→★ |007| Breaking [|v i d e o|]
[Yuujel's form could be seen tinkering with the large metal door that kept him from getting out. It had been a good day and several hours since he started, but before that, he had been severely bruised and scarred by the guards. They weren't very happy with him when he fought his way out of the torture room, so they ended up taking him down right then and there outside the cell of his.
He had tried using his own magic to make a hole through the metal, but it seemd restistence to such things. He had tried almost everything in his magic capabilities, but it looked like he had to find something else. Though, using the pin he had kept in his pocket for some time, he started picking at the lock, since obviously, he wasn't a professional a it, it would take a while.
Though, he's desperate to get out, since he didn't even know why he was here. Sure, he didn't commit any big enough crimes to be like this, but they were enough to get committed for anyway. His brow furrowed as he failed again. His hair was all over the place, due to the previous encounter with one of the guards that caught him playing with the lock earlier. Lucky for him, he didn't use the pin then, but his face was slightly bruised and his body sported various of knife like scratches, and some wounds. They were clearly bleeding, but it didn't bother him too much.He suffered much worse with the King of Rezenia.
He gritted his teeth, sweat poured down his face for some time, until a click was finally heard from the lock. He sighed in relief as he tugged the large metal lock from outside. Good thing that hole where the food or water, whatever they send through there was useful. It took him a good day and few hours to get the damn lock out. He let the lock drop, and hit the ground. Slowly, however, he rose and pushed carefully opened the door enough for him to slip through. When he finally got outside and nothing was in his way, he closed the door and locked it again.
Everything literally burned and his vision was already hazy enough
A mere illusion to buy him little time he needed. Any minute was sparse. He started to break into a run, but the pain was quite unbearable, at least for his human body. He couldn't use magic right now, it would be too dangerous. If he tried again, it would probably set another alarm. he had enough beating for one day. He didn't expect toying with locks would be that painful. He grunted a bit as he hit the wall with his back flat against it. He pulled out his communication device and decide to call out the man he was speaking with earlier.]
...Mr. Tseng, I assume... you're alive... correct?
ooc;; well let's say he went through a good series of beatings even if they weren't crime related, thought he wound in his gut was certainly logical since his forced suicide with Leene xD. He's going to pass out soon, but he's determined to get his ass out XD feel free to catch him limping by and what not plotting is a go xD
He had tried using his own magic to make a hole through the metal, but it seemd restistence to such things. He had tried almost everything in his magic capabilities, but it looked like he had to find something else. Though, using the pin he had kept in his pocket for some time, he started picking at the lock, since obviously, he wasn't a professional a it, it would take a while.
Though, he's desperate to get out, since he didn't even know why he was here. Sure, he didn't commit any big enough crimes to be like this, but they were enough to get committed for anyway. His brow furrowed as he failed again. His hair was all over the place, due to the previous encounter with one of the guards that caught him playing with the lock earlier. Lucky for him, he didn't use the pin then, but his face was slightly bruised and his body sported various of knife like scratches, and some wounds. They were clearly bleeding, but it didn't bother him too much.He suffered much worse with the King of Rezenia.
He gritted his teeth, sweat poured down his face for some time, until a click was finally heard from the lock. He sighed in relief as he tugged the large metal lock from outside. Good thing that hole where the food or water, whatever they send through there was useful. It took him a good day and few hours to get the damn lock out. He let the lock drop, and hit the ground. Slowly, however, he rose and pushed carefully opened the door enough for him to slip through. When he finally got outside and nothing was in his way, he closed the door and locked it again.
Everything literally burned and his vision was already hazy enough
A mere illusion to buy him little time he needed. Any minute was sparse. He started to break into a run, but the pain was quite unbearable, at least for his human body. He couldn't use magic right now, it would be too dangerous. If he tried again, it would probably set another alarm. he had enough beating for one day. He didn't expect toying with locks would be that painful. He grunted a bit as he hit the wall with his back flat against it. He pulled out his communication device and decide to call out the man he was speaking with earlier.]
...Mr. Tseng, I assume... you're alive... correct?
ooc;; well let's say he went through a good series of beatings even if they weren't crime related, thought he wound in his gut was certainly logical since his forced suicide with Leene xD. He's going to pass out soon, but he's determined to get his ass out XD feel free to catch him limping by and what not plotting is a go xD