*Wren rolled her eyes.*

"God Celestina, for a Ravenclaw you're not all that bright. Not that I have a right to talk, I gave away tactical secrets. But Celestina, they could have killed you for the sake of your ego. We can't aford an ego down here. Morals yes. Ego no. Though at present I've violated both of mine." Wren began to laugh. "We're both a couple of dipswitches."

*She laughed herself nearly to a stupor and tehn sat up again.*

"Scuse me....second wind. Captian divert all power from computer to engines! Brain to body! Seriosly Celestina I wish I had half your guts. I'd beg any day. They aren't lower than us. As long as you keep looking down on them you're in denial of what they can do. They could wipe us out at the slightest whim, and they haven't got the morals to stop them doing it. they need us for something, and when our usefullness has been expended, we're kaput. Dead as doornails, six feet under, pushing up daisys." Wren began to laugh again, listing off varios ways to say dead. "We'll be ff to the big castle in the sky, heading off for Avalon, sailing off to the deep blue sea, meeting our makers, singing with angels, going to the Lordy! Then we'll kick the bucket, buy the farm, suck vacume, and sleep with the fishes! We'll keel over, seize up, acisotlie! Clear! DOA!"

*Wren had compleatly lost it. She was beyond caring about anything. She wasn't even sure what day it was, anymore, given the lack of a sun, and the shift work sleep. She might already be 14 and not know it. It seemed to Wren that all the rest of her life had been a dream, and then she woke up, down here in this hell hole, and this was the only thing that was real. This was all that was ever real. This was all there was, and this was all there would be, and then they would die. It was that simple, and it didn't matter. nothing Celestina said could help, because Wren had been compleatly emotionaly, and physicaly broken. Her mood swung rapidly from crying, to shouting to laughing. Nothing could be done to change anything, she belived, and mostly she ws right. There was nothing the kids could do but wait for rescue to come. IF it came...*

"Bravery is not the absence of fear. Bravery is being scared sh*tless and still doing what needs to be done. " ~Anonymous

*When there were about enough vermin to fill a shoebox the conjuring stoped, but the animals and insects rather than running off, as normal animals would do, crowded in around Wren. It was an internal coping mechanisim of hers, when she was sad, they had always been able to cheer her. She aknowedged them, though she acknowledged nothing else in this hell hole, and ceased in her scab picking, but rather than feeling comphorted, she was worried for all of thier saftey.*

"You can't be here," she whispered to them, and began to send each and every one of the animals, and a good many of the bugs, bck whrever they'd come from. "Delitrous, Delitrois Delitrois."

*Eventualy she was left with only the garden snake, who had crawled inside her jumpsuite to hide from her wand. She decided that he could stay, snakes could certainly fend for themselves. She occupied herself now, stroking warm smooth scaly underbelly with her index finger.*

"Bravery is not the absence of fear. Bravery is being scared sh*tless and still doing what needs to be done. " ~Anonymous