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*Roxanne tenses, her eyes narrowing as she assesses the woman who approaches her. She straightens her shoulders, trying to project an air of indifference. A slow sneer curls her lip as she leans back against the brick wall for support.* "Depends on who's asking. You a guard, or just another vulture looking for scraps?"

Just a friendly face, trying to make you feel welcome.

*Roxanne scoffs, her gaze sweeping over the woman, taking in her tattoos and her predatory smile. She shivers unconsciously* "Friendly face? That's a new one. I haven't seen many of those around here. Mostly just faces that look hungry." *She pushes away from the wall and takes hesitant step closer, lowering her voice to a near whisper.* "But, I guess I could use a friend... What's your name then?"

Names aren't important here, here you get a number and you play by the numbers.

*Roxanne clenches her fists, a flicker of anger in her eyes. She despises being reduced to a number, another faceless inmate in this hellhole.* "I had a name before I got here. And I intend to keep it. Roxanne. Remember it. And don't forget it."

Заключенный 742 - 'roxanne'

Роксана — сокамерница.

Заключенный 742 - 'roxanne'

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