Level 1: Ground Floor Prisoners: Nexo81, Boomer2K, Darkclaw, ? ? a.m. (Provided timestamp now believed to be inaccurate) All three whirled around. Nexo and Boomer pulled off a shot apiece as they spun, but the shots only dented and spider broke the pane of glass, then fell to the floor. "Boomer, they've got hollow points" The two of them looked down at the now more or less flattened projectiles. Darkclaw's eyes never twitched from the window. Behind the window ESAanimals, as far as he knew, hadn't even flinched. "A. Who are you. B. What do you want. C. Why should I believe you know a way out." He asked in something between a demand and a inquiry. "A. ESAanimals. B. Out, just like you. C. I've had all the time in the world to calculate the variables, and I deduce that together we can get through almost anything. D. You don't have many other options... do ya." Darkclaw glared through the cracked glass. He could not make out her expression very well, but going on the tone of her voice or the way she made her argument, he guessed she was smirking. Boomer filled the awkward silence, and saved Darkclaw from the fact that he didn't have a comeback ready to fire at the snappy girl. "Why should we help you get out. What value would you bring." "I have been watching you since you came in. I have deduced that 2 out of 3 of you are armed, Ya'll she gestured to Nexo and Boomer are armed. I deduced you would fire on me when I addressed you" Here she stared significantly at the now proved bulletproof glass partition until it was painfully clear what she was invoking. "Yeah, Yeah its all well and good to say you can see future events, and tell us all about them. But those things already happened...so there is no proof you have anything, but a pretty good memory." "I think you'll get some more proof in about 73 seconds. Ya'll just assaulted that door and I think that will make someone upstairs nervous. Odds are guards will flood this room in 64 seconds, now." Nexo was almost certain that the other guy's eyebrows jumped as high as his. He realized he was off his game. He should have known that the assault on the door wold have caused the guards to running...CONt.
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Post by Mike16Ike19 on Jul 3, 2018 22:37:21 GMT
Level 1: Ground Floor Prisoners: Boomer2K, Nexo81, Darkclaw, ESAanimals ? a.m. (Provided timestamp now believed to be inaccurate) The air cleared from the smoke and shrapnel generated by the scuffle with the now dispatched guards. "I also deduce ya'll are trained in maybe 3 forms of martial arts, most likely Brazilian Jujitsu, Krav Maga, and Tae Kwon Do. I think you fought each other when you first met." Essa's Voice cut into the near silence as the 3 other prisoners caught there breath. Boomer grudgingly admitted to himself she might have a point. He looked over at her. She raised an eyebrow above the edge of her glasses and lowered her chin in a Loki-like expression. "We got a deal? Boomer was going to say no, but Nexo beat him to the response and said yes. "K, then how are we supposed to get you out." It was a challenge not a question. He took his cue from Nexo who leveled off to fire on the window again. "Wait! I got this one." The others watched as Darkclaw held out his arms in front of his body. The window began to tremble. The shaking increased in intensity until a point in the center led the other pieces into a horizontal tornado that twisted and flowed across the room. The pieces ground each other to powder. The powder flowed, twisting faster and faster, into a orb floating between his opposing palms. There was no glass left in the window frame. "Ok you are going to have to explain how you did that." "Yeah and that little vanishing trick you pulled downstairs." "Kosto magnetism. I manipulate and create magnetic fields. The big secret is specific magnetism. The glass. Specific magnetism. The vanishing trick works on the same basic principle as a black hole. Gravity is so strong there that even light can't escape. Specific magnetism keeps me from being crushed, and you from being pulled into the 'black hole'." Essa had stepped through the window frame by then. "All right then! How do we get out?" "Oh we'll have to go back down to the secure basement for that." Boomer had just managed to keep a polite tone with the girl. Now he wanted to throw rocks, but there weren't any rocks around.
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It does look good on you. 
My hair is almost always ether poofy or goofy or a prison edition crew cut. It must be because I sleep a lot. 
