Pleasure to meet you...." "Roxas," the blond told her shaking her hand and letting go. "Roxas. Sora has told me so much about you."
"I hope its all been good," the blond smiled.
Karla smiled at him and sat down in front of them. "alright...Sora..." the brunette looked at her. "I have medical supplies at last for those injuries of yours and I have stuff for you to clean and wash yourself and your clothes. So strip!"
The brunette grabbed a bag from her before standing and walking off. "and I take it you were told the rules or...." The blond shook his head. "well, its simple really. If you ever see a fight, that is a Jail-cell fight. Never stop those or get in one. They always end in a death. Never let your guard down here. People will take advantage of you if you do. So don't trust anyone. Well...you can trust me, Darek and Sora but anyone else...no. Let's see...I think that is it."
Roxas nodded and Sora came back in at last in a short sleeved loose shirt, loose pants and boots this time. He threw a bag at Karla, who caught it and sat back down. Karla smiled and stood as she handed Sora two small tins and another small bag before walking away. "also...feel free to ask me or my love, Darek for anything."
With that, Karla walked away and Sora went to stand but Roxas stopped him.
"You need to stop walking or you'll make your other ankle even worse," he stated. "where were you going to go anyways?" Sora pointed up at the fourth shelf. "I can get you up there."
"Alright...if you want to..."
Sora held on as Roxas piggybacked him and looked up. Sighing, the blond used Aero and slowly launched both of them up until they reached the fourth shelf to see that his accusation was right. The waterfall was feeding into a pond that was spilling over. He put Sora down and the brunette thanked him before putting his things down.
"What is this anyways?" Roxas asked, looking at the tin.
"Its one of those...weird tins that...create what you need. Karla said she was going to get me two. One for bathing...the other for whatever else. Just think of what shampoo and scent you want or anything else you need and your set," Sora explained.
"Really?"
"Really"
The brunette took his shirt off and sighed as he put it to the side and took the boots off. He sighed and sat there for awhile while rubbing his elbow and wincing. The blond stopped him from moving it though.
"Your making the situation worse Sora," Roxas stated. "so just let me help you."
"...alright..."