As far as cells could go, they could have given Cordelia Chase a worse one. She at least had a bed and a closed door instead of bars, after all. Still, a cell was a cell. You can only pretty it up so much without being reminded that, yes, you're still in a prison. When he was told to go see her, Lindsey was a little confused. What, was he supposed to go and comfort her or something? He'd rather shut it out of his head that he helped kidnap a girl and basically sentenced her to death, thanks
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Cordelia heard her name. She squeezed her eyes shut, hoping against hope that the voice had been Angel, but she knew already. It belonged to Lindsey. Her captor. He had put her here, given her to the people that were doing this to her.
She could smell the food before he had even mentioned it. Her stomach rumbled in desire, but she ignored it simply in protest. Honestly, she was surprised she even had much of an appetite. But, crappy salty McDonalds french fries sounded like absolute heaven right now. But, no, she wouldn't eat his peace offering, or whatever the hell he was doing.
She slowly sat up and narrowed her eyes at him as he set the food down near her. "Come to give me some more torture?" she asked, anger rising in her voice, "Because really, I've had more than enough for a lifetime."
She pulled her knees to her chest as she sat on the uncomfortable cot, "Really, what do you want? Because I'd rather you just kill me than chat me to death until my next lovely torture session."
"No, I'm not here to torture you," Lindsey admitted. He couldn't quite figure out why he was here, to be honest. He had just been told to come in and check on her. That was the only instruction he had been given. He had actually come up with the idea of bringing her food on his own. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to be doing here. He had figured that whatever food they had been giving her, if they had been giving her any at all, was crap.
"I gotta admit, I don't know what the hell I'm doing here," he said finally, sighing. He looked, well, at the least he looked uncomfortable with seeing her like this. It's one thing to shut out of your mind what your employers do around here. It's another to see it face to face. He really wasn't liking himself right now, but, then again, should he?
Some strange ideas were crossing his mind right now. Ideas that would probably get him killed if he went through with him. But he was human, though. He sucked to see a person like this, as a prisoner and looking like hell.
Lilah had just got done in a meeting,and had been instructed the same as Lindsey to go check on Cordelia Chase. Lilah hadn't been told what to do beyond that either. So she took the elevator down to the sublevel basement,and was soon walking down the long bleak hallway to the girl's cell.
When she got there she saw Lindsey was already there, and looking highly uncomfortable.
"This whole pretending to be nice thing has lost its novelty," Cordelia grumbled, even though the guy truly seemed completely unaware as to why he was there.
She looked up at him under heavily lidded eyes, "I don't know why you guys even care about these stupid vision things so much. I didn't want them in the first place. I just got them by total accident. If you guys are so powerful and mighty, why can't you just suck them out of my head or something and then let me go?" She wasn't much for begging for her life anymore, especially since life pretty much sucked lately. It was gradually getting better with bumping into Angel and helping him and his friends out.
And then suddenly Lindsey's bestest friend at the firm came to visit. "Wow, I don't feel like an animal at the zoo at all. Gather round to view the tortured vision girl," she sent glares to both of them.
Lindsey hadn't even realized that they had sent Lilah to come in here as well, which, honestly, just made the whole thing eight thousand times more uncomfortable for him. Of course, did he deserve to be comfortable in this situation? Not really. He had kidnapped some kid (because that's what she was, a kid) and brought her to a place that she more than likely wouldn't survive because his bosses had told him to do it
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Lilah looked at Cordelia and then at Lindsey. "Oh please you know that's not how it works around here." She sighed and looked at her nails. "Okay that's true most of the time, they told me to check on her and make sure she was still breathing mostly."
She folded her arms, looking rather pouty as though Lindsey was scolding her like a child. "Of course I'd tell Angel. And of course he'd come in here and kick all of your asses," she said matter-of-factly, "And why shouldn't he? You all obviously deserve it."
Cordelia huffed out a sigh as the two lawyers bickered. She rolled her eyes. "Still breathing. Although at this point, I'd rather not be." She wasn't exactly a defeatist, but if she was going to endure much more of this torture (and the never-ending boredom), she'd rather be killed now.
And honestly, where the hell was Angel? He was usually so good about the whole rescuing damsels. And here she was, obviously needing some rescuing and he was nowhere to be found. "I could use some Advil if you want me to keep breathing. My head kills," she said, not sure if they'd comply with her wish, but she might as well try.
"Then you see my point, right?" he asked her. Of course she didn't, she just wanted out of here, and a part of Lindsey wanted to LET her out of here and then pretend that he had nothing to do with it so that he wouldn't get his head chopped off by his bosses. Of course, they had mind readers, so even pretending wouldn't do him a damn bit of good, so he was just screwed either way, right? Unless someone came up with a plan otherwise, that is
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Lilah watched Lindsey for a few moments before saying anything. She knew the look that crossed over his face for a second, he was considering doing something stupid that in all likely hood would get him killed or possibly just fired.
She noticed the pain killers he fished out of his pocket and raised an eyebrow. She knew that he wasn't the only one that carried pills on hand around here. Hell half the people in this place either drank or were pill popping usually both just to get through the day.
"Great I'm sure they'll be thrilled to hear it." Lilah said with a slight eye roll.
Cordelia took the pills, eyeing them carefully. Because what evil lawyer would just have some regular headache medicine? Well, luckily for her, Lindsey did. She was still suspicious they might curse her or knock her out. Actually, the second option seemed just fine.
She opened the bottle and tossed two pills back, washing them down with a swig of water. She knew it would be a while before she would even feel the effects. She pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. She was really sick of this whole zoo animal thing.
"That's me, breathing and hating," she said with an eye roll.
(OOC: I feel like we can't do much more with this thread, lol. Maybe we should start on the rescuing soonish.)
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She could smell the food before he had even mentioned it. Her stomach rumbled in desire, but she ignored it simply in protest. Honestly, she was surprised she even had much of an appetite. But, crappy salty McDonalds french fries sounded like absolute heaven right now. But, no, she wouldn't eat his peace offering, or whatever the hell he was doing.
She slowly sat up and narrowed her eyes at him as he set the food down near her. "Come to give me some more torture?" she asked, anger rising in her voice, "Because really, I've had more than enough for a lifetime."
She pulled her knees to her chest as she sat on the uncomfortable cot, "Really, what do you want? Because I'd rather you just kill me than chat me to death until my next lovely torture session."
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"I gotta admit, I don't know what the hell I'm doing here," he said finally, sighing. He looked, well, at the least he looked uncomfortable with seeing her like this. It's one thing to shut out of your mind what your employers do around here. It's another to see it face to face. He really wasn't liking himself right now, but, then again, should he?
Some strange ideas were crossing his mind right now. Ideas that would probably get him killed if he went through with him. But he was human, though. He sucked to see a person like this, as a prisoner and looking like hell.
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When she got there she saw Lindsey was already there, and looking highly uncomfortable.
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She looked up at him under heavily lidded eyes, "I don't know why you guys even care about these stupid vision things so much. I didn't want them in the first place. I just got them by total accident. If you guys are so powerful and mighty, why can't you just suck them out of my head or something and then let me go?" She wasn't much for begging for her life anymore, especially since life pretty much sucked lately. It was gradually getting better with bumping into Angel and helping him and his friends out.
And then suddenly Lindsey's bestest friend at the firm came to visit. "Wow, I don't feel like an animal at the zoo at all. Gather round to view the tortured vision girl," she sent glares to both of them.
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Cordelia huffed out a sigh as the two lawyers bickered. She rolled her eyes. "Still breathing. Although at this point, I'd rather not be." She wasn't exactly a defeatist, but if she was going to endure much more of this torture (and the never-ending boredom), she'd rather be killed now.
And honestly, where the hell was Angel? He was usually so good about the whole rescuing damsels. And here she was, obviously needing some rescuing and he was nowhere to be found. "I could use some Advil if you want me to keep breathing. My head kills," she said, not sure if they'd comply with her wish, but she might as well try.
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She noticed the pain killers he fished out of his pocket and raised an eyebrow. She knew that he wasn't the only one that carried pills on hand around here. Hell half the people in this place either drank or were pill popping usually both just to get through the day.
"Great I'm sure they'll be thrilled to hear it." Lilah said with a slight eye roll.
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She opened the bottle and tossed two pills back, washing them down with a swig of water. She knew it would be a while before she would even feel the effects. She pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. She was really sick of this whole zoo animal thing.
"That's me, breathing and hating," she said with an eye roll.
(OOC: I feel like we can't do much more with this thread, lol. Maybe we should start on the rescuing soonish.)
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