It had been a few days since the merchant ship had taken her prisoner, and Aria sat on the floor of the little room they'd locked her up in, drumming her fingers on the wooden planks. The empty days of sitting and doing absolutely nothing were making her extremely restless. She stood up and began to pace back and forth. At some point, she heard a loud commotion above deck. Whatever it was, didn't sound like it was very peaceful. From what she could hear, it sounded like perhaps someone had invaded the ship. Which meant it was possible they could get her out. And possibly kill her, but she was willing to take that chance to get out of this stupid room.
Quickly walking to the door, she raised a fist and began banging loudly. "Let me the hell out of here!" she screamed, adding in a few quicks and even banging her shoulder up against it to make an even louder ruckus, hoping someone would hear her.