So listen to the secret things you hear the west wind say.

[asliceofchaos]

Sunset, days after the vanishing of the first group, the Carnival goes oddly still. The rides don't stop, the crowd keeps moving, but in spite of all the noise and motion there's a frozen feeling in the air, like everything in motion is just a collection of confetti in a shaken snow globe

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CELL ONE

[babylonmods]

[notarrowette]

It takes Cissie a little while to fully wake up and realize what's happened, to realize that she's not at the Carnival anymore. Her head is pounding and she aches everywhere. She groans and sits up slowly, putting a hand to her head. And there's... something around her neck. "What the..."

She looks around, taking in the cell and the people in it with her while she feels around the collar, trying to find any kind of clasp or hinge, any sign that it might be removeable.

[neverleftharlan]

Raylan is watching her from across the cell, concern stamped clearly on his face. He checked her pulse while she was out, same as Dresden and the skinny kid, but still.

"You all right, miss?" He shifts a little, wriggling a finger under his own collar to scratch at an itch. "I'm afraid there's no clear way to get these off."

[merlinianblood]

Dave is there as well, seated on the floor, head tilted back against one of the walls. He's not all that happy about the whole consciousness thing right now, but whatever.

"It's made out of bone," he announces. "The collar."

This is his way of saying you probably don't want to touch it.

CELL TWO

[babylonmods]

Re: CELL TWO

[gallantgoggles]

"Takato?" Guilmon drops his head miserably and starts snuffling around on the floor.

"Giru, where is Guilmon? I can't find Takato anywhere."

[nolimitation]

Olivia wakes up silently, her eyes snapping open at the unfamiliar voice. She doesn't move at first, just sits still, listening and trying to make out shapes in the faint light of the cell. She counts three other people - one too small to be anything but a child - and...

That's Guilmon, isn't it? The creature from the junkyard, when she first came to the Wood...

"Guilmon," she whispers, as she moves slowly and a little painfully to check on the child. "How long have you been here? Do you remember what happened?"

[gallantgoggles]

"Guilmon doesn't know." He lowers his ears mournfully. "Guilmon tried to fight the monsters with Takato, but they were too fast."

CELL THREE

[babylonmods]

[toseethesunrise]

The moment Quorra wakes up, she's on guard and aware that her surroundings are a place entirely new. She remains still at first, eyes darting around; there's no visible door, and the only light source (besides her own glowing suit) are the tiny windows on the ceiling.

Then it clicks--she is the only light source. Where's Sam? She sits up, taking a better look at her fellow captives; he's not here.

Tentatively, she decides to call for him. Just in case. It can't hurt, right? "Sam?" she calls, reaching behind her back and sighing with relief when the Master Key is still there. She detaches it and activates it, eyes still scanning the cell before realizing--there's something on her neck. With a free hand, she grabs at it, trying to figure out what it is. "Sam, are you in here?" she tries again, slight panic in her tone.

[ledfromthepath]

"He's not," Kat says. She's almost surprised at how calm it comes out - then again, with both arms wrapped around Mouse's neck and her face buried in his fur, she feels calmer than she has since she woke up in the big cell with all those other people. "Calm down. Don't know where we are, but they moved us, so we're here for some reason. Be patient. They'll drag you out when they think you're too tired to fight, so until then, just... Stay calm and rest and be ready to."

[toseethesunrise]

Hearing Kat's voice, Quorra's head jerks around towards it. "Kat?" She squints, recognizing her snuggling against the dog, unsure why she didn't notice her before. But the familiar presence is comforting.

"Who's got us here? Have you been here long?" She shuffles herself a little closer, trying to ignore the pang at Kat's confirmation that Sam was indeed not there. "...we need to be ready to fight?"

Endless questions are par for the course with Quorra, no matter the situation.

CELL FOUR

[babylonmods]

[gallantgoggles]

When Takato wakes up in the cell the first thing he becomes aware of is his partner. Or rather, his missing partner.

Guilmon wasn't there.

He quickly jumps to his feet and begins walking around the cell, calling out his best friend's name and clutching his D-Arc..

[mrsarcastic003]

Tim stirs at the sound of a kid's voice calling out an unfamiliar name. He can feel the--absolutely horrifying--collar still around his neck, so he knows he isn't free yet, but this is definitely not one of the voices from the cell he'd been familiar with.

He opens his eyes and frowns a little. No chains. Hm. And a different--smaller--group of people.

"Who's Guilmon?" he asks finally. His voice comes out raspy and quiet. Damn. He would kill for some water right now.

[gallantgoggles]

Takato turns around with a half-frantic expression on his face. "My partner! He isn't here."

CELL FIVE

[babylonmods]

[notalighieri]

It wasn't the first time he had found himself waking up groggy and disoriented on the cold floor of a cell. Admittedly, the circumstances were a bit different than usual this time though. There were no cops or wardens waiting to rattle his proverbial chains

[no_onebetter]

Actually, there is a girl, but she's probably not the sort that Dante was hoping for. In fact, she might just be the only one here that he wouldn't want to see...

"Would you please refrain from shouting so loudly?" Lute snaps as she comes to, one hand on her temple, the other already fiddling with the collar around her neck. It's not made of metal, so it must be magical...she's torn between fascination and distress. "Some of us already have enough pain to deal with, thank you."

Yes, it's bad enough that they're in a cell with barely any light and no discernible way out, and that she was unobservant enough to get herself stuck here with the rest of these louts; geniuses ought to be better than that.

Also bad enough that she's stuck in a cell with all men.

[ooc: Sorry! She was added late to this cell...]

[notalighieri]

Dante snaps to rapt attention at the unmistakable voice of a girl and turns to look at Lute with slight surprise. Well look at that it's little miss know-it-all! Just his luck. While he has nothing against the purple-haired little lady in question... she sure as heck knew how to get on his nerves. And he hadn't even seen her much since that time he met her in the woods.

After a poignant pause he just gives her a deadpan look and replies a simple, "No. Suck it up." ...and goes back to glare at the tiny windows in the ceiling, arms folded. He could have sworn he saw a glimpse of something moving up there.

[ooc: No problem! o/]