Trixie
She nodded, it took all of her self control not to flinch away when he touched her. Lifting her other hand, now slick with blood from the wound on her side she spoke,
"That sword, I think she had something on the blade." She meant poison, she'd been feeling off ever since she'd been hit and it had only been getting worse.
Z-620/ Chromium
She could feel the ground rumbling beneath her palms pressed flat against the pavement. She could feel the vibrations of their 'recuse' crew arrive through her real body whether he was unconscious or not.
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Hopeful Sovnya hasn't made any bad choices in his illusion yet,' soon the ground went silent for just a moment before she felt the air crackle with energy from at least 30 guards.
Without being able to see them she already knew they'd be wearing full riot gear and gas masks identical to the one she'd threw off, it was standers for them to where any of it once they stepped outside.
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Z had been only been off by two, there was 32 guards in total surrounding Umbra and the one closest to her didn't hesitate to slam the butt of his rifle into her head, hard enouph to knock her out but not to kill her.
"Get the other two in the trucks." One ordered seeing two forms of the other agents sprawled out a little way from her on the ground.
"One women took out two of our heavy hitters..Be sure to restrain her." They said again making sure the area was clear and their objective to rescue was complete before loading onto the large Army convoy trucks draped in black fabric with the labs insignia , a white silhouette of a falcon with outstretched wings flying upwards, the Greek letter 'A' carved out in green on it's chest.
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Eldur/ Hydrogen
Every time he tried to move he felt incredibly sore, his head was the worst, the back of his skull throbbed and for some reason his head felt extremely light. Protesting as they might he managed to open his eyes and was met with the sight of a fearfully familiar surrounding of the room that had made him the way he was. A man in a lab coat stood near the long metallic tables off to the side of the room looking over a couple vile filled with red. The doctor seemed familiar but he didn't understand why til turned around and looked into the startlingly bright green eyes of the man.
" Draven." Eldur croaked out the doctor's name making him grin even more and inciting even deeper fear into Eldur.
"Ah so you do remember me. I was afraid you'd forget with that faulty mind of your." He stood so close to him now he could see the day old stubble starting to grown back in.
Draven ruffled Eldur's blue hair and with a random thought within the spark of pain he got from the motion he realized why his head felt so light, his hair that had once reached to the floor was now almost completely gone.
" Oh do you not like it?" Draven asked with false kindness realizing Eldur knew what they had done, "Well now it doesn't matter if we do we had to cut that main of yours off for your surgery anyways, I'm sure you'll like the little improvements we've made to you...again." He chuckled lowly releasing the restraints holding him onto the bed.
" I hate you!" Eldur screamed flinging himself at the doctor who easily swatted him back to the floor.
A shot of electricity shot through his head making him cry out in pain and fall to his knees clutching his short locks of hair.
"Tsk tsk, don't do anything so brash little one I can just make that pain worse ten fold." The large guard who had been standing by the door hauled Eldur to his feet,
"Now have fun with your little friend while you can, we've decided to give you that luxury at least.." He waved as Eldur was taken away by the large man basically pushed down the rather short hall that they dragged him down the first time.
They stopped at a door marked 'Beryllium' and a buzzer sounded into the room,
"Step away from the door or suffer repercussions." Said the guard into the room joined by two more who, when the door was open, shoved him in and then immediately closed it .
He found himself face to face with Chikara who they'd basically thrown him into to. Exhaustion over coming him he feel to his knees, which were bruised by now, and hugged himself feeling quite vulnerable with only his plain white shirt and jeans on now, they'd taken everything else from him again.
"They did something to me..." He said quietly now able to feel the long gash stitched shut on the back of his head.
(Draven's character sheet to come.))