((Sooooo, Logan and his team were gonna 'free' Jubilee just before she got released, by way of exercise (and to piss Stryker off), but that kinda went nowhere. If it's OK, we can continue that here? Basically, there's gonna be people (represented by Logan and whoever else chooses to turn up) sneaking into the brig in the middle of the night and opening the door of her cell. They're not gonna actually set her free, of course, just take her to their team's room. Sorry to disappoint. XD Of course, if you want her to stay locked up a little longer, this could simply take place after whatever else you had in mind.))
It had seemed pretty simple, and for once it had actually been pretty simple. No hitches. A distraction, the guards unconscious, the door unlocked. Logan would love to take credit for it all, say it was because of his extensive training, but of course it was just luck, pure and simple. Still, it could've gone a lot worse. His team had done well so far. He'd make something of them yet
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[by all means, break her out, I saw the 'plan' and was 'yessss~' love it. so feel free.]
She stood up at the noises, the scuffling feet, the footfalls and then her door opened. The cage only got opened when they were tossing food in for her, and if she was right, this wasn't meal time.
Her stance was less than imposing, hands still contained in front of her, but she stuck her chin up in defiance anyway, "Who wants to know?" No one had bothered to come by and ask her if she wanted to be there.
Even with her restraints, this cat had claws and she was gonna use 'em.
Yeah; it's being heavy on the wankbubblegumfizzApril 30 2010, 15:42:05 UTC
She didn't like the easy route, she didn't really like the 'locked in a cage' thing either though, so maybe easy was just that whole 'better the devil you know' crap. "Gonna be?"
It was one hell of an introduction, for sure. But then, it was the most she'd gotten out of anyone so far. "No, I think I wanna stay here in my pretty cell. D'uh, I wanna get out." Moving to step forward, she remembered her bag, and her hands, "Wanna gimme my fingers first?"
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Of course, if you want her to stay locked up a little longer, this could simply take place after whatever else you had in mind.))
It had seemed pretty simple, and for once it had actually been pretty simple. No hitches. A distraction, the guards unconscious, the door unlocked. Logan would love to take credit for it all, say it was because of his extensive training, but of course it was just luck, pure and simple. Still, it could've gone a lot worse. His team had done well so far. He'd make something of them yet ( ... )
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She stood up at the noises, the scuffling feet, the footfalls and then her door opened. The cage only got opened when they were tossing food in for her, and if she was right, this wasn't meal time.
Her stance was less than imposing, hands still contained in front of her, but she stuck her chin up in defiance anyway, "Who wants to know?" No one had bothered to come by and ask her if she wanted to be there.
Even with her restraints, this cat had claws and she was gonna use 'em.
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"Name's Logan. You're gonna be on my team." He took a step inside, tilting his head a little as he looked at her. "You want out of here or not?"
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It was one hell of an introduction, for sure. But then, it was the most she'd gotten out of anyone so far. "No, I think I wanna stay here in my pretty cell. D'uh, I wanna get out." Moving to step forward, she remembered her bag, and her hands, "Wanna gimme my fingers first?"
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