ihaveprobs
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It was day six of her imprisonment at this location. In that time they had tortured her ten times in hopes of getting various information out of her as well as to study her rapid healing traits. They were starting to use more extreme measures now and she knew that if this kept up she would be seriously hurt and might be unable to get out on her own. Sitting on the floor in her cell she looked out the foot thick bullet proof glass at the similar empty cell across from her own. She had already tried breaking the glass on the third day after learning what she needed to know. Which is what the plan had been. Get captured, get the information, get out. The first two had been easy if not a little painful, but now their was a flaw in the plan. They hadn't expected the getting out part to be so difficult for a werewolf of some power. She was sure she could break the glass with some effort in her crinos form, but every time she so much as touched the glass the cell was gassed with silver so fine it floated in the air as well as a gas that could knock out even a werewolf in a frenzy. They also gassed the cell every time they needed to move her, and they moved her daily. Her lungs still burned from the bits of silver lining them now.
Jinx had also tried sidestepping into the Umbra, but after finding how tainted and even more dangerous it was there in this area, as well as how hard it was to do here she had decided not to take that route for her escape. Picking at the dirt under her nail bed she tried brainstorming a new way to escape her cell, seeing as the cell was pretty well thought out however, she knew the more likely means of escape would have to be in the middle of an interrogation session. Her thoughts were disrupted however when the lights started blinking with a buzzard saying that the doors to the cell hall were about to open. After a minute Jinx could see the hall door open as well as the cell's across from hers. Tied up in a straight jacket with even her eyes covered tightly, a man and a woman in uniform carted in a woman into the other cell. Standing up
Jinx leaned against the wall to the right. "Whatcha got there? Another puppy dog?" she asked with a smirk. "Gonna break my heart if I'm not your favorite anymore ya know." she said knowing they would be able to hear her thru the mic and speaker system set up in the cells. While the uniformed woman ignored her, the male came back to her cell with a snarl on his face. A face that showed a deep scar that was still healing going from his temple to his chin. Jinx smiled widely at him remembering him as one of the men she had let take her in. Not that she hadn't put up a fight still to make it real. "You might want to get some Neosporin for that. Maybe a bandaid or ten." she suggested smugly. "Don't worry too much though, chicks totally dig face scars." she assured him to which he started reaching for the gassing button.
Jinx frowned at the result of her taunting but lucky for her the woman in uniform saw and seemed to be higher ranking. "Collins, stop." she ordered firmly. "She is due for another interrogation in eight hours and need to reserve the gas for that." she snapped at him to which he glared back at her but still stepped away from the glass, spitting at Jinx's face to which she just smiled again.
"Filthy beast, you'll get yours." he promised before walking off. Jinx watched them leave while she filed away their slip up. So the gas chambers were only good for one gassing. Which is why they were moving them around so much, they had to reset and fuel them.
Jinx had also tried sidestepping into the Umbra, but after finding how tainted and even more dangerous it was there in this area, as well as how hard it was to do here she had decided not to take that route for her escape. Picking at the dirt under her nail bed she tried brainstorming a new way to escape her cell, seeing as the cell was pretty well thought out however, she knew the more likely means of escape would have to be in the middle of an interrogation session. Her thoughts were disrupted however when the lights started blinking with a buzzard saying that the doors to the cell hall were about to open. After a minute Jinx could see the hall door open as well as the cell's across from hers. Tied up in a straight jacket with even her eyes covered tightly, a man and a woman in uniform carted in a woman into the other cell. Standing up
Jinx leaned against the wall to the right. "Whatcha got there? Another puppy dog?" she asked with a smirk. "Gonna break my heart if I'm not your favorite anymore ya know." she said knowing they would be able to hear her thru the mic and speaker system set up in the cells. While the uniformed woman ignored her, the male came back to her cell with a snarl on his face. A face that showed a deep scar that was still healing going from his temple to his chin. Jinx smiled widely at him remembering him as one of the men she had let take her in. Not that she hadn't put up a fight still to make it real. "You might want to get some Neosporin for that. Maybe a bandaid or ten." she suggested smugly. "Don't worry too much though, chicks totally dig face scars." she assured him to which he started reaching for the gassing button.
Jinx frowned at the result of her taunting but lucky for her the woman in uniform saw and seemed to be higher ranking. "Collins, stop." she ordered firmly. "She is due for another interrogation in eight hours and need to reserve the gas for that." she snapped at him to which he glared back at her but still stepped away from the glass, spitting at Jinx's face to which she just smiled again.
"Filthy beast, you'll get yours." he promised before walking off. Jinx watched them leave while she filed away their slip up. So the gas chambers were only good for one gassing. Which is why they were moving them around so much, they had to reset and fuel them.