'if this was funny, I'd be whistling the Great Escape theme'
'And don't you think 'bout running, brat' the most memorable thing about it all had been his disgusting breath. She hated when they were so tall they could lift her off the damn ground. The assholes could've just cuffed her. Instead they nearly ruined her favourite jacket, just to prove a point
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X-13 was the type to memorize their new barracks upon arrival. It just made sense to him. In case of attack or some real emergency you would be at a horrible disadvantage to be trapped in side your own local because you had been too lazy to know where everything was therefore you were trapped.
Its common sense.
So Scion had spent his first few hours (after putting his things in his room and checking in with proper authorities of course) making his way through the camp. Examining every bare inch of the place and committing it to memory. The man also enjoyed things like this, exploring on his own. It gave him time to ... think. Was that the word? Sure , why not. Scion could think. About what he wasn't really sure. His thoughts drifted from current orders to proper team mates to things that Martini had told the weapon about his past. Had the scientists at weapon X known that Scion was thinking so much lately, they would more than likely find a way to beat it out of him.
But they weren't here. It was just Scion in his new team with the freedom to think for his own.
it was an odd feeling, but he was sure he enjoyed it.
The weapon had now made his way down to the brig, his large hand closing around the door knob as he twisted it open and made his way in. It was a standard brig, long hall way lined with cells for the prisoners. However this... was something new. Scion stopped short of the cell that had a girl in it. An asian girl, one he had never seen before on the team. The man tilted his head slightly, looking down at the woman curiously.
Yeah. She was definitely new.
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Damn.
"What, ain't ya ever seen a girl before?" Her accent was distinctly American, she wouldn't get mistaken for a local. The Japanese girls in the city didn't even mistake her for one of them. They could tell she was Chinese in ancestry.
She pushed herself to her feet, she didn't like the way he had to look down to meet her eyes. Her back went rigid and she stood at her full height, eyes narrowed at the brunette male. "You understanding a word I'm sayin' here buddy?"
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Soon enough she was on her feet walking over to the cell bars to meet him, eye to eye. He was taller then her, but there was still a spirit to her that said she could handle herself on her own. Was she always this defensive? Then again, its hard not to be when you in a situation such as hers.
"...I understand you."
He replied softly as he shifted his weight, turning to face the cell bars completely as his shoulders squared, his back a little straighter.
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"Well, if you can understand, wanna do a girl a favour," she held her hands up, both still encased in the stupid cuffs that covered her hands. It was like a pill had been made out of metal and cut in half, then fastened to her hands, "I've got an itch on my nose, need my fingers."
If she could get her hands free, it'd be half the battle. Blowing up the cell was a no, God only knew if the place would fall down around her. But maybe she could pick the lock later. "Any chance you can get this off?" She watched him expectantly.
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Blue eyes fell upon the cuffs as Jubilee held them up. He then lifted his eyes to her again before setting straight.
"No." He replied solemnly. The man lifted his hand pointing to the cuff. "If they placed you in those types of restraints I must assume that you have a possibility of your mutation being affective with hand motions. They restrained you in that was for a just reason, therefore you must remain under such lock down."
Scion didn't enjoy following orders to every tooth and nail. It reminded him of the time that Martini got locked away and Scion simply... left him there.
Because he was ordered to.
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Every word sounded a if he'd just read it out of a book, she had to wonder if this was some kind of brain washing place and they were just waiting to get her in there too. Well, nu-huh. No way. She wasn't going to go through that.
"Listen, I don't wanna be here, and I ain't sticking around. You gotta just unlock the damn thing and I'll be gone. C'mon, I won't tell no one it was you. I don't even know yer name, right?"
If she was still in Japan, which she counted on since there was no long boat journey or plane trip and she'd been conscious the whole time, Jubilee could still count on Shaw's contacts to get her out of there. If brain-boy would just cut her some damn slack.
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Scion replied to her, his lips turning down in to a frown as he watched the woman.
"However you have been brought in for reason. I am certain General Stryker has specific reasons for bringing you in. I believe you will find that most of the team members do not wish to be on his 'bad side'."
It sucked, the fact that Jubilee was here and she obviously didn't want to be. Scion could sympathize. Not a lot of people were born for this type of life. Not many could handle it. So thats why when he frowned there was a genuine look of regret in his eyes.
"...I'm sorry."
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Turning her back on him, since she didn't feel any real threat coming from him, Jubilee wandered to the back of her cell, sliding down the wall to sit on the floor again with her cuffed hands in her lap.
She was really hating these three walls.
"Yeah, well, sorry doesn't get my ass back outta here." And she wasn't so sure about this 'Stryker' guy at all. And now her nose really did itch. All this because of a stupid piece of sparkly rock? Whatever this thing that Shaw so badly wanted, it better be worth her little imprisonment.
"Okay, so, you can't let me out. Can you at least tell me what the hell is goin' on around here?" She didn't want to suddenly find out she'd been recruited into the mutant version of the Devils rejects.
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"...You are in the Team X facility." The man replied, standing there rigid and formal as he spoke. "We hare a government sponsored team of meta-humans who accomplish work that is assigned to us do to the specific natures of the crime. Mostly everyone here is in fact a mutant. So you shall be with your own kind."
Yup, Scion spoke to Jubilee as if she had already agreed because he knew Stryker and that man always got what he wanted.
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"Well, I was fine before, still with my own damn kind." Although she didn't look at it that way. She'd never looked at it that way. If she could, Jubilee would've huffed and crossed her arms over her chest, regardless of how petulant it made her look.
"I never did anything, I was just in the damn hotel and they busted in. What the hell is with that?"
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Scion said simply, slightly shrugging his shoulders as he watched her still. The man crouched down by the bars, his eyes watching her curiously before he reached back in to his belt pouch and flicked it open. His hand went inside and he pulled out a small health bar, still wrapped. The weapon unwrapped the top of it, pushing down covering so there was a clear way to get to the bar before he pushed his arm through the bar and held it out for the woman. Sure her arms may have been bound but this was the least Scion could do for a woman in a desperate situation.
"You are valuable so the military acquired you."
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