October 16, 2011 (Prison Complex, Iacon) --- Chromia huffs at her lack of visitors. She has enough grace not to sneak out of the brig like the twin that put her in here, and certainly not while under Horizon's watch, but that didn't mean she had to /like/ it. Seriously, all she did was start one tiny little fight, and she was the one that got punished for it, with no good scars to show for it. Looking longingly at her shiny new anti-aircraft rifle that has been confiscated just out of her reach, she looks up at the sound of someone entering. "Oh, thank Primus someone from security got down here. Been festerin' in this cell for solars. Aint easy."