Vala awaited her class in the Danger Shop, where they had been handwavily informed to meet her. Inside was a set up of a dark, dank, but slightly out-of-date
prison complex.
"Good afternoon. Now, I know this is a rather extreme way to prove a point, but whether you're a
hereditary monarch, a crazy mass-murdering fuckhead
future German Chancellor
(
Read more... )
Comments 56
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
She didn't protest as she understood what Vala was trying to teach them, but that didn't change the fact her complexion was a bit paler than earlier.
Reply
Reply
It didn't really comfort her, and Evey was already starting to feel claustrophobic and sick, her brain frantically attempting to shut off her emotions. She'd dull herself, just for this hour, just as she had for those months and months on end. She could get through one class.
She wasn't afraid to go back in a cell, of course. But it certainly wasn't on her list of things she'd wanted to do when she got up that morning.
Reply
A set of lockpicks and technology are moddable within reason (think your standard prison), as are reasonably intelligent and moddable guards who are subject to bribes and flattery.
Yes, if your character would be able to make explosives from regular household things, that is also an option. That's why they're in the Danger Shop.
Reply
So, he fiddled with the lock picks for awhile before attempting wandless magic.
Neither worked.
"Huh."
Reply
Reply
"Shit."
She looked back at Gwynn. "Got any ideas?"
Because sometimes you just had to enlist the modded with permission cellmate.
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
It was a rather hangdog looking Karal who approached Vala after class.
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment