Randi had awakened from a dream, and she had noticed that her limbs had become sore and aching, it hadn't occurred to her that the bars were iron. She'd fallen asleep easily and often over the next few days..and felt herself weakening. She asked Eric if he couldn't move her somewhere else and explained that she needed the power of wood..the strength of it to keep vital. He had noticed she'd been looking wan and overly tired, and he'd been worrying about her welfare, and he agreed that there may be a solution. Eric couldn't move Randi from the jail, but he had an idea... He figured if he put solid oak panels in front of the bars, leaving an opening for Randi to peer out of, that would suffice until someone came up with an alternate plan. Randi was not happy with being held prisoner still, but she was cooperative and wanted this to be over with. Eric's solution was helpful, as Randi had begun to strengthen and regain a healthy glow. Eric, Have you found out anything further that leads away from me as suspect? Randi, actually, I really don't believe you murdered Brent, by now you should know that, I'm trying everything I can...and yes, I'm putting some pieces of this puzzle together. Only thing is...Now, I don't think it had anything to do with the thugs at Sands~Soulel Inc. Puzzled, Randi cocked her head just slightly.. Eric, I wish that I could either come out there..or you could come in here when we speak. I feel like an animal in a zoo. Eric smiled, and opened the cell. He offered his hand as if he were escorting her over some threshold to a ballroom, and she took it as if beyond the cell it were a whole new world. She inhaled the air and smelled coffee..and Eric quickly offered her a cup as he pulled out a chair and seated her at his desk. Would you like cream and sugar Mademoiselle? She grinned, and said..yes, both please, Monsieur. As they sat grinning like children over their coffee cups, Eric explained the situation, and that he was having a safe house arranged for her. He asked that she be patient for just a couple more days. In the meantime, her visitors were not limited, she didn't have to wear the same clothes, or eat slop, or even sleep on that awful cot. Eric had a nicer twin bed brought in for her with new sheets and a fine down comforter and duvet. You'd think a queen had been incarcerated here. The daily vagrants and drunks that had their little over night stays in the cells adjacent to hers paid no mind..they were too tired, or too wasted to mind, but the prostitutes were more than resentful. Who's the Princess Eric? One rather pretty girl with a smarmy attitude asked. Is she your favorite kitten now? Ahh.. I see.. even when I was your favorite I never got such fine things.. she must be special! Hey! Well Well, What are you looking at Princess? Ain't you ever seen a whore before?? Honey I used to be Eric's favorite little kitten.... Now I see who took my place.. ahh yo! You're one of those Half~worlder pointy-eared bitches aren't you? *Heh* Eric I knew you were Kinky.. but this is too much baby! Eric glared at the girl..Shut up your pie hole Mayzee! You know better than that! Randi just placed her hand over her mouth and mocked a yawn and turned away from the girl.. and curled up under her duvet, laying her head on the wonderful soft pillow. Night Night Eric baby..she teased.. and then, as only an elven can do, she emitted a very realistic feline purr. Eric was shocked at the cockiness displayed and did everything he could to cover a laugh, but to no avail. Under her blankets Randi shuddered in silent laughter. Mayzee laughed a little bit too..finding that she sort of liked the pointy eared bitch. Next morning before bail had been posted, Eric allowed both females to join him for coffee and donuts at his desk..and sat back watching smugly at the two as their little hen party commenced.. So, what did you do? Must be real bad chica since you won't be leaving today? Well, Mayzee, I can't exactly talk about it, but just take it from me..I'm completely innocent. Mayzee nearly spit her coffee..as she slapped her knee.. Ahh Come on! Baby we are all innocent! Randi's eyes turned down sadly..as she sighed.. yes, well..whatever. Mayzee reached over and placed a hand over Randi's don't worry.. if you want I can have my Man talk to his lawyer for you. She looked Randi over.. hey honey, you ain't bad lookin.. I bet he'd love to *ahem* be your Man too. Randi's eyes grew wide as she looked across the desk at Eric nearly laughing.. oh..umm that's all right Mayzee.. I'm sure he's nice and all, but I .. um I'll be fine. Thank you though, for the umm offer. Sure thing Randi girl! Any time! And...sorry about the pointy eared bitch thing.....