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"Command me and I will obey."
Oo-oo-la-la-la...
I am too fabulous.

I'm so fierce that it's so nuts.
Dress me - I'M YOUR MANNEQUIN.









"OH MY GOD YOU TAKE FOREVER," Danave proclaimed, staring up at the cieling. "I'M BORED, DAMMIT. HURRY UP."

"Command me and I will obey."
Oo-oo-la-la-la...
I am too fabulous.

I'm so fierce that it's so nuts.
Dress me - I'M YOUR MANNEQUIN.









"If you take so long putting on a tie, something's wrong with you!" Danave snapped in response, aghast. "Ask Dot to put it on for you or something! Come uuuuuuuuuuuuuuun!"

((Idea: Jasmine must now approach ... forgot Sereniy's hospitalized police-dude's name. The person she doesn't like. She must now approach that man, who should be around the area of being fully healed now.

IF NOT, then I can facilitate a means to heal the man much faster than ordinary. If you please.))

((*working on FINALLY posting again*))

Sage Delton, along with five other police officers, and the three important information-knowing security officers, had all escaped alive, if not unscathed. Three police officers and one security guard would need to be hospitalized. The other two police officers would be awarded certificates for their bravery later, and possibly some paycheck raises. All of this, flashed through Delton's mind in an instant.

They were underground.

"So, tell me... Benny, was it...? How did you learn about this door again?"

The security officer proceeded to explain, while helping to drag his injured coworker through the tunnel, how they had found suspicious evidence linking to the one and only Danave. Of course, they didn't know it linked to Danave--but it did, nonetheless. They had, in their possession, copies of some security tapes from cameras one had secretly installed. This was because the flow of power in the prison meant that one would never live to see their accusations investigated--this, the security officers were sure of.

"So now," the prison officer was explaining, "we have proof that the entire prison escape was--set up. By who, dunno. I'm not gonna stick around to find out--it's a plane to Europe for me and my husband as soon as we're outta here.

Ignoring the fact that this man was gay, Delton continued to question him. "Why," he asked, "did this explosion happen right before you were planning on turning in the evidence? That doesn't sound like a coincidence."

The man shrugged. "I have nothing to say about that. Things turned out the way they did. That's all I know."

Sighing, Delton continued to drag along his own injured police officer. They were coming up to a manhole ahead.

~

Beans returned to the room Claire was in. He looked somber, but some could be intuited as pain from his still-healing gunshot wound. He sat across from Iris, and took one of her hands in his own.

He said, "Things aren't looking so good for Claire. I heard the doctors talking about having her committed." Of course, by committed, Beans was referring to either the insane asylum or a hospital ward specifically for mentally-damaged patients. Something like that. Either way, it wasn't very good.

The doctors and nurses were not in the room at the moment. Beans and Iris's conversation could not be overheard. "The doctor... he said something about only the hypnotist being able to completely cure Claire," Beans noted. Looking into Iris's eyes, he then ran his plan by her: "I also heard you were suspended. For what, was never clear. I'm going to track this sonofabitch down... and make him tell me how to cure Claire. I'm not asking you to help... but I won't turn you down, either. Whatever you do, I'm going to save Claire."

~

Bubba followed the map projected into his cornea by artificial eye-bot. Laura was unable to be electronically tracked, sure... but this did not mean that her image could not be picked up from one of the countless security cameras in New York. Any security camera on a wireless network could be tapped wirelessly, instantly, by a large computer at home-base. As soon as Laura showed her face in public, she would be found.

((Where IS Laura?))

The news was crushing Iris. Asylums....metally damaged patients....
Then he asked for her help.
Iris nodded, "I....can't tell you the basses for my...suspention, but...I'll help you. I want ot help Claire. I..I want...I want her...an innocent bystandard...to be whole again...." she looked up with tearfilled eyes and smiled sadly, "I'll be by your side. And...I know of an officer that can help us...." Even if he isn't part of our unit....he'll hel up get this woman...

((Laura's at the Mafia base being emo. ))

((Called it.))