'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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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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"Hey," she shifted from the wall at the back, to the wall at the side, "what ya in for?" Since she'd not gotten many answers previously, she hoped that maybe the kid would be some help. Maybe she could get them both out.
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Once again, she tried to shift her hands, the urge to press the formed bruise on her neck brought back as she remembered it. "I'm not even sure why I'm here."
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One cell was already occupied. Chris wondered which one of his teammates had already gotten themselves in hot water, but he didn't recognize the girl in front on him. He definitely would have remembered her from the ridiculously long plane ride. That left only one other option. Keeping his voice pleasant, he asked, "So what'd you do to piss off the local recruiters?"
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The whole thing was far past old now and she was looking to find a way to get herself out of this damn cage. But why people strolled in aimlessly, she had no clue. "I told them I voted Republican, they weren't too happy about that."
She raised her eyebrow, wondering what he did here, before shrugging slightly. "You joining the chain gang?"
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He leaned up against the bars. "Already pressed into it, sweetheart. Let me guess, Stryker made you an offer you just couldn't refuse."
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True enough, she'd been roughed up, probably a precaution they'd been told to take because of her powers. Naturally, she wasn't even sure who 'they' were. But she was beginning to hear a lot about this Stryker guy.
"You been in my shoes already?"
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He couldn't help but marvel a little at the brig once he reached it. Despite the copious amounts of time that a team member (most predominantly Victor) would step out of line, even if it could be disastrous, all they received was time in the brig. The marksman had a feeling that this one would be used frequently.
It hardly surprised him when he heard a voice in there passing a cell. What did surprise him is that someone was already in there, and he had no idea who they were. But he had an idea. She wasn't in any contained cell, just a holding one.
"Are you here from the military base, or the..mutant private one?"
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Or at least told what the blue-hell was going on.
Being locked up, she didn't really like it. And the fact that they knew to immobilise and restrain her hands, that didn't sit well with her. "What the hell do you mean military?"
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He'd heard far worse from Wade and even Victor. But he shifted his stance at her question.
"There are two bases here. You're currently on a private attachment of a much larger, much more normal, military base. This one isn't quite as standard."
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