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Post by VALKYRIE on Jun 19, 2016 9:45:02 GMT
The prison looks fine to her eyes, but she knows what she's seeing is in the sanitized version, despite her name and what the visitor's pass may claim. Only fools give up their secrets so easily, and no one who runs a maximum security prison is that kind of fool.
Physis' warning crackles in her ears as Thalia chirps away at a guard, and immediately changes tack. The woman's face goes a little pale, but she doesn't crack. Thalia presses harder, a vague pressure building up behind her forehead. The woman goes a little paler.
Physis cuts off in her ear, and Thalia stops smiling.
"I'm going to see the northern ward," she bites off, and the woman grabs for her arm, now looking horrified.
"You shouldn't go," she stutters out, "Not even you. There's something happening there, something bad; you shouldn't--"
Thalia understands her for a moment, the moment of selfish kinship, and then her face is a mask of disgust and she's pulling out of the woman's grip with unnecessary force.
"You're a coward," she spits, because that's the worst insult she can think of, and then takes off sprinting down the hallway.
She's only seen a map of the prison once, and a handful of angles from the cameras she passed. It takes precious minutes for her to orient herself and find the northern ward, and then she's in a disquieting ghost town of empty cells and one open door.
She walks toward it on quiet feet, already knowing she's too late.
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Post by physis on Jun 19, 2016 9:49:32 GMT
i'll stay frozenunder your eyes myDHD|ct <50 they decided to pry her helmet off Physis can feel the soreness in her jaw when she wakes up, but the heat within the helmet is unberable as always. Sophia's paranoia had paid off. The helmet design was completely enclosed except for the neck, and Physis usually phased into her disguise. It didn't offer much relief when Physis remembers what had happened to her. They can't hold her. No walls can hold her, nothing except -- She can't move her arms. She's not even tied down, and she can't move her arms. Her entire body feels like it's paralyzed, and she's only graced with the sight of a white ceiling. She attempts to phase, only to fall beneath her cot. She can still use her powers. It means nothing if she can't even lift her legs. Physis does not know which floor this is, and she has little intention of accidentally burying herself alive. "You shouldn't struggle so much." A man's voice gets louder with his approach. "The old wounds might open." Their little inside joke. The recognition clicks. Physis no longer cares if her captors know that she has an earpiece or not. "Can't move. Don't know where this is. V, please help." Laughter. More than one. Sounds like three. "Now there's the Handmaiden bitch that we broke in."VALKYRIE (re: feel free to decide where they are within the complex bc im about to pass out) made by redox of gs
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Jun 19, 2016 19:52:00 GMT
Post by VALKYRIE on Jun 19, 2016 19:52:00 GMT
The cell is empty, just like she knew it would be, but there's still the crackle of Physis' voice in her ears moments later, and Thalia can almost hear the echo of that voice in life, without the headset. She whirls around, trying to pinpoint the sound. They haven't gone far, and that thought enrages her as much as anything else; the carelessness, the arrogance, the stupidity of it.
"Keep talking," she says into the headset, much more calmly than she feels. "I can hear you." Or she will be able to, in a few moments. Thalia takes off running in the opposite direction of where she came in.
GN05nszq < 50 arrives > 50 still looking
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Post by physis on Jun 20, 2016 6:27:08 GMT
i'll stay frozenunder your eyes They hoisted her so that she was leaning against the cot. Probably so that they could feel like they were actually threatening someone, instead of talking to a corpse. "Delivering a gift to our doorstep, Sophia?"Physis doesn't say anything. Not to them. Instead she murmurs: "The factory setting code for most of the primary security doors should be 'minerva'" Nobody ever changed those. Hopefully prison guards are no different. They're not worried. None of these men are worried, or even hesitant. Physis doesn't like this. Fear creeps up along her skin. She pushes it down. Everything that they could have done to her, they already have. She doesn't want to appease them. She knows how this ends. The drug wears off, and she silences them permanently. She's not the girl that she was even two years ago. "How did you transport all those prisoners?" It didn't make any sense. They were convicts of differing allegiances, different skillsets, different geographies. There was no reason for them to have all escaped together. It was all too clean. "Did we?" Between the two women who broke into the prison, Physis is no longer sure who is in more trouble right now. "Let's talk about those account numbers. You have three seconds."She wasn't going to say anything but he lied. He pulls out some device. Physis thinks she's about to be tased and braces for the impact. Manipulating her molecules doesn't help. She cries out when something draws blood. VALKYRIE made by redox of gs
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Post by VALKYRIE on Jun 20, 2016 6:49:00 GMT
She doesn't catch the password to the doors, but that's okay. She just doesn't stop running when she hits them and everything resolves itself. If the prison tries to charge the Initiative for repairs after this, Thalia is going to be really pissed.
Physis screams in her ear and Thalia resists the urge to rip the headset out. It's her only lead. She's getting closer and that has to be enough. She could hear the echo of that scream without the headset.
iEcBBGtT < 60 arrives > 60 still looking
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Jun 21, 2016 12:51:34 GMT
Post by physis on Jun 21, 2016 12:51:34 GMT
i'll stay frozenunder your eyes It's been a long time since Physis had to worry about her own physical wellbeing, but the past has done a fine job of catching up to her so far. Of course, these are men who can't look at a flower in a field without crushing it. She gasps as a new wound opens up in her shoulder. In that same place where the scar travelled down her arm. Like a root. Like a tree. A blade to the throat is predictable. A blade to the throat is merciful. This blade is not. She can't see the blade, but it digs into her flesh. It's a yelling match from there. Her voice is weaker than the man's. "The account--" "That's not why you're doing this" Not when the whole world knows how much money that Sophia is sitting on. "Your stunt cost my entire career--" "That was my father's money--" Her voice half dies in her throat when the knife is jammed between her ribs. Deep enough to hurt, shallow enough not to kill. It's removed before the blade tears into her lungs. She starts doubting that she's incorporeal at all. Is she solid? Why is she feeling this stinging pain when she can simply choose not to acknowledge it?She doesn't notice when she's solid again, but the men certainly do. The man in blue brings his foot down on her diaphragm. If she had dinner that night, then Physis might have vomited into her helmet. Instead, she'll have to live with the risk of choking on her own blood. VALKYRIE made by redox of gs
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Post by VALKYRIE on Jun 22, 2016 4:27:22 GMT
This yelling match only has one winner, and that's Thalia. The sound of them draws her like a moth to a flame. A stupid moth. A bright, bright flame.
She lowers her shoulder and rams the door. The door remains in place. She frowns.
It takes another three or five solid tries, but she puts a dent in it. Then she kicks and turns the dent into a hole. Then she rips open the hole with her bare hands so she can step through, and really hopes that they're not getting up to mischief.
DUJEvAVc < 70 arrives > 70 still looking < 50 cell for the guy who turns into smoke > 50 for the guy who has superstrength 1 - 30 peak human 30 - 50 enhanced strength 50 - 80 type i 80 - 100 type ii physis ··
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Post by physis on Jun 23, 2016 5:06:58 GMT
i'll stay frozenunder your eyes The shouting match ends once Physis has lost a significant amount of blood. The audio goes silent, except for Valkyrie's heavy breathing on the other side. She can't fight back. Her arms still feel like lead. If she phases her body, then the knife will come into play. Knife or a fist, that's - That isn't a choice at all. Her visor cracks and the shards fall off. Her eyes can now be seen. Physis really hates that. She doesn't know what kind of face that she's making, but it brings her kidnappers joy. Smiles, tears, they're all for the benefit of someone else. "So much for your invincible powers, Handmaiden! Aren't you going to kill all of us in an instant?"
That's right, she's allowing this to happen. Power seems so completely out of her reach, so completely unassimilatable with the woman that she is. She cannot even push them away. She doesn't think of escape. She doesn't think of going home. She thinks about endurance, and hoping that her internal organs don't fail at the very end. Those are the important parts of her. Everything else - it's just a body, it's just a body. It isn't her, the girl is somewhere else. She registers pain, but is it her business if she cannot fight? VALKYRIE made by redox of gs
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Post by VALKYRIE on Jun 23, 2016 6:08:16 GMT
Inside the room is blood, and pain, and malice. Outside the room is death in the shape of a girl. Very rapidly, the two meet. Unstoppable force: immovable object.
Thalia crawls inside the hole of her own making and straightens up. There are three men in the room, but her eyes go to Physis first. Her eyes can meet the other woman's eyes. There's something unsettling about that. It's not like seeing a knife, gleaming in the dim light. It's more like watching someone peel back their own skin to reveal the raw muscle and blood underneath.
She lunges after the closest man, right hook connecting with his jaw. His jaw cracks. Most jaws usually do, when she punches them. Thalia fights in a way that leaves herself wide open, but it's never been a problem. She really, really doubts any of these men are going to give her a challenge.
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Post by physis on Jun 23, 2016 6:24:33 GMT
i'll stay frozenunder your eyes TY7tPhql <50 paralysis ends (i legit forgot to make the paralysis roll this entire time) <50 physis remembers that she's even still in the room At a whopping 94, the woman is too far gone. She's not really in the danger of drowning in her own blood, but that's the best thing that can be said about her condition at present. White tiles, moving shadows. A smell that she can't quite place. Her heart beating valiantly in her chest, like a horse that just won't win the races. VALKYRIE made by redox of gs ·
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Post by VALKYRIE on Jun 23, 2016 7:33:16 GMT
Physis is missing a first row view of the Valkyrie Show: A One-Woman Whirlwind of Violence, but to be fair, she's got more pressing matters on her plate. So Thalia smashes her way through the trio like a perfect strike through the bowling pins and then stands in the center of the carnage. She hasn't even broken a sweat.
She looks at Physis. She's not sure what to do with Physis. She can heal herself; she can't heal other people. The woman looks like she's very, very far away. Thalia's not sure what to do. Other people's pain is not her area of expertise.
All she does is save the day. The hard part is cleaning up, and she's never been very good at that.
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Post by physis on Jun 23, 2016 7:37:01 GMT
i'll stay frozenunder your eyes b|opVSqg <50 paralysis ends <50 physis remembers that she's even still in the room The next few seconds are like being dunked in a basin of cold water. Lucidity is an unwelcome thing. The numbness is replaced by the fear and paranoia rushing in. One of the men attempts to take Physis hostage. It's an extremely bad idea. She can smell him approach, the nicotine smell rousing her in a way that loud noises never could. She's learned from all of this. It's not enough to keep her body from harm. She must keep others from harming her ever again."Stop." The knife hadn't even reached her throat. Her determination is not an aura, a vague and ambiguous thing. Her determination takes the form of a domain. Maybe it's because the telekinetic Valkyrie is here. Maybe it's a natural growth of her powers. Whatever the reason, her rejection has power. The room radiates cold. The man's eyes become glassy. He freezes in mid-run. It's an angle that either attested to his exceptional skill at Twister, or supernatural phenomena. VALKYRIE made by redox of gs ·
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Post by VALKYRIE on Jun 23, 2016 8:23:20 GMT
She feels like if she taps this guy with a finger, he's going to shatter into a thousand glittering pieces. That would be unfortunate, to say the least, although given that he was just partaking in the group activity of torturing a woman into incoherence, she wouldn't feel particularly bad about it.
Thalia looks at the two men who are laid out on the floor, and then at Physis.
"Do you want to unfreeze him so he can talk?" she asks. "Or do you want to wait until one of them comes around?"
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Post by physis on Jun 23, 2016 8:47:49 GMT
i'll stay frozenunder your eyes Physis doesn't speak. She's fighting not to go back into that headspace where time and action are inconsequential. Time will not heal her. Action will not heal her. Those are the only two thoughts that ring true. Everything else is just a platitude. She makes a supernaturally dense fist and slams it into the man's face, causing the entire head to CRACK from its place on his spine and fall to the floor. The rest of the body remains standing. He doesn't even bleed. The man who's still conscious starts screaming. VALKYRIE made by redox of gs
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Post by VALKYRIE on Jun 23, 2016 8:53:00 GMT
Thalia watches it happen. It's too slow and too fast all at once, and over before she can react. She whirls on Physis, ignoring the man screaming on the floor.
Why did she ever trust a vigilante? Too much power, too much fear, too much of everything except control.
"What the hell was that?" she snaps. "We're not here to execute defenseless prisoners."
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