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 Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 6:26 pm
Ivana breathed a long sigh and pinched the bridge of her nose, while still hanging one arm around Dundee's neck, "Oy vey..... Don't kill him. Just tranq the idiot... please." The techs carried out the order that the exasperated I.O. director, and the machine that Arell was still partially strapped to injected two hyperdemics filled elephant tranquillizer. Ivana simply looked back to Dundee with a somewhat tired expression, "Your cousin isn't the brightest bulb, is he?"
Threshold glanced at Ivana Baiul with a questioning look with an arched eyebrow and thunbing in Gator Man's direction, "I... can't believe you want this idiot alive."
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 7:02 pm
Dundee rolled his eyes. "First off, he's my BROTHER. Second off, in a fair fight, this damn building would have been LEVELED . . . he's EATEN tougher than you assholes . . . you too, kid." he said, referencing Kai. Turns out he DID have a plan. Of course, once again, he would have to wait. Fortunately, the only good thing from this aside from curing the writer's boredom of having to metaphorically "lie back and think of England" while institutional assholes walk over his characters and annoy him and Arell's FAVORITE bird-based hero bitching at him instead of lending a HAND, was that it showed what he was capable of even WITH being incapacitated.
As Arell fell out of consciousness, his eye kept going. One could almost detect that the computer in his head was quietly dictating little crosshairs in his vision on most kill spots of every IO goon in the room . . . and two on Kai. Mostly 'cause the writer's bored as h- HEY!!
*Cue fighting for about five minutes.*
*A-HEM.* Sorry about that, ladies and gentlemen. C.J. decided to speak into the narration device I usually use. He's not that friendly with the situation. Fortunately, he's not going to be a problem anymore, ARE YOU?
"Dirty fighting mutha fu-"
*PUNT!*
STAY IN YOUR OWN FORUM!!!!
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 7:35 pm
"Caitlin, thank you for standing up for me."
Rainmaker said hugging the girl after the men left. She pat Caitlin's back a couple times before letting go and standing up walking to the door. Her key was hidden before any of the men came into the room. It was definitely in reach, if there was ever a need to remove the restraints.
"You think we could get Roxy to stay in here with us too? Like a dorm of sorts. IO shouldn't have problem with setting dorm rooms up."
"Since when has a super villain or malice-full organization played fair. In a fair fight yes, we could have escaped and thwarted their plans to follow us. But we are in a desert, no transportation, no help... and Arell has lack of control over those powers of his Dundee."
Kai was getting a little upset when Dundee claimed that Arell had taken a bite of more dangerous foes than herself. Was he trying to get her angry? It was most certainly working and her energy started to well up again inside her from her anxiety and frustrations with these two. "If I didn't know better I would think that they are purposefully trying to get me to act out to break out."
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 8:30 pm
Cailtin shrugged, "Well... I'll try..." The bespeckled redhead poked her head outside her door to ask the guards, "Hey.. could you see if Roxy Spalding could come and join us for tonight?"
One of the guards gave Caitlin an odd look, "What is this!? A sleepover? Well.. I guess it is, isn't it? I will check, but don't hold your breath..."
Caitlin waved and backed back into her room, "Okay thanks." After the door shut, the redhead crossed her finger, "Let's hope this works."
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Correction... only one of these people has any brains... argh, Ivana mentally thought with a coming migraine, "Brother... right, my mistake. And I've known beings that can level buildings... He isn't one of them... and...
All of a sudden, Ivana had a confused look on her face and tilted her head staring at Arell, "Matthew.... Have the techs check his eye. It's still 'active' while that Cajun is unconscious!"
Threshold blinked in surprise, "Really? That's odd...." With that, the blond mentalist motioned for one of the techs to scan Arell's mechanical eye.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 8:53 pm
 Returning to a lotus form on the floor, Nat raised her eyes to meet the gaze of Rachel. "If you want to say something, I'd do it while we're away from the Drill Queen's ears." Drill Queen meaning Helga, whom Nathalia respected, but all Sarg's got a nickname, and this was her's.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 10:04 pm
Rachel Goldman still glared at Nat, rubbing her chin, "Still trying to figure out how the @!#$ I ended up here. I signed up for a summer program for get more money for going to Northwestern. I sure as hell didn't sign up for some super psycho boot camp!" Nat probably would start getting the feeling like this girl feels like she just got kidnapped -- trapped and backed against the wall...
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 10:19 pm
"Wait...like a scholarship?" Nathalia blinked, that feeling of 'not right' flaring again. "I thought this was an ROTC school. I mean the recruiter came and said that was what I.O. was." Fear suddenly burned high and tight in her body. Where the hell were they?
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 10:27 pm
"Yeah... they told me it was some sort of scholarship program.... You... didn't know... did you?" Rachel's eyes slowly widened, when she realized that the redhead didn't know and wasn't really a part of I.O. in the first place.
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 8:30 pm
"I was told it was ROTC. Nothing more." DNathalia shrugged, but her heart was pounding. They had said They knew her dad. How the hell did a place like this know her dad?
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 7:33 pm
Kesshou waited silently in the computer hub for the information to finish loading to her electronic signature.
((Sorry for the short post))
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 10:19 pm
Rachel glanced around nervously before returning her glance toward Nat again, "Oooooookay, what did we get ourselves into, and how do we get out of it?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 10:09 am
When the IO goons got close to Arell's eye, they had inadvertently set off a dead-man's switch installed into the small computer. Almost instantaneously, Dundee and C.J.'s Cell phones (as well as C.J.'s laptop) would have a message sent to them to prepare for the worst . . . either rescue or retrieval of the body. Well, obviously Dundee knew about it. He was in this hellhole right with Kai and Arell.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 5:13 pm
Kai mustered some of her strength with the missing cuff and created a ball of energy. Not much more than a glowing hot glowing ball about the size of a ping pong ball and threw it at a tech with her only free limb.
"I don't think my friend will appreciate you guys messing with his tech. This is an interrogation room not a lab."
She glared at the tech guys to make her point and then looked back at Ivana.
"So, you have two choices Ivana. Restrain me with tighter cuffs that also hold magic blocking properties as well, or let my friends and I go because I've about had it and I do have more I /could/ do."
She thought of a few plans. One including her disabling Ivana's and her henchfreak's *Threshold* ability to move long enough so that she can get her friends free, find their stuff and go. The thought of using her claws again caused her to feel a chill. Goosebumps showed on her arms with the idea of cutting into something for once. "Why am I threatening them?" She thought pausing. "Could it be that they are rubbing off on me? Just because I have these powers I don't use them, I haven't used them so why now?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 5:48 pm
Inwardly, Threshold sighed and rolled his eyes, "If you want something done right...." Focusing the majority of his psychic energies, the blond telepath directly attacked Red Cardinal's mind -- causing all of her brain's synapses to fire off at once to try to force the heroine to pass out from overloading her mind. Just in case, the experienced mental agent did have his force field up.....
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 6:02 pm
Nathalia's eyebrows arched at Rachel's question. "That, is a very good question. Wherever we are, it's locked up tighter than Fort Knox. In fact, it seems like most military bases I've been on. Even Helga acts like the Drill Sergeants that used to come over for the BBQs..." She blanched, realizing that the random fact had to do with San Diego. "Sorry, that wasn't important."
Kneading her knuckles against her forehead, the young woman sighed and sat back against the wall. "I think the more imperative question, before we can get out of here, is what do they want with us?" She needed to think. And thinking required focus. Shaking her head, and tugging her mass of red hair out of its pony tail, Nathalia closed her eyes. She would answer Rachel, who appeared to be an uneasy ally at the moment, if she spoke. But for now, meditation was in order.
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