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I had the 'jig' one first but then I saw the jail one and felt it was more appropriate xD

Also it wouldn't let me fit your x's in >.<

XxIron_Maiden_OpheliaXx « Reply #24 on: 07 September 2010, 19:02:41 »

Ludwig had been preparing to go to bed,when he heard an anguished cry come from the bed. The sounds were awful as if some unseen force was beating the man, within every inch of his life. Casting aside any thoughts of going to bed now, the head guard walked over to where Alexis lay on the bed. His dark brown hair clung to his face, drenched from the sweat that pooled down his face, and down his neck. The covers were in a disarray from the man thrashing on the bed, his face riddled with pain while his chest slick with the wetness heaved up and down. Reaching out although knowing before his hand, connected with flesh that Alexis had a sky rocketing fever. Whether it was from the days fatigue or his own punishment,followed by what the other prisoners did to him the blond wasn't for sure. The one thing he did know was that he had to bring the brunette's fever down and quickly. The younger male was the only one that would be able to help him, no one else could be even remotely trusted. The nurse was already gone for the night, so there wouldn't be any way to get any medicine from her. With everything he had it was mostly for wrapping wounds, not reducing fever so that left one another option. To say the least Ludwig wasn't going to be fond of using this method,for now it was the only way.

He would have to reduce the fever, by making Alexis body sweat it out by the means of using his own body heat. Ludwig took a moment to remove his visor cap, along with both his boots and socks laying them against the nightstand. Next the blond went for his uniform quickly doing away with the countless buttons, but not so far as to rush. Removing his clothes took all of a few moments, after the man was finished he laid the clothes aside for tomorrow's use. The older male now stood completely naked in the middle of the room, it was obvious that both his chest and shoulders were broad. From hours of vigorous training a six pack that was well chiseled was etched into his abdomen. His legs were long and lean well built almost like a horse from all his hard work, at working towards keeping his body into shape. The man's skin was a dusky tan from where he was exposed to be out in the sun, for numerous reasons that had duty calling outside the prison walls. Several scars were positioned along his shoulders, and down his back there was even a jagged scar just under his collarbone. A injury he'd received from a piece of shattered glass from an inmate,who had managed to conceal the weapon inside his anal cavity. The wound had been deep and a bitch to heal taking fifteen stitches to finally close the wound.

Finally Ludwig moved over to the bed, where the prisoner still thrashed in distress from both pain and hallucinations that were brought with high fevers. Pulling back the already pile of blankets, the older man lay down on the slender body that was wet with sweat in return wetting his own body. Pulling the covers up over both of them Ludwig moved around until he was situated making sure Alexis wouldn't be caused more pain, by his being on top of him. His long arms came around the man's back, lifting him up before laying him back down, so that Ludwig appeared to be holding on to Alexis. "I've got you go back to sleep, everything you're fighting is not real." his voice came as a murmur against the brunette's ear. They lay there with their limbs wrapped up with one another Ludwig, holding onto the feverish man doing his best to sweat out,the burning fever that seemed to envelop the brunette's entire body. This had to be one of the most daring things, the guard had ever done in his life, especially where a prisoner was involved. However this goal the one he sought that would leave the country in a better state, and him as warden had to be obtainable.

Alexis continued to be lost in this nightmare of pain and frustration, trapped and unable to escape, frustrated further when he couldn't force his mind to think a way out or really do anything much but yell and lash out to no avail.
Something heavy landed on him, holding him down, making him hotter. No no no, get off! He could hear himself say the words but he couldn't get rid of whatever it was. Why wasn't it listening.
"NO. GET OFF OF ME, GET IT OFF. GET IT OFF" the younger man fought madly in his fever unable to comprehend what was happening.

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The brunette half woke at some time to a dead arm from sleeping on his side but declined to open his eyes straight away, he felt weak, drained and more ill than he could ever remember being before.
A few moments passed and Alexis sought to move himself into a more comfortable position but found himself, he wasn't sure, wedged in somewhere? In fact, now he'd woken a little more, where the hell was he? He wasn't in his cell, the underneath was too soft. What happened?
Immediately eyes flew open to try and find an answer to his puzzle and for a moment or two his eyes fought the dim light of the room, it wasn't pitch black but it wasn't light either, he guessed it was the early hours of the morning.
It was a second later when his eyes finally adjusted that he understood.
Strong arms wrapped around him, and much to his disgust he found his own free arm wrapped around the neighbouring body... whose chest was only a couple of inches from where his head had lain so comfortably.
Alexis froze and then dared his gaze to drift confirm what he suspected he already knew, it was the officer.
What in hell had happened? He hadn't had he? Damn! He couldn't remember. Why couldn't he remember? There was the incident in the cells and then the blonde had led him out of there, but then what? There was no way that Alexis would have slept with him voluntarily, but that didn't explain his arm around the older male.

With a slight intake of breath the brunette slowly moved a weak but aching arm from where it rested, it almost scared him how void of energy he was right now, and he could have cursed when his inability to do even something as simple as carefully removing his arm resulted in his fingers brushing against the firm, and well defined as he now knew, abdomen of the head guard.
It was almost a waste, the younger male allowed himself to think for a moment, before forcing the thought from his mind, putting it down to his ill health.
Slowly now Alexis shifted so that he now lay upon his back, the pressure now thankfully off of his tingling arm, and now found himself at a point of exhaustion from that small feat that angered him no end, but also sent him back into his slumber

No telling how many hours later Ludwig, woke up from his deep sleep. One that he hadn't even planned on falling into, it must have been the way he had fought to keep Alexis calm. Shortly after sliding into bed the young male, started thrashing around. Acting as if Ludwig was the one that trying to harm him, in return the guard had been forced to pin the other down. While at first it seemed like he'd been forceful, with how he pinned his larger body down on top of Alexis. Somewhere along the way he'd resorted to talking calmly, which seemed to pull the prisoner under for a while. In return with all the fighting it must have lulled him into a deep sleep. One that had him waking up with his blond hair, a wild mess going every which way and body that felt rested beyond its years. It was a good thing today was his day off, for he wouldn't be well rested for long, should he have to deal with the prisoners. Throwing back the covers the head guard,carefully rose up out of bed so as not to wake Alexis. Only to pull the covers back up over, the naked man's body.

Before moving away Ludwig pushed his hand up, under the slightly damp bangs to find that the fever had gone down. Other than feeling clammy, the brunette would be fine for now. Taking the opportunity while Alexis slumbered, the older man decided to put something on. Instead of going for regular his uniform like he would on any other work day. Ludwig decided to wear casual clothing, as was the custom of his when he was out in the world. He selected a long sleeve button down shirt, made from cotton. For bottoms he chose to wear a pair of beige peasant pants, as the guard tended to call them. The one thing most didn't know about the blond, was that he liked dressing comfortably over dressing in formals. Slipping the shirt on over his naked chest, he began buttoning them up leaving the top two open. So that the collar was loose, and a hint of his strong collarbone, along with just a flash of his chest showed. Next he slid on a pair of form fitting underwear, before finally pulling the pants on up over his hips, and fastening the front.

From there Ludwig took a moment to comb his wild mess of a hair, brushing it down so that it fell against his face, rather than try to escape his head. As he went about his morning ritual slowly but surely, the guard found himself gazing at the sleeping prisoner through the mirror. His face was soft and calm not at all like the stubborn man, he'd punished then thereafter rescued from a group of grudge baring prisoners. Alexis actually looked peaceful almost innocent, seeing how his mouth was shut and harsh words weren't flying every which way. Ludwig silently wondered if this kid, would be the one that helped him with the goal he sought to achieve.

A firm hand at his forehead had stirred the man from his sleep, and after a while of trying to fall to sleep the opposite occurred, possibly his willing himself back to sleep becoming counter productive and grudgingly he admitted defeat and opened his eyes with a groan.
The first thing he noted was the absence of the blonde officer and the stickiness of the sheets and that horrible sweaty ill feeling he had all over, it was horrible. Shifting himself up an inch or two, his gaze fixed on the head guard who was presently grooming himself in front of the mirror and the brunette couldn't help it as he inwardly scoffed at the other's vanity.

When the older male paid him no notice, despite Alexis clearly being awake, the prisoner cleared his throat before demanding an answer from the other that had troubled him since he had awoken briefly earlier and been reminded now when he took in his surroundings "What the hell did you do to me last night?!" As he spoke, the brunette decided to do a little test of shifting his legs and rear into another postion, he wasn't in any pain... but he wasn't going to admit that until he'd received an answer from the other. Alexis wanted an explanation, needed one for his own sanity, so that he could be reassured that nothing had happened the night before. But why were they both naked and in that position.

Laying in bed staring at the ceiling, the young man racked his brains trying to remember what had occurred the night before. The furthest he'd got was remembering just how ill he felt, and how he thought that his head might actually cave in at one point. Surely the blonde wouldn't do things to him while he was ill or even passed out? Another inward scoff to himself as he rethought the events over again, this was a man who had taken a prisoner to his room and put him in his bed, not to mention the fact that in this place, there were no limits to what people would do to others and he was quick to remind himself that not everyone had his morals. Or, in fact, any.
Argh, he'd had enough of this! Throwing the bed covers off of him, he sat up properly and promptly swung his legs over the side of the bed, where he proceeded to swoon a little as his mind caught up with his body, the movement too fast for him to cope with. It was only then as he sat and steadied himself that he realised he was still naked and snatched the corner over the sheets and pulled it over his lap, now stuck on the bed without baring himself in front of the older man. Christ, he felt like hell.

Ludwig had just finished with looking presentable, when he hurried rustling coming from across the room. Turning the blond saw that Alexis was now up, and he didn't look too happy. Though who would about waking up naked, and not recalling what had went on or if anything had. His eyes narrowed some at the prisoner's angry question, insinuating that Ludwig had done something other than tend to him. Placing his hands behind him, to where they were laid flat against the cool dresser top. The older male leaned back against the furniture using it as wall to prop himself up so to say. "Don't tie me in with those lowly guards, who would take advantage of an ill prisoner." Ludwig said coldly his voice like ice. It was obvious that he didn't like being compared to anyone, that was beneath him especially not a group who chose to go along with the governments misdeeds. "You caught a fever that made you delirious, you don't recall it because the problem was solved." Ludwig stated. For the moment he didn't tell the other how it was solved, just that it was done and out of the way. It wasn't that the prisoner had evoked anger, as he had evoked a cold bitterness that left a bad taste in Ludwig's mouth.

To him and the rest of the prisoners, the head guard was nothing more than a government's dog. In a lot of ways he was however when it came to the main points, the blond guard prided himself in believing that he was in fact different. Not that he had anything to prove to the prisoners, and nor would they think any different either way. "I sweated the fever out, by using my own body heat." Ludwig finally explained. There had been no sex the very thought disgusted him, not because it was with another male. But the fact that it was with a prisoner who was in for murder. His own morals wouldn't allow him to sleep with someone who had decided to take another life. The act was unjust as it would be calling himself a hypocrite. "You have no worries I have no plans on touching you in that way." he added bluntly. About that time he pushed away the bitterness, knowing full well there wasn't any point in getting worked up over the matter. Glancing back over at Alexi's state the guard noted, he was still weak and somewhat flushed. Not to mention he was filthy his body covered with the thick sweat that created a sour smell. It seemed that yet again fate would have the pair naked together, the guard thought yet didn't think anything about the action in particular. From there the blond walked over to the bed, where he took away the covers from Alexis tugging them free from his grasp. (These too would need a good washing.)

With that done he began working on the bandages, the nurses had tied earlier they would need to be aired out and washed. The last thing the guard needed was for any of the wounds to fester, and set in a infection. "Don't fight me I'm only preparing you for a bath." the guard replied before the other could throw anything else his way. Once he had the bandages loosened, he tossed the dirty cloths in a nearby trash bin. Where he turned back to inspect the wounds some had already begun healing, while others still looked puffy. There was no open wounds, which was a good sign so there would be no bleeding. Wasting no time the guard helped Alexis on his feet, where a long arm came out and wrapped around the slender waist. He was careful not bump into any wounds that were still puffy with irritation. From there he walked/dragged Alexis so to say into the open doorway, that was just to the right of the room. The shower room was like that of the prison showers it was large and open, with a shower head hanging down from the ceiling. A lever to the right started the hot water, and the one next to it started the cold. The only different was the walls and the floors were not made from solid concrete, but from tile. Plus half of the other room that was away from the showers was quite different. A large mirror spread out up over where the sink was, the toilet just being to the right of that.

Over in the far corner there stood a metal towel rack, where soft fluffy pillows where stacked neatly on top of one another. It was obvious to say the least that the guard was living in at least some luxury to what the prisoners were. Leaving Alexis under the shower hoping he would have the sense to hold onto the wall, if he was feeling light headed. Ludwig began to undress again, the muscles in his back and chest rippled slowly as he pulled his shirt up over his head. Tossing the shirt up on the top of the towel rack, the guard then slid down his pants following his tight fitting underwear. Hardly caring that he was now naked in front of Alexis, the blond walked naturally over to the rack. Where he retrieved a washcloth, and thereafter a bar of soap. Moments later he moved under the water spray, and pulled the string allowing hot water, along the cold water to fall over their now naked bodies. Instantly the water soaked his blond locks plastering the hair to his face, and against the side of his neck. All the while the waves of water slid down his body, sliding in thin streams over his muscular body. "Relax I'm only washing you." Ludwig stated as he moved in behind Alexis, as he pressed the now lathered wash cloth against, the prisoner's back where he began to slowly wash the others sweaty back. The older man carefully avoided any open wounds, letting the water do the trick on those.

As he moved the wash cloth in small circles up and down Alexi's back. It was a firm yet careful process one where he washed every inch of the brunette's back. Moving on the guard moved somewhat closer to where, his front slightly pressed into Alexi's backside. Ludwig unaware of all this maneuvered his long arm around front, where he began washing the prisoner's chest gently. His free hand came up to rest on the brunette's hip, so as a means to steady Alexis. All the while the washcloth glided upwards, and slid back down the muscular yet slender chest. Moving the cloth lower still yet that had the cloth washing over the tight abdomen, the palm of his hand began rubbing the area with a firm yet gentle pressure. This was defiantly something new for Ludwig, and yet the thought of washing this prisoner, didn't necessary repulse the blond. Maybe because Alexis was free from the vile diseases that some of the other prisoners, were caring around on their body. That must have been it the blond thought with a mental nod.

The brunettes eyes narrowed as he heard the others reply "Surely you would have generated more heat with your clothes on." Alexis had absolutely no qualms about 'tieing him in' with the other guards, it wasn't as if this man was any different, or could be trusted. Be that as it may, in honesty, the prisoner couldn't say that he had any injuries or soreness, nor did he feel abused. He would keep quiet on the matter for the time being. In truth he was relieved that nothing untoward had occurred, but he could sense the disdain in the blonde's voice, the tone that labelled him as merely a piece of filth that deserved to be trapped between these walls and something unpleasant that guard would have to suffer.
Still, if he hated them all so badly, why bring Alexis here? Surely it would have suited him better just to leave him the cell to, quite possibly, die.
The young mans gazed fell to the floor in front of him, it made his neck ache to look up at the other for too long. The frustration at being so pathetically weak overwhelmed him, and yet he could do nothing about it, but sit here with this ignorant slave of the government and, for lack of a better phrase, suck it up.
As he noted the officer walking towards him, he immediately tried to inch away from the man, but he was too weak and merely ended up leaning as far away from the guard as possible. It must have looked stupid but at least he was trying, he'd feel a hell of a lot worse if he just gave into the other without as much fight as he could give. After all it was just a case of biding his time, this bastard would be ended just like the rest of the them when the time came.

Angrily Alexis reached for the fabric that were ripped from his hold, exposing him once again, but he was unable to wrestle them free from the blonde who had now, much to his annoyance, began tampering with his bandages despite the brunettes protests. "Another excuse to get me naked. Let's see what you'll come up with next." the prisoner spoke bitterly as he watched the guard through the dirty, used scraps in the bin before coming back and hauled Alexis up from the bed and ended up dragging the younger towards the shower, when the youth decided that he didn't need the others assistance to walk, it didn't come as a surprise to either of them when it turned out that he did.
The brunette was placed in the shower, where he found himself leaning into the corner of the wall for support while the other undressed and took a moment or two to observe his surroundings as best he could. The layout was similar to the prison showers but noticeably cleaner, and tiled. There was also a clean toilet and a sink and a large mirror, which Alexis almost caught his own reflection in, he didn't want to see what state he was in. He did however catch an unfortunate glimpse of the blonde undressing. That was the last thing he needed, it would only make him feel ill again.
Pushing himself off of the wall, he immediately sensed the officers presence behind him, and the voice telling him to 'relax' in fact caused the opposite reaction as he tensed from the feel of the wash cloth massaging his back. After a few minutes however, the brunette did indeed find himself beginning to relax, the hot water felt good against his sweaty, tired skin and the soap had caused him to feel a nice, deep clean. Something that he had experienced for a long, long while. It seemed that almost as he'd allowed his muscles to relax, that they instinctively tensed again. Where the older male had reached around to begin washing Alexis's front, the movement had caused his 'front' to push against the brunettes backside, yet the guard seemed to pay it no mind and gradually, as the soothing washing of his chest and stomach began, the prisoner began to relax again. Even daring to think that actually, this might be quite nice in different circumstances and of course, with someone else. A little too nice maybe, he noted with horror at a slight stirring within him, as the cloth circled lower and a hand gripped at his hip.
This was obviously just a natural reaction to the firm but gentle caresses upon his body, it seemed like an age since he had been touched like this now he thought about it, and he was but a man after all. It was clearly nothing to do with the blonde who was administering the cleansing process, and for the first time Alexis was actually grateful that he was so ill, as to stop his body from giving him away. Thankfully it lacked the strength.
Putting a hand out to support himself against the tiled wall, the brunette was patient, if not tormented while the older male finished washing him. Deciding that when the officer shut off the water he was just fine to make it back into the bedroom by himself.

Alexis was proved mistaken as staggered to the door frame, not waiting for a towel or anything to dry himself, as he sagged against the wooden frame catching his breath he was determined to make it. To little avail however as he stumbled a few steps into the room before dropping to the floor and dragging himself onto the makeshift bed the blonde had made the night before where he collapsed to catch his breath.

It was obvious that his touch was little more than toxic in Alexi's eyes, seeing how fast the man had escaped, after Ludwig had finished with the washing. It was just as well it wasn't like he'd wanted to wash the brunette, the whole ordeal was merely a step in the way of having his goal met. There was no kindness in any action he took towards, the other male .. his mind chided him as he watched Alexis stumble away. About that time the blond guard heading out of the shower room, was when he saw Alexis collapse onto his own bed. His long, slender body that was still incredibly flushed was dripping with water that slid down his body in small streams. Towel in hand the head guard made his way over to the younger male, a towel coming his own lower half while Alexis was naked as the day he was born. "You're like a dog with the way, you just lay yourself out like that. Earlier you were so determined not to let me see anything, and now you hardly care." Ludwig commented as he plopped the towel over the dark head. From there Ludwig set to ruffling the towel over, the wet locks in attempt to dry most of the hair so Alexis wouldn't catch a chill. The guard was hardly rough as he worked the towel, into the others wet head though it must seem like that with the way he handled the prisoner.

Moments later he switched to drying off the slippery body, sinking down in front of Alexis he wiped the towel all down the front of the tan chest, sliding it lower down to the tight abdomen, dabbing more than he rubbed. Next he did a quick swipe of the long tan longs, before tossing the towel into the bathroom. "For now we'll leave your wounds to air out. I've got a shirt you can wear for the night." Ludwig informed the other as he rose his towel slipping some to expose a flash of his tan hip. The shirt would no doubt be way too big on the prisoner, although the blond thought the other would prefer it to being naked. Deciding to leave Alexis laying on his bed for the moment, the older male turned back to his dresser where he retrieved a long sleeve button up shirt. "It'll be big but you prefer big to naked correct?" Ludwig questioned his dark eyes looking directly into the males gray eyes, as he managed to get the large shirt around the man's shoulders. Without waiting for an answer the guard, began to slowly button the article of clothing up. Already he could tell it would be way more than big, seeing how Alexis, didn't fill out his shoulder span nor the bulk of his own chest. It would have to do for the time being, the guard still had to find a set of clothing for the brunette to wear. Seeing how the clothing he had been wearing were now out of commission. Once that was done Ludwig made a quick change of the bedding, tossing the other side for the prisoners who dealt with laundry to deal with later. With that finished the guard then set to helping Alexis into his bed, where he was careful not to move to fast, least the other one get dizzy.

"I loathe the way the government is running things, I do not agree with the way they run this country." Ludwig informed the brunette as he pulled the covers back up on the younger male. Taking a moment to sit on the edge beside Alexis, the head guard decided to get straight to the point. "I saved you because I feel you can help me out with my obstacle. What I need from you is to spy on the working class prisoners, they are constantly around guards with loose lips." Ludwig explained. He further went onto explain that prisoners, along with those guards that would be there would know something. The prisoners in return having nothing else to do would gossip, it was the brunette's job to ease drop on the gossip and report back to him. "Furthermore if you can do that I'll have you spying on the guard's in the lobby in the guard quarters here." All Ludwig would need to do is order Alexis to clean the area on a day when the guards were sickeningly drunk, and that would be all the excuse the prisoner would need to get the info. The prisoner would be like a inside man working for the head guard, who wished to change things from within the prison walls ultimately changing things in the outside world. "You will be rewarded whether its an extra piece of bread, or another blanket and so on. I don't expect you to work for free, its just I don't trust anyone inside my own group to help me, who wouldn't turn on me." he added.

The rewards would have to be small so as not to draw attention to the secret operation. Ludwig was also aware that Alexis could still turn on him, though the brunette hardly seemed the type for he wouldn't gain what he truly wanted from turning on a head guard, who was close to becoming a warden. At most Alexis would be given a special treat, with promise of a lessened sentence, in the end only to be betrayed by the same government. Who decided that the kid knew too much, and had to be eliminated for fear of the outside finding out. "You can refuse but I doubt you'll want to. I'm a good ally to have on your side Alexis if you would only believe it." Ludwig said a moment later allowing everything to sink in. Still knowing that the brunette could say no, in which case the guard would wipe his hands of 024444 and anything that happened on the inside wouldn't be his problem.

Alexis had been unable to move since he'd flopped onto the bed. It was still incomprehensible to him just how little strength he had right now, he felt completely drained as he lay there dripping wet upon the others bed, not thinking about the exposure of his naked body until the older male broke the silence causing the brunette to tense at the realisation. "Shut up! It takes one to know one. You must have been a very good boy to get this room" Quickly the prisoner tried to move away from the blonde but he couldn't manage it before the other dropped the towel over his head and began to to dry his hair, which he supposed was no bad thing, he didn't need to catch a cold as well.
Damn it! Why couldn't he have waited until he'd err..calmed down a little? The firm patting and massaging of the towel over his skin was producing the same reaction as before, though this time it was clear to the young man that it was just an instinctive reaction. Yes, it was definitely just that. Irregardless, the fact that the officer loomed over him as he dried him off, didn't help him calm his nerves any.

The prisoner managed to prop himself up some and then eventually, after a bit of a struggle, managed to sit up while the blonde went to the dresser to fetch the shirt. The questioning from the guard made him feel trapped, but he matched the others strong gaze with his own, choosing to remain silent as of course the only answer he could really give would be an agreement to the shirt. He did want the other mans clothes but he sure as he didn't want to be naked any longer in the officers presence, though to be fair, there wasn't a whole lot of point panicking to cover up now, he'd definitely seen everything Alexis thought with dismay.
So he sat, deliberately not moving that would in any way assist with the blonde putting on the shirt, but was also careful not to do anything to hinder the process, he didn't want it to seem like he wanted to stay naked after all.

After he'd been half dressed in the over sized shirt, Alexis allowed himself to plop down back onto the bed and quickly fell into a light doze while the other changed the sheets of the bed and presently came back for him.
With a groan the brunette got to his feet, where the older male helped him back to the bed, which he happily sunk into. Now there was something he truly thought he'd never experience again. Nice and clean with a nice, clean fresh bed to climb into, the prisoner all but disappear in the soft mattress beneath him, the only thing that ruined it was the blonde that now sat himself on the edge of the bed next to younger male.
However the brunette had little choice but to listen to what the other had to say, and so he lay there while the officer explained his plan to the prisoner who was quite unable to believe what he was hearing.
Was the man crazy? Did he think he was stupid, why on earth would Alexis want to help him? "Right, so you think a crust of stale bread is going to be worth the price of spying?, When I end up here in this state for doing nothing." Really there was no competition, unless... Hmm, it was a possibility but he couldn't trust the blonde with the information just yet. If the head guard meant what he said, then maybe he could be useful in aiding Alexis in obtaining his freedom, and of course his revenge. "So you trust me instead of your colleagues? What if I can't trust you hmn? How can I tell you're any different from the rest of them?" Still, he didn't decline the offer, really he supposed he couldn't without causing himself more of a burden in the short term and more to fight his way out of in the long run.

Ludwig wasn't about to just limit the 'rewards' at bread, there would be more if Alexis proved useful. Getting the other to believe this was a different story, for the brunette's stubborn mind, wasn't about to allow the man to openly accept anything he had to offer. Had it been anyone else it would be a very smart response, no one else besides him would offer such a deal. Even if they had it would have been a set up, by the government to find out if the prisoners,were thinking of a rebellion within their groups. This in return happened more often than not, in which Alexis had every right to question his own motives. The penalty for taking the deal, should the guard be able to fool the prisoner was death. If not death it was a fate worse than death, it was a heavily guarded secret among the government. The latter option was to become a bitch of the government's soldiers, every night a prisoner was dressed up in some provocative costume, and forced into submission in every sexual way possible. Ludwig had attended several of those occasions, yet hadn't become involved other than watching in disgust as the man chosen was humiliated beyond repair.

Eventually the whores would 'disappear' too no one ever knowing what happened, yet knowing at the same time. "Think on it a little. We're all alone in this room I could have raped you at any time, but have I?" Ludwig pointed out. "I didn't have to save you from getting raped earlier, nor did I have to get rid of your fever, or even bring you to this room." the guard went on to explain. Although his points wouldn't likely become clear to Alexis, he'd only come up with the choice that the head guard could still rape him. Ludwig knew the possibility wasn't going to happen, yet the brunette didn't know that and would insist such. "What will it take for you to trust the fact, that I am nothing like the other guards here?" Ludwig asked suddenly his eyes locking with Alexi's. They searched the cold, hard eyes of the prisoner staring back up at him looking for answer yet not finding one. Ludwig was hardly desperate as far as expressions go, even still the guard felt compelled to know what it would take. Instincts told him it would take a whole lot, for the brunette to help him crush the higher up's. After all Alexis would be risking a lot for small rewards, his very life was on the line and while Ludwig shouldn't care about this much. If this prisoner helped him crumple the corrupt government, then the blond would be able to rationalize that the younger male still had some good in him.

In the end though Ludwig knew he was probably grasping at straws, for no prisoner would want to help out a guard. Especially not when death was on the line, and would be immediate if found out. "Tell me and if its of me power, then I shall grant it." he finally stated as the silence became full in the air. At last he rose to his feet moving away from the bed, his air still giving off a calm aura as was his nature in these situations. "If there is nothing I can do to make you believe that much. If you still wont help me, then I'll leave you to yourself." he added. It wasn't so much baiting as it was, the blond telling the prisoner that he wouldn't offer help any longer and that he would fight it alone if need be. There was to be a change within the government, the higher ups needed to be dealt with. Right now by himself, although reluctant to admit it Ludwig wouldn't be able to find out the information he wanted. He needed inside help and it was Alexis he chose, however if he had to play dominoes, destroying everyone in his path then so be it.

When Ludwig arrived back at the prison, he went straight to his room without bothering to socialize with the other guards. He'd never really been one to mingle with the trashy guards, who thought themselves superior. The blond guard begged to differ, more often than not he just ignored them and they were just as happy to leave him on his own. Upon entering his room the head guard set to laying out the wine, along with what would be Alexi's and his own late lunch, early dinner. It was as he had the table set that he noted Alexis was awake. The table was complete with a set of wine goblets, a checkered table cloth and the two plates with the pheasant and cheese, and buttered French bread upon it. It was a simple meal really however he himself wasn't all that hungry, and with the brunette not feeling well too much could be just as bad as not enough.

"Can you get up, or do you need help?" Ludwig asked as he turned in the direction of the prisoner who still looked pretty weary. The head guard half wondered if Alexis could even sit at the table, if he wasn't able then Ludwig could make a makeshift table or at least something where he could eat on the bed, without spilling anything. "There's roasted pheasant with cheese, and hot out of the oven French bread." he explained, then gestured to the wine as well. "One bottle we share, the other will be yours." If anything Alexis could drink it throughout the night, to help dull any pain or fever he might have. Alcohol could dull the senses, and if there was to be another long night then at least Ludwig would be prepared this time.

The guards question caught the brunette off guard, resulting in a snappy reply "I'm fine!" Slowly the young man sat himself up, pausing for a moment to catch his breath, before pulling the sheets back and swinging his legs over the side of the bed where he had another small rest. Alexis was determined to make that small distance to the table by himself, he only hoped that he didn't end up crashing into it as he did the bed.
With a grunt he pushed himself up from the soft mattress, again pausing as he found comfort in standing and carefully made his way across the room swaying a little in the process, but slowly and surely he made it, holding onto the back of the chair for a support for few seconds before finally slumping into the chair to catch his breath.

If he wasn't a stronger man he might have cried. How was it possible to still be this weak? It felt as if he'd run a marathon, his body was now racked from such exhaustion from such a small effort.
Alexis had to admit that the spread that lay on the table before him, almost seemed like a banquet, it was the most food he'd seen in god knows how long, and proper food too, not gruel or slop with it. His stomach growled fiercely at the sight and the brunette struggled to hold himself back. It didn't last. Taking a slice of the baguette, he began some of the pheasant and a slice or two of cheese into the stick of bread, making a sort of sandwich. The excitement of the food was almost enough of a distraction to keep him from taking in what the officer had said about the wine. Wine? For him? When was he supposed to drink it, in his cell, maybe with his gruel? Unless the older male intended him to drink it here. Either way, Alexis had to admit he was at least a little grateful for the gesture, even though he'd be working for it in the end "Run out of excuses to get me naked, so plan on getting me drunk instead do you?" It was an awkward attempt at a joke to show his appreciation to the blonde, when there was no way he could, or would say so in so many words.

Christ alive this food was better than he could have ever anticipated, and savoured every mouthful. It was strange though that not long after he began eating, that he felt he couldn't eat much more. The hunger pangs obviously meant nothing compared to his ill appetite, and as much as he would loved to have devoured the whole lot, he just couldn't manage it. The brunette remained seated though however, waiting for a drink of the wine to wash his food down with, and secondly because ill or not, he was not quite so rude as to leave the table while the blonde still ate, especially when he had provided Alexis with the best meal he'd taste in the longest while.
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Ludwig watched unyielding as Alexis who was determined to get to his chair on his own without any help. By the others movements the head guard wasn't sure, if he make it and thought about reaching out. In the end the brunette proved him wrong, by actually seating himself in the chair instead of on the floor. With that out of the away the blond guard, slid into his own chair before reaching for the wine to uncork it. Once open the guard poured the ruby red liquid, into the wine goblets setting one before Alexis, then himself. Wine was a luxury Ludwig rarely allowed himself, a lot of it having to do with the guards who allowed themselves the luxury too often. One of the many things that disgusted the head guard, this being at the top was for guards to gorge themselves on alcohol. In return dulling their senses, to where they were either not coherent stumbling like an unsightly fool, or to the fact of being a violet drunkard. From there the guard began eating not overly enjoying it, nor detesting it however he did casually catch the look in the brunette's eyes. The male was simply ravenous eating like he haven't ate in a long while, of course illness would do that to someone. Then again the food that was fed to the prisoners, wasn't all that gracious and was hardly mouth watering.

Back when he was first learning the ropes, he'd been put on kitchen duty cooking the meals, and serving them. Needless to say the prisoners never were quite full, either that or they were emptying the contents into a near by trash can. Ludwig was a rich man's son who never had to cook for anyone in his life, it was only natural that he'd suck at it. In the long run it was a good thing the guards in charge, took him off kitchen duty or else they'd have to explain why the prisoners were becoming violently ill. That aside the head guard could say it amused him, to see Alexis enjoy his food so much. What he himself took for granted everyday the brunette did not. The comment that followed threw him off the blond male, making him nearly choke on the wine he'd lifted to his lips. Although it came out more of a choking chuckle, something that was rare for Ludwig. "I'd say I was successful in that area, seeing how I had you naked more than once tonight." the blond guard stated as he reached his long arm across the table, to place the goblet back down upon the table. "Are you trying to say you can't hold your liqueur?" the guard teased a gleam in his eye, that could almost be taken for mischievous. Ludwig easily got the message Alexis was trying to convey, that it was not a snarky reply like the other times it had been.

About that time the half German noted the brunette's small appetite, any other time he might have commented on it, given the situation however it made sense. "You can have it later tonight, or in the morning before I take you back to your cell." Ludwig informed the brunette as he finished off what was on his plate, downing the rest of his wine while he was at it. Ludwig then placed the bottle next to Alexis, just in case the prisoner might want more to wash down his dry throat. The elder too remained seated as a show of some form of manners to the brunette, who sat before him as a guest at his table. Funny of all things Ludwig would have never would have thought, he'd be calling any prisoner here a guest, little lone of his room.

It was a shame that he couldn't manage to eat any more of the food. Not because he was full but because it had made him queasy, and he needed a while to let his stomach settle, and turned his attention back to the blonde. Much to do with the fact that there was not a lot else to be focusing on at the moment, the response to his quip had been well met and he offered up his own sharp reply "If you call managing to undress a man that is so ill that he is barely able to stand a success. Personally I enjoy more of a challenge." The prisoner finished with a smirk, before taking a long sip of the wine that had been poured for him. "What I'm saying is, that a small amount of wine has the same effect on a weakened man that a bottle of two has upon a strong mind, It seems that I am still able to find dubious cause for your actions" The smirk remained small on the brunettes lips, but the competition danced in his eyes.

Draining the rest of the contents from the goblet, Alexis picked at a bit of pheasant and cheese in order to savour the flavours, lest he was unable to eat again before he returned to his cell in the morning. As nice as it would be to remain in a room like this, it was better that he returned to his cell as soon as possible, so that he wouldn't get caught up in the luxury of this place, so that he would have little to miss when he returned but also that it boosted his determination to get out of here. Even if all he had was a small annex the same size as this room, it would be something.
Taking the bottle, he poured a little more of the red liquid into his glass, before offering it back to the officer across the table. Regretably part of him ached to get back into bed and rest, the other wanting to stay seated, if for no other reason than to simply not be in the bed for a few moments longer.

There was little time though, and soon he managed to get to his feet with a slight nod to the blonde, before proceeding to stagger back to bed. Upon which he ungracefully slumped and remained for a moment or two before rolling onto his back and awkwardly shifting himself so he was sitting up in the bed and able to lookout across the room. Alexis didn't want to sleep, he just needed to relaxed his tired limbs in this soft warm bed, secretly loathing the thought of going back to cells. Even if it meant that the other option meant staying with the officer a little longer.

"Hmm you never said anything about the challenge, until now. In which if I wished to get you naked, there would be a challenge no doubt." Ludwig considered. Had Alexis been anyone else then he might have welcome the challenge, for it got boring quickly if what you sought was won over too easily. However the brunette was not anyone else, he was a prisoner in Chateau Mort .. the fact that Alexis would be helping him out, was a whole over different matter. Ludwig would use who he could, if by any means necessary .. that was not to say he betrayed them in the end either. Unless of course they were the one that did the betraying first, then it was a straight vendetta which was fair game. "If I wanted to sleep with you, then why get you drunk? I believe it would be so much more enjoyable if you were to be sober, and healthy." His words hinting at a hidden innuendo in which Alexis could pick up, or be completely oblivious to the guards words. The head guard himself did not consider this as flirting, as much as it was putting a situation before the prisoner, and giving a justified reasoning for what he would do. In another situation that was. From there Ludwig watched as the weary prisoner rose from the table, his eyes following the man over back to the bed.

Alexis look wore out, which was to be expected at the same time it didn't look like the brunette would be, going to sleep any time soon. Picking up the half empty bottle Ludwig poured himself, half of glass of the ruby red liquid, savoring the taste on his tongue as it caressed his taste buds. Moving from the table the blond male, grabbed the chair he'd been previously sitting in. Only to drag it over by the bed, so that he would be sitting near Alexis should the prisoner need him. "Looks like your fever's gone down, you feel cool." Ludwig murmured more to himself, than the brunette. His large hand slipped out from under the dark locks, before coming to rest back on his lap again. "Not that you need any warning from me, when you start your mission. I'd advise you not going anywhere with the other guards." Ludwig said mainly to start conversation.

"The nicest ones are the ones you pay attention to, if there's a problem you come find me and I'll deal with them." Before Alexis could pop off a smart remark, he gave him a quick glare, that didn't exactly hold the malice that should be there. "I'm not nice remember that, in the end I'm just using you to get what I want."

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"I just assumed as such, and you are right, that would indeed be a challenge.., but not necessarily an impossible one.." There was a playful glint in his eyes as he continued with their little game of words. "Ahh yes, but alcohol releases inhibitions taking the possibilities to even more exciting ventures." Alexis was not slow to pick up on the underlying meaning to the other's words, in fact he was secretly enjoying this little back and forth. It was by far the most stimulating conversation he'd had in a long while, and sadly that said a lot.

Propped up in the bed, the brunette gazed over to the table and watched as the blonde made his way over with a chair to seat himself on, and quietly pondered the under lying meaning to their previous banter, if any. Looking at the man, Alexis couldn't deny the man was attractive and nicely built, even if he didn't really care for the man all that much. However they seemed to be able to get on in a civil manner at least, which was good when you going to be working with, or rather, for someone quite discreetly. The prisoner still wasn't sure if he could trust the man, with his valuable information, or even more importantly, if the blonde would even believe him.

A roll of the eye accompanied the lecture that now began on how to behave inconspicuously around the prison so as not to draw attention to himself. Alexis couldn't help but feel a little insulted, he wasn't an idiot, and he certainly wasn't about to put himself intentionally into any obvious danger "What nice guards? I've never seen one, maybe they got lost... or killed' The brunette couldn't help himself, there was no such thing, and he'd suffered at their hands for long enough. "Yeah, and I'm not stupid. I was planning to be exactly as I had been before, that way I can't be discovered. Unless you turn on me." Eyes narrowed briefly at the last statement, almost as if it were a warning.
Dispelling the tension, Alexis sat himself up in the bed, slightly more comfortably "Would you mind..." he began, it was surprisingly difficult, asking for such a small thing, but his pride had refused him to ask anything of a guard until now "if I had another glass of wine. You don't have to worry I won't spill it." he hastily added with a defiant stare. All the effort that had taken him back the bed had left him feeling a little parched.
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"Your not wrong but I prefer not to use force." Ludwig shot back, with an unconscious playful retort of his own. The grin that spread about his lips, was almost entirely unaware to the guard as well. His very eyes lit up when he grinned back at the prisoner, while his mouth was set in a cocky like grin, showing amusement. Although it was nothing to do with force, the image that Alexis created reminded the head guard of force. "If I were to bed someone, it would be because they wanted it too. Heh tho there's nothing like a playful push, but never rape." Ludwig added just to set his meaning. What a lot of people didn't get that, behind his rough, cold exterior Ludwig considered himself a decent man. A decent man that liked to follow the rules by the book, and not just some half assed scanning the pages either. There was no pleasure in raping someone you desired sexually, for what was the fun in not being able to tangle them up with you willingly? That was how the blond guard saw it anyways, though to everyone else he was no better than any of the guards who broke the rules.

So he left it that way, it doubled the fear and produced desirable results in the end, as far as his job went that was. "Why use a stimulus when the human body, can do so much more with better results?" Ludwig pointed out. Sure while under the influence alcohol could invoke some wild, passionate nights beyond what the normal experience would be. This just said that if someone had to use alcohol to reach a sexual peak, then it just went to show that person wasn't very good. The head guard was a firm believer, in ravaging every part of the body, exciting it to its full potential without having to use a single ounce of any form of a stimulus. Moments later the conversation took a turn for the serious, his grin slipped away, only to turn into more of a grim line. Alexis may know this prison like the back of his hand, he'd been here long enough to know this. Even still there was so much, the brunette didn't know .. so many possibilities that could happen to him. True Alexis may be nothing more than a prisoner, who had done wrong in his life. Somehow it didn't matter so much, in the form that the young male was working for him now, and would see no harm come to the young man.

"You're going to be working for me now, the guards you'll meet may try a nice act on you. There are guards who have never been inside with the other prisoners. Do you know why that is Alexis?" Ludwig questioned as he leaned forward in his chair, his eyes locking with the gray orbs. The head guard waited a few intervals before replying to his own question. "Its because they are so unstable around prisoners, that they would lose it. They're sociopaths who appear gentle, and kind but will kill you the moment they get a chance." His voice was dark, and low just barely above a whispers .. no the head guard was not afraid, but there should be every reason for Alexis to be. "Heh I only turn on my enemies." Ludwig replied the moment Alexis broke the serious aura the air had taken on.

Getting up from his chair, the guard strolled over to the table, where he poured Alexis the remaining contents, in the first bottle. It was a surprise that the brunette would ask him for anything, though not surprisingly so since, the prisoner would have to depend on him for things now. "Here. Don't worry about the sheets, the worse it could do is stain." Ludwig replied with a shrug as he handed over the wine, before taking his seat once again.
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"I won't disagree with you, but there's nothing wrong with a bit of rough and tumble" His reply answered both of the officers initial statements, and still managed to allow for the underlying innuendo to continue their banter. Alexis was a little intrigued by the other's opinions in regards to sex, he would have thought he was more of the sadistic type, and he certainly looked the part when he was in his uniform. Especially when he was in the leather pants and hand his whip to hand, it all fitted the stereotype perfectly, unless.. that's what he intended people to assume of him. To keep up the pretence. "Not to get blind drink of course, just to simply help relax..."

Another roll of the eyes set the tone for the brunette's mindset as the blonde began again "Like I said, I'm not stupid. I don't trust anyone in this place, and I'm not about to let myself be used by other guards in this place to aid any vendetta they might have against you" Although he didn't say anything in reply to the guards following sentence, he took a moment to think about what the older man had just said. If he was honest, which he wouldn't be out loud, he had assumed that the guards that didn't work in the actual prison wings were actually a little more privileged than the others and therefore were spared the dank, dark, violent oppression within. "That include you too?" Really wasn't sure why he snapped at the other like that. Maybe because the blonde had given him reason to worry about what lay ahead, and this unsettled him more than he cared to admit. It had been unnecessary though, but he wouldn't allow himself to apologise to the guard.

The prisoner watched as the tall guard walked over to the collect the wine for him to drink. "You seem like the sort who would prefer his things to always be.. just so and in perfect condition." It had indeed seemed that way to Alexis and he was a little surprised that the older male had brushed it off so casually. "So is there anything in particular you want me to listen out for?" he quirked a brow as he sipped at his wine "And what exactly is your plan?"
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To Alexi's retort the head guard found himself cracking a grin, the prisoner had him there. "I'll have to agree with you there, it makes things more enjoyable." Ludwig considered with a nod of his head. How both guard and prisoner had come to the subject of talking about sex, and so comfortably at that the blond male, wasn't for sure. The act was only natural everyone was bound to come across it more than once in their lifetimes. Nevertheless with how Alexis seemed to think, that the older male was only out to rape him, one would think it would be a topic that was strayed from. There was also the fact that Ludwig had no intentions, of ever sleeping with the brunette so discussing it must be merely trivially .. as a way to pass time. The conversation soon switched back to the prisoner, saying that he'd be fine and that he wasn't going to trust someone so easily. The fool was too damned stubborn to take advice, when it was offered .. and for once it wasn't even for reasons that would have Ludwig thinking of himself entirely. What bothered the head guard the most, was the fact that some of the guards that he knew, could charm anyone .. they didn't look the part of demented,sociopaths. They looked like every day people, that no one would suspect that's why Ludwig was so insistent about all this.

Alexis was doing this for him, even if it was a way at paying him back for not allowing the other prisoners to rape him. The least the guard could do was honor the fact, that the brunette would be protected at all costs. When Alexis snapped at him, the blond was hardly phased it was seen as more of a defensive line than anything else. "I'm not going to tell you that I'm a good person, that would only be vain." he started his deep eyes locking onto to the prisoner's gaze, holding it so his next words were meant to be seen as serious. "Whether you choose to believe me, or not. I can honestly say that I will not betray you, if anything happens we go down together." Ludwig didn't need Alexis to trust him, the younger male could even disregard the words altogether, not believing a single word. Nevertheless it would not make it a lie, for the head guard meant what he said . "I am an orderly person, still that does not make me any less unreasonable." he pointed out moments later. Other people might get upset over sheets, when it all came down it they were material things, and nothing more. Just as suddenly the air turned serious again, when the topic of his plan and what he wanted from Alexis came up for discussion. Shifting in his chair Ludwig crossed one long leg, over the other into a more comfortable position he began.

"When money is a factor you are to listen very carefully. Especially when it comes to where the money comes from, and what it goes to. Half the money that goes to the prison, that is suppose to go to fixing the prison doesn't." Ludwig then added that if the brunette could also, take note of any pricing that's mentioned it would help. The guard informed him to listen out for any prisoner names mentioned, at times there were things that were done to prisoners that didn't necessarily deserve a certain form of punishment. "I'd also like for you to listen in on names of other guards mentioned. It could mean they plan to do away with someone they don't like, or it could be someone that's in on the government." Ludwig mentioned that often they'd talk about private matters, in the guards room but would occasionally let things slip in the workers area.

"For now just listen to whatever you think might be useful, and you are to report back to me." As for the plan he began explaining saying that at first they would lie low, while pretending to do nothing while Alexis would be a spy, secretly gathering information. In time Ludwig would have him finding out where any receipt, notes, or journals were placed. Then the guard himself would go look for them, and retrieve the evidence he'd need to fight the government. "Laying low for the time being, is best thing to do. When the time comes to fight back I'll let you know." Ludwig finished hoping he'd been clear enough.
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"You don't want much do you?" the brunette answered a little more gruffly than intended, almost forgetting the decency that he'd been dealt from the officer. Something that pained him to admit that he had received. "Right, and how exactly am I supposed to report to you without falling under suspicion?" Alexis questioned, quirking his brow slightly, wanting to know that they wouldn't be caught out that way, knowing that the blonde wasn't usually in charge of his area of the prison, and the previous days meeting had set about an unlikely turn of events. "Why do you trust me to do carry out this task for you?" his eyes stared into the deep green ones of the prison guard, in fact slightly intrigued as to why he should be chosen. The man didn't seem fool enough to just a man for this sort of job just because he'd last one brought into his room, but he had no previous interactions with this man whatsoever.

Swirling the red contents of his glass, the brunette couldn't help but allow himself to take in, properly, this time, the image of the older man that sat beside the bed. A handsome, strong face, framed with blonde hair and set with piercing green eyes. Tall, broad and well built, he had seen that in the shower for himself. A spike of shock raced through him as recalled the image in his minds yes and quickly set the glass to his lips and half drained the contents in an attempt to distract himself from such an undesirable memory. It was obviously the combination of wine, that he hadn't drunk for a good 3 years which was bound to have a quicker effect of his mind as he had lost some of his tolerance to the drink, and his ill health that would have weakened his body against it's effects anyway. Of course that was the reason. In fact, he was probably still suffering from his fever the night before.
Finishing the last of the wine, Alexis handed the empty glass back to the blonde and slid down into the bed onto his side so that he still faced the officer. He was more comfortable like this, but not quite ready to sleep yet "What made you decide to become a warden?" he queried, genuinely interested in what would make someone actually want to come here of their own free will "Especially this place"

Ludwig chose to ignore the statement about him not wanting much. He himself knew that he was asking a lot of Alexis, there could be no helping the matter. Things needed to change and they needed change as soon as possible for France could not go on this way. Having a great deal of love for his country,it would only be natural for Ludwig to want to keep his homeland from going to ruin. If he could go it alone then the head guard would be happy to go off, and rescue France from the clutches of scum. Being a man the blond guard could see, that no one could win against the government alone. There had to be at least some help, before any changes could be made. "Guards are always having prisoners,running errands within the prisoners for them. It will not look strange if I ask you to go on errands for me, or to call you my office." Ludwig replied hopefully being clear enough. "Granted I know I am not usually over your sector, however you're last bit of 'trouble making',caused you to be brought to my attention." What he didn't say nothing the brunette would get it, was that there wouldn't be any suspicions against the two, if the head guard was to take Alexis under his wing.

At most the other guards would see it,as his way of keeping a handle on the rebellious prisoner. Ludwig was silent after a few moments of being asked, why he was trusting this prisoner to carry out the tasks he'd laid out. Most wouldn't and he himself probably would have never considered the option, before the other day. Perhaps it was a mistake to trust someone, who hated him and the rest of the government. Then again the blond guard didn't like doubting his own decisions, it was at a time when he couldn't believe in anyone. If he too couldn't trust his own judgment then what good was he at protecting his homeland? Ludwig rationalized. "Perhaps I trust you to return the favor, for being shown a bit of kindness in a place known as Caste Death." the blond guard replied thoughtfully. Alexis could take this or leave it at will it was the only explanation, that sounded even remotely to the truth, in which the head guard didn't even know. Ludwig took the empty goblet leaning over to put it upon the empty table, before turning back to the brunette. There was a sort of drained look in the younger male's eyes, no doubt he was growing tired by the minute. The presence of the fever still being there made it all too clear, perhaps the wine would help the man sleep free from nightmares.

It was as he thought up an answer to the latest question, that the head guard found himself studying the prisoner's looks. Alexis was not ugly by no means what with his strong facial features, and an even more tight body. While he did have a feminine resemblance this was not what made him attractive, his hair was short a nice soft brown. While his eyes were a nice mixture of gray framed with long lashes, and a set of full lips. Had he not been a prisoner Ludwig, could not deny that he wouldn't have taken a sort of interest in Alexis. "I wanted France to be a enjoyable place free of crime, or at least criminal acts that are ghastly." The blond guard looked upwards at the ceiling drawing the words to him, as they came to his mind. "I know this is but a fools dream, however any prisoner I can take off the streets it means one less death on my hands." he murmured. Following the last statement Ludwig explained, coming to this place was act of seeing reality and justice for himself. It was one of the worst prisons in all of France, being here would broadened his knowledge and in time he could do his country good.
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"It's a wonder you've managed to keep your heritage under wraps," he commented both honestly and with a hint of underlying warning "You could be branded a spy, or worse traitor" While Alexis had no real intention of blowing the whistle on the mans heritage, it probably wouldn't do him much good anyway, but that didn't mean he wouldn't use the information if he had to.
This was getting too much the brunette realised much to his frustration, as he felt his eyelids getting heavy as he listened to the guard. He hated being ill, even lying in bed and merely being awake exhausted him. It was probably for the best anyway, tomorrow he'd have to go back to his cell and so he should probably make the most of the soft, warm bed to catch as much sleep as possible and build up as much strength as possible for the next day. "I still don't know your name..." he muttered as he closed his eyes, relaxing into the warmth.

It had been two weeks to the day that he had been released back into his cell, where Ludwig had been lenient again with him as he was still too weak to do too much in the way of hard graft and spying. That morning the brunette had woken again next to the older male, a result of the guard suspecting his fever returning. Whether this had been true or not the prisoner would never know, had the man been merely sparing the both of them any embarrassment that may occur or had he actually been ill? Anyhow it didn't really matter now, he had a mission to fulfill, a mission that allow him to accomplish his goal. Over the last week or so Alexis had picked up a thing or two from the guards in food hall but nothing serious, not until this morning at least, and now he waited to be summoned by Ludwig to report his findings.
It had all gone pretty smoothly so far, but he wasn't as foolish to assume that he could afford to cut corners.

Wandering restlessly in his cell, Alexis allowed himself a sly grin as he glanced out to see Gaston and Jacques glaring and muttering as he they went about simple daily routines, muttering and in pain. One limping the other having to stop and rest his back every know and then. Usually he wouldn't be so gleeful as he knew that any punishment handed out by the guards would probably have overstepped the mark, but to hell with that, the bastards completely deserved everything they got and come to think of it, he hadn't heard a whisper from them since he'd got back. Strange, but still he wouldn't allow himself to be lulled into a false sense of security.
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It had been a few weeks since he'd saved a prisoner, went against slightly what he believed in. Ludwig had rescued a intimate from getting raped, he'd took him to his room when the man fell ill, feed him, and bought him wine. Of course it wasn't without his own hidden agenda, of which he'd gotten the stubborn prisoner to agree. The man had even acted civil to what was just regularly seen as scum, and over the course he'd say he didn't dislike Alexis so much. Not that the blond warden would think of admitting it out loud, it would make him a sympathize. In which case Rorberte Lamont the head over the entire prison, and the one he'd eventually if everything went right would be taking over for. When he wished to be warden, the position he'd been going for was the one that would land him on top, over the entire prison. This meant the mission could be even more jeopardizing, seeing how Lamont would not,take lightly to him of all people going against what the man had built.

He did not let this little piece of information get out to Alexis, seeing how the man already had enough worry on his plate. Seeing how he was a prisoner, one would think that not much worse could happen, than getting time added to the sentence. They did not know how wrong the thought was, for prisoners had a way of dying off normally the ones that had connection to Lamont. The ones that could not be swayed to turn over to the bosses' side, were tortured to break their will and if even then they could not be swayed, death would be granted. Being one of the higher up's, the hidden knowledge that would normally be kept from him was out in the open. Thus why knowing what he did the head guard, kept some of the horrors away from Alexis. The man was not naive, but while working under Ludwig's care, he'd promised to have the brunette's back, and he always kept his word. Just a few moments ago he'd sent one of the more trusting guard, (one who would not hackle the prisoner) to go retrieve Alexis.

At least two times a week the head guard would summon, the man to his chambers to learn of what he'd discovered. Or other times give him something to look in on, that Ludwig himself couldn't get close enough to without raising suspicion. Thus far he hadn't learned a lot, this the blond male knew was to be expected,if this was an easy task then he'd already had it done. To begin with Ludwig did not expect Alexis to find out anything of interest, nevertheless he was not giving up on the fact that the prisoner might pull through still yet.
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There was a rattle or the bars on his cell door that broke his chain of thought as a guard commanded for him to accompany him to the prison officers office as the door was unlocked.
Stepping outside the cell, The young mans arm was taken firmly but not harshly, a small mercy considering the usual temperament of the guards and he wondered for a moment if he'd been told not to be rough with him, although of course he would not have been informed as to why. The sullen trip to the blonde's office was as dreary as ever, but at least it should be a little warmer in the office.
Presently they came to the officers door, where his escort knocked upon the door, waiting a second or two before being given the command to enter. Once inside the guard was dismissed, leaving the two of them alone to discuss their business in private.

After a moment of remaining perfectly still, Alexis's composure changed dramatically as he relaxed, walking straight over to the blonde's desk and plonking himself down none to gracefully without so much as a word. "So..." he began, not bothering to even look at the head guard or give any other sign of respect to the older male. "What have you got for me this time, hm?" Flopping back into the chair, the brunette knew that the other would be none to pleased at being addressed in such a fashion, but as far as Alexis was concerned all formality was out of the window with the risks he took, and anyway the information he held was far too important for him to be thrown out. "It's warm in here...it's nice" Stretching out a little, he turned to look at the prisoner officer with a smirk "I got something juicy for you"
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Ludwig had grown tired of waiting, the thing was about the guards here, was that they didn't get in any hurry to carry out orders. However had he'd been right there to give the order, they'd think twice about lolly gagging around. At the same time the head guard, knew that if he seemed too impatient for his prisoner, things could go on red alert, causing a stir of suspension. That being the last thing he and his partner in crime needed, the blond male decided to curb his impatience. It wasn't five minutes later had he set to thinking of other things, was when the guard led Alexis into the room. Once the man was gone, he watched as the brunette sauntered over to him, looking as defiant as ever in the name of authority. Ludwig scowled when the other plopped down on the desk, thinking himself somehow above his fellow prisoners, who weren't let out as often as he. Nevertheless he said nothing, allowing the prisoner to talk as he liked until the words 'juicy' came into play. Still staying nothing the elder male, turned in his swivel chair facing its back to the young man. Taking out an extra helping of cheese, along with a flask of whiskey, and a double pleated blanket he placed the items on his desk for the prisoner to see. The blanket of course would be delivered later, in the evening hours of his patrol, but the cheese, and whiskey the brunette could have now.

"Its getting colder with each passing day, thought an extra blanket would help." Ludwig started in regards to the warm comment. The snows had come in so naturally the walls of the prison, would leak with condensation and who knew what. Thus making way for drafts to be created, not being able to afford for Alexis to get sick, the blanket sounded like a wise idea. It was no different from the other prison blankets as far as color goes, the double pleat would be easily concealable once tucked properly into the mattress. "Now then tell me what is so enlightening, that I will find to my liking?" the head guard inquired as he leaned back in his chair, his long legs crossing over one another. His eyes were completely trained onto the younger male, letting the other know he was at Alexis's full attention. Thus far there hadn't been much, nonetheless it'd still been helpful to a point. Regardless if they could get a bite now, even an average size one then Ludwig would be pleased with that. No one said this job of spying would be easy, after all these were men who had years worth of practice hiding things. While not completely impossible that they would screw up somewhere, and the head guard knew they would. The higher ups would still have the advantage, until the loop hole was found and they were brought off from their pedestals.
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"Cheers guvnor" he answered with a brash wink in the officers direction in response to the spread that was laid out before him and reached out almost immediately to rip off a decent sized chunk of cheese which he promptly popped into his mouth. Mmm, it tasted so good. The Whisky would go down a treat too, he looked forward to it. the brunette arched an understanding brow as he was informed of the purpose of the blanket. Until the head guard mentioned it, he'd just assumed it was to conceal the goods. The prisoner had already thanked the older male in a way and was undoubtedly grateful for the little extra warmth it would provide and pondered for a moment or two on whether to thank the blonde again, but ultimately decided against it, after all it wasn't like the officer had just given him these gifts out the kindness of his heart.

"Well, I heard one of the guards in the food court, I think his name was Chebal, talking about rumours of dodgy invoices and expenses. I'm not sure who the other guard was, his name wasn't mentioned, but he was ginger with big ears and a massive nose." Reaching out, Alexis took the bottle of whiskey from the table, unscrewing the cap and taking a good gulp "He didn't look too familiar, I've only seen him in our area now and then, you probably know who he is though." Screwing the lid back on, he sighed a little and stretched his arms, kicking his feet onto the older males desk "Oh, and something to do with a locked store room or something? I'm not sure, it was loud as usual, and I'd received my generous helping of gruel for the day so I had to go sit back down or they would have noticed something was wrong" The comment about the gruel was lined with an unmissable hint of sarcasm "How's that then? Any good?"
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Ludwig made a mental note about Chebal, so that he could pull up his file later. As head guard he was in charge of the lower ranking guards, it wouldn't look so funny, if he requested a couple files on the men working here. Upon hearing about the man with the ginger hair, with the large nose he immediately thought of Gariner. He normally worked in section B and C, which held arsonists and pick pockets those who weren't worse to be put into the higher ranks. It was strange for him to be working with the murders, and rapists .. unless of course someone higher up than himself put him there today. His blond brow wrinkled in thought, as he put together the reason for Chebal and Gariner talking with one another. "The only reason for those two to be together, would be if someone higher ordered it." he muttered more to himself than Alexis. "It was meant to look casual the prisoners, wouldn't think anything of it for them to meet one another." Ludwig's eyes settled on the younger male's, a sort of determination set in then followed by a mixture of a man on the hunt. Even if they were talking about the dodgy invoices, with lavishly expenses they obviously knew something. He wouldn't be a bit surprised if the rumors, were just deliberate act to throw anyone off, from their real purpose. If only he'd been able to get close enough, he could see if there was any underlying hidden messages, that required to read between the lines. Upon hearing about the locked storeroom, he knew exactly which one Alexis was talking about.

It was in the lower levels of the prison, it was hidden beneath an old tapestry to keep anyone from discovering it. He'd found that to but never been able to find a way inside, of all the keys he had, none of them worked. Ludwig was sure whatever was in there, would be another missing piece to the puzzle of the corrupt government's downfall. "You did quite well I can use, what you've given me. I'll look into Chebal and Gariner see what I can find on them." the head guard said never taking his eyes off the brunette. He waited a few intervals before going on, knowing full well his words would cost him, but not caring at this point. "Your next mission is going to be a difficult one, possibly even dangerous. I want you to look for any keys you can locate; I'm going to find a way into the storeroom." Ludwig said nothing for a few moments, allowing the words to sink into the brunette's head before adding. "When you succeed you may ask for anything, that I personally can give you." Glancing up at the clock the blond noted it was almost eight in the evening, soon it would be time for the prisoners to head back into their cells, and then the head check would begin. They only had thirty minutes left to talk, before things would start to get suspicious, perhaps even questioned.
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Ripping off another chunk of cheese, Alexis couldn't help the hint of smugness that came to his face as he watched the officer analysing the information that he had given him. A smugness that calmly but rapidly dissipated as the mention of a new, more dangerous mission reached his ears.
The brunette began to open his mouth in protest, as the new missions objectives were told to him. The blonde was right, it was nothing short of dangerous especially for him, a rank 1 'criminal', he wouldn't be spared an excuse or another chance, he'd be dead. Possibly on the spot. It was in this moment as he was about to vocalise his protest and let the other know of his demands, that his mouth shut instantly, absorbing the words that the older male had just spoken. Anything that he could personally give him? There were a wealth of things that Alexis could ask for, but none were as important as the mans word. This was what he had hoped and waited for, the reason he had gone along with this stupid plan. He would complete the mission he was sure of that and once completed, he would request the officers help in return. Then he could relay his story to the blonde and both their goals would be met. After all, he doubted the guard would go back on his word.. Alexis had valuable information on a noble that he guessed would be greatly appreciated.

"Alright. No doubt I'll be summoned when I'm needed" he said simply, sitting up a little before nodding to the spread before him "You think you could wrap that in the blanket and deliver it later, I'll need it more then" it was a demand dressed as a request, but right now he felt that that was the least he deserved. Pushing himself up from the seat, he wandered over to the fire grate hoping to warm himself a little more before he was dismissed. "You gonna tell me your name yet?"
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Ludwig knew he was asking a lot, from the prisoner .. it would be a lot for anyone really. While he still believed that prisoners, were there because they deserved it. This one even though bratty, stubborn to put, not to mention difficult was helping him, despite that he didn't have to. Sure he could force Alexis into submission, after all he was one of the ones,known for making grown men cry. Nevertheless the blond guard didn't think, this time around the task would be met, by merely using force. Besides according to government law, he was actually overstepping some of his own boundaries. Enough to where if the higher ups, played it right he could be tagged with treason, if they saw fit. So technically in his own way Ludwig was breaking the law, as it was now .. he however was hoping to change it. Silently the man watched as the brunette, weighed his thoughts and what the head guard offered.

He already knew by the time the other got done thinking, about the proposal that it would be accepted. There was a sort of determination, in those gray eyes the type that told him, the man wasn't going to give something up. Like every mortal out there Alexis, had something he truly wanted and would fight to get it. Curiosity compelled Ludwig to ask, what it is that he wanted, deciding it against it until later the man stayed silent. "Very well then I shall call for you, when you are to start." the blond guard nodded rising as he did. He watched as the other moved over to the fireplace, where he could warm himself. Moving in behind him the blond guard, rested his hand on the others shoulder, leaning in as he did. "I'll have it wrapped up later, and brought to you. When we're alone you may call me Ludwig." His voice was but a low murmur, and deep mainly because he heard someone walking down the hall.

Nonetheless he more than likely sounded, as he had taken on a husky tone, one that might be mistook for desire. Reaching out he turned Alexis around to face him, a steely determined look of his own filled his eyes, as he looked down at the other. "I don't often do this, but I feel you are worthy enough to know I am grateful to you." He clasped the smaller hand in his, giving it a firm handshake before stepping back. This was a silent dismissal, even if he didn't necessarily want the conversation to end .. a very unusual occurrence for him.
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The heat from the fire warmed Alexis nicely and quickly, even so far as beginning to burn into him through the thin clothes that he wore, but nevertheless he was determined to absorb as much of the warmth as possible, hoping that it would make his nights sleep a little more comfortable even with the new addition of the new, thick blanket.
The brunette heard the older male walk up behind him, but didn't expect the hand that was now placed on his shoulder causing him to tense slightly, tensing further as the blonde's voice grew lower and closer, the hot breath ghosting his ear. So his name was Ludwig eh, or so he said at least.., it fit in with his German heritage and anyway Alexis had no real reason to disbelieve him.

If Ludwig's hand upon his shoulder wasn't enough of a surprise, the other hand grabbing him and pulling him round to face him certainly was. Cool air washed of his front and heat swept across his back at the sudden movement, causing a shiver to run through him and hoped the blonde didn't misconstrue it for anything else. The younger male stood there dumbfounded for a second while his brain caught up with surreal situation of the head guard shaking his hand. If you'd have told him that in two months time he'd be in this position, he would have scoffed and probably laughed too, although it was a lot better than what he feared the other man had wanted from him.

"Right." Alexis felt kind of awkward now and was tempted with a sarcastic retort in regards to the office deeming him 'worthy' but chose not to, instead making his way over to the door. "Well you better call your monkeys in to take me back eh Ludey" It was almost amazing how irrepressible his arrogance was. "Don't forget your part of the bargain. You promised me anything" his gaze now moved to meet that of the older man, unflinching "You better be prepared.., I don't want you to disappoint me..." Alexis would be more than pissed if Ludwig went back on his word, but in fairness the older man hadn't let him down so far. Even so....
Anyway it was time to go back to the dark, cold hole his spent his days in, still if things went to plan it shouldn't be for much longer and he'd have that late night snack of cheese to keep him going through the night.
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A few days had passed since the meeting with Alexis, and the learning of some of the treachery the government was creating. It was no surprise to the blond guard, for things like this had been going on, only then he had no one he could count on. Speaking of which he hadn't heard anything from the prisoner, which was how they had kept it so not to cause suspension. Yet no news, didn't always mean good news in this case it meant that the brunette hadn't been able to locate the keys. Wracking his brain Ludwig knew that today, the other would be cleaning the lounge. Both Chebal and Gariner were both frequent visitors to the lounge, it was possible that one or the other could have a key to the storeroom. If not then then one of the other few visitors who relaxed in the room. It was risque having Alexis in that room, but if he could manage to pull off the job, then it would be worth the risk. For now he decided he would stay away from the room, just to give the brunette enough alone time in there to look.

When the time was right he would step into the room, blending in while Alexis went about the task. If anything he could distract the other guards, if the timing should call for it. Already with learning about the existence of the storeroom, being used for other things and storage, they had hit a vital area. Once he got into the room, he could look into the invoices, and whatever else might be hiding in carefully disguised boxes. Ludwig didn't expect the guards to bother with Alexis, so long as the brunette was able to walk a fine line. As out of place it was for the head guard to say this, he didn't want to have the younger male's death on his hands.
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Alexis had been doing pull ups on an old pipe that ran across the ceiling in the back of his cell. He had bulked up a little, since Ludwig had been sneaking him food. Real, proper food, something that actually had some goodness in it, the brunette was pretty sure that the gruel they were served couldn't legally classed as food in the real world. Not that he had been scrawny or anything, just borderlined malnourished. The officer had been giving him just enough to nourish him, but so much as to fill him out too quickly and arouse suspicion.

His 'workout' was loudly interrupted by a guard clanging the door to his cell open. It was time to do some cleaning. That would be the easy part at least, it was the deadly mission of searching for keys in the guards building that posed a problem. There hadn't been a real chance to search for keys yet, either he'd been put in places where there was a guard to watch, or somewhere that would just be plainly suspicious to even attempt to look.

Alexis knew the route to the guards building well now, and still enjoyed the slight rise in temperature that warmed him as he entered the large doors. Once inside he was briefed in what his duties were, as if he needed to be told how to clean. After a few moments of glaring while the brunette made a mixture of soap and water in an old bucket, the guard left and Alexis quickly started with the cupboards, unsure of when a guard may next enter.
After scouring the cupboards and searching both the obvious and not so obvious crannies and boxes, he was putting the items back into a cupboard that held all the refreshments, such as tea and sugar, he lifted the butter dish up and heard a slight chinking sound.
Placing the dish back down onto the counter Alexis lifted the lid to see nothing but a slab of butter, carefully he lifted the dish to look underneath. Nothing. Maybe he had merely caused the lid to clink against the dish. Replacing the lid again, the sound came again before he could move it again. As he lifted the lid a second time, something caught his attention...a piece of white paper was taped to the inside of the lid. The had aged and gone yellow, or maybe it had been used and crudely refastened, but one end had loosened slightly and the brunette spent no time ripping it from the top of the dish and releasing a key into the top of the butter.
Cursing, he quickly pocketed the key, smoothing over the top of the butter with the piece of paper before throwing into his bin. Quickly replacing the items into the cupboard, he breathed a large sigh of relief, before carrying on with his cleaning.

Ludwig was heading down the concrete paved hall way, on his way to the guard's lounge. He was particularly wary of going there, because of the group of guards following in behind him. He knew that the inmate would, be in the room 'cleaning' as much as he was searching for clues. Although his outward appearance revealed nothing, the half breed didn't like the fact that the guard's had decided to take a break around this time. He himself would not have done so, unless overhearing his fellow men mentioning about going to the lounge. Not about to let the others discover Alexis snooping he had opted to join them casually as possible. The blond guard could only hope, that the brunette would have enough sense to hear footsteps coming, and act like he was cleaning. It was about that time they reached the double doors, where he swiped his access key, and punched the six numbered digit on the key pad. With that they all headed into the lounge, spreading out in different sections of the room. As far as rooms go it was certainly over the top, it was the only room that had carpet and fine furniture. Casting a casual glance over at Alexis, the head guard was pleased to see he only appeared to be cleaning. He did not allow his gaze to linger, and instead headed over towards a long backed couch where he sat down stretching his long legs. "Is that your boy Ludwig?" one of the guards right below him asked. Noir was a towering man in his early thirties, with short choppy brunette hair along with playful eyes.

He had the build of a twenty year old, and looked more like an ox than man. Upon hearing the guard's question, the others looked over at the prisoner who they hadn't paid mind too until Noir had brought their attention to him. "He is. What of it?" the blond guard challenged idly. He knew what they were up to possibly before they did, the men's auras gave it off. They'd taken an interest in the younger male, he was not only fit but attractive something that always drew the men. Ludwig however made no move to reproach them, for he couldn't act out of ordinary lest they suspect him. First he would think of a plan, when or if they actually went through with what they were planning. "He's quite pretty for a lad, have you tasted him?" Guy asked inquiringly. A smirk spread across his face, as he slid into the character they wanted him to be. "Naturally. But I doubt any of you could handle him, he might look fair but he's a hellion between the sheets." the head guard said casually. It was about that time he caught sight of Guy getting up, to go over towards Alexis. The man did nothing to stop him instead he watched quietly, as the guard dragged the brunette over towards the center of the room, around where the furniture set. Noir came over to settled down on the other side, that Guy was not occupying clearly wanting to get in on the action. "Heh,heh there's a good garcon, don't fight and it wont hurt much." the brunette replied his voice thick with husk as he turned the younger male's face towards him.

From there he roughly kissed Alexis, with the eagerness of both his lips and tongue to the point of coming out sloppy. "Who cares if he fights, I like when they do it really gets me going." Guy countered. The more lankier guard thrust his hand down, the tattered pants, his sweaty hand coming around the limp member. Before roughly pumping his hand up and down, in order to excite this so called hellion. In the mean time Ludwig watched on boredly, as if he were use to seeing this sort of ordeal and it was nothing more than a nuisance. "You should really share this one, what say you?" Noir chided him as he broke the kiss. In return the head guard said nothing, letting the elder guard do as he liked. He'd not yet figured out how to break, the prisoner away without seeming suspicious. Should it get down to where they planned on raping Alexis, then he would take action even if his plan was flawed. Ludwig was a man of his word, even if he did not look at prisoners anymore than dirt. This one was different only because he had use of him, nevertheless he'd given his word and it was good for something.