Wait for something to happen

You have a plan now; all that remains is to wait. And wait you do.

Who knows how long later (hard to tell time in this space with naught more than gloworb for light), one of the bodyguards comes over to your cell, prompting a glare from your eyes. He chuckles in response, "well, we'll just have to get that attitude out of you in time. Can't have a sex **** that won't submit. Although, come to think of it, some people do like a feisty one." He slides a plate under the bars, with plenty of food on it. Not the highest quality in the world, but definitively edible. "Eat up; we don't want you starving." You look at the pasta dish, and raising your head, "what? No fork?" "You've got hands, don't you?" You simply glare in response, "no fork no eating." Crossing his arms in response, "well then, suppose you're not eating, are you?"

Keeping your facade steady, a staring contest ensues, and after several minutes he relents. "Fine, fine. I'll go get you something." Victory! Or at least a minor one. Gotta count the small wins when they come, right? Shortly after, he returns, sliding the fork under the door to you, it being stopped by your plate. You pick it up and slowly start eating, taking a small bite every ten seconds or so. About a fifth of the way through the plate, his patience appears to wear thin; "I'll retrieve those later. Just hold on to them for now." Victory once more. Once he gets fully out of sight and ear, you stop eating and slide up to the door, finding its lock on the other side. After a few minutes, you finally manage to get the door open. Now just for Irina's door and cuffs.

Unlocking her door, it dawns on you just how much easier it is to pick these from the outside. Opening her door, she looks to you gratefully, but inspection of the lock on her cuffs reveals the fork as simply too big to use on them. "Check in my belt, there should be a pin you can use. You check her belt pouch, and indeed find not just one pin, but about six of them. "Why do you have six pins in there?" "Can we deal with that question later? We need to get out of here." You shake your head, but nevertheless nod, getting to work on her cuffs. Huh. That pin almost made them look easy, as in short order the cuffs are detached from her, opening with four clicks. She nods in thanks, "now let's get out of here."

Running, the two of you make a sprint the direction the bodyguard came from - not the smartest idea, but you don't have any other way of knowing the way out. "Any chance you can sprout wings again?" Shaking her head, "it's a once a day thing, and it's been mere hours since we were captured." After a few minutes, you see a staircase to your left, and hear footsteps coming from above. Motioning quickly, you make a turn to your right and duck behind another row of cells. With bated breath, you wait for the footsteps to pass by, and pass by they do, in the direction you first came from. You and Irina rush up the steps, and the showroom is thankfully mostly empty; the few who are there don't have time to react as the two of you rush up the stairs, past the other bodyguard, up the long flight of stairs, and out the door, which you leave open behind you.

Your adventure over, and any chance of breaking up the **** ring gone outside of hiring some other adventurers to do so on your behalf, you two head defeated but free back to the mansion. Irina looks over to you, "I can't say that that was my proudest moment, but we did at least try."