forum The Purple Lantern (REBOOT) // 4/4 // CLOSED

Started January 27, 2020 by Deleted user

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"I have absolute faith in our technology," Oscar said.
"Take the shackles off and prove it then," Laura smirked. She knew that she had power, the restrictor was doing barely anything. Oscar reluctantly took the shackles off. Immediately, Laura froze the lock that was loosely on the door. It shattered without her touch. She smirked at Oscar.
"There's one other thing," She said, moving towards him. "Her name is Blanche. Davies. It is not Isabella Melding." She reached towards his throat, grabbing it. Frost appeared on his skin.

Setsuna swung side to side, held forwards and pushed down. At this point she had nothing else to do but think.
She’d have to pull out all her teeth and bite her lip off to do any kind of damage.
She though about what she would do when she got to the penitentiary, and if she could escape.
There wasn’t really gonna be a ton of friend making, and it depended on how good the tech would be and the staff.
There was probably some powerful people there, they could get her out. But she’d need to build some trust and they’d want something in return.
The truck hit a bump in the road, as it seemed, everything seeming to lurch up in the air.
Setsuna’s knees hit the floor hard, and a shiver of pain arched through her back. Being hunched over in a vehicle wasn’t comfortable.
As much as she didn’t want to be in the penitentiary, she wanted the car ride to be over quickly.

Mari noted a sense of chill in the air.
“Must be Laura,” she mumbled to herself with a smile. “About time.”
She tugged on her shackles, the chains making heavy clanging noises as they fell to the floor repeatedly, bashing each link into the stone ground.
“Shut. It.” the guard growled again, banging his armored elbow on the cell door.
“Come in here and make me,” Mari yelled, banging the cuffs louder. The guard muttered his second span of cursing as he shoved the cell door open.
Swiftly, Mari positioned herself to where she could take the pointed loop from her belt in her hands. She skidded it on the pavement, giving it a nice edge as it sliced into one of her fingers.
The guard was in the middle of locking the door again as Mari inched herself forward, slyly chucking the small dagger-like rod up near the man’s head.
At the perfect time, she caused it to teleport through his helmet and skin, piercing what resided on the inside of his skull. He dropped to the floor, unable to resume his bodily functionings. The other guard turned around wildly, keeping the door locked as best he could.
Mari just gave him a wide grin.

When the car stopped, Adrielle couldn't have been more glad. She lifted her head from where she had been leaning it on the cold metal of the truck and looked around. The guards were all standing. One of them pulled her to her feet, roughly, by the hair. Despite herself, she let out a yelp of pain, and cursed herself for it when they laughed.

"Come on, you dumb bitch," one of them sneered, pulling her by her arms out of the truck. They all jumped lightly down, except for her, who couldn't balance enough on the ground and fell to her knees, pain barking up her legs.

"Welcome to your new home," one of them said, smirking slightly.

Adrielle surveyed the prison, dread curling up inside her, but didn't show how unnerved she was. "Little dirty, you know?" She said, smiling. "Needs a bit more cleaning, higher security." She smirked at her guards. "And hotter soldiers."

The all gave growls of annoyance, but she clicked her tongue at them. "Tut tut," she said, shaking her hands at them, as she couldn't do her finger because of the shackles. "I'm sure you're attractive to some people. Like rocks. Oh wait, they're not people. Oops."

"Shut it," one of them growled. He gave a nod to someone behind her. She turned, and a muzzle was slipped over her mouth.

She gave a scream of annoyance, but the sound was greatly muffled by the metal muzzle. They all laughed, high-fiving each other and congratulating themselves for such a good idea. Rage grew in her, and the metal around her hands and mouth started to smoke and soften, but none of them noticed.

The truck suddenly stopped and Setsuna was held onto even tighter. All of her restraints felt like they had tensed, and the guards grips were jabbing into her.
“We’re here missy, it’s time for you to have some fun. Hope you like prison cells.”
The guards hauled her to her feet, but they were taller than her. So, instead of standing or walking, her feet were dragged.
With her head held down, all she could see was the ground.
As she was taken out of the truck, her toes hit the ground and rocks stabbed into them.
She bit her lip, You ought to be kidding.
She didn’t have enough vitality to heal them either, all she could do was slightly alleviate the pain.
She was then passed onto a different pair of guards, this time she could walk. But it turned out to not be any better.

Oscar dropped to the floor, too cold. He wasn't dead, but God Laura wanted him to be. She made an icicle in her hand, tossing it into the lens of the security camera. She reached up to her neck, hands on the restrictor. Frost grew on to it and she was able to shatter it. She cracked her neck. "God, that feels good."

Finally, they turned to her, and noticed how much the metal was smoking. "Hey, stop that!" One of them shouted! They sprayed her with water, which rose into steam, hissing as it met her skin. She scowled at them, and bits of molten metal slid from her ankles, wrists and mouth.

The guards glanced at each other, and then cold water was poured over her head, and Adrielle blacked out, waking up in a cell, with metal all over her, and trapped to the wall.

With another muzzle.