Elsewhere...
Rose had memorized the guards' schedules, knew the individual guards well enough to recognize which ones got a little too closer to the bars of her cell. She was a small woman; her reach wasn't great, so she had to time this just right...
Her hand snaked out and grabbed his waist, pulling him hard against the bars, hard enough to bang his head. She let him drop to the ground, pulling the keys off his belt and unlocking the door.
She didn't have much time at all, she knew. The schedule was tight and this bozo would be missed. But even with her healing factor on the fritz, her senses still worked. Follow the smells of people, find a phone, get a ride home.
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