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Lem ([personal profile] followedbylemmings) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2013-01-19 08:28 pm
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The Jail Cell Meme


You are now trapped in a jail cell. You may or may not know why or how you got inside of it; having been teleported into one due to the fickle whims of a resident deity is just as acceptable as getting arrested. (Maybe because of this?) You also might be innocent. If you're innocent and confused then it really sucks to be you.

You have company. Their circumstances might be the same or different from your own. But you're stuck together for a while.

What do you guys do?
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Kevin "Wither" Ford | Marvel | OTA

[personal profile] southernreaper 2013-01-20 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
[AUs in his profile. Probably in jail for murder.]

Re: Kevin "Wither" Ford | Marvel | OTA

[personal profile] florakinetic 2013-01-20 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
[When Layla woke up, with a giant Easter egg on the back of her head, in a jail cell. The last thing she was expecting was for it to be with company, that was a male. Dragging herself to sit up on the bed opposite him, she just regarded him for a moment or two.]

What the hell? Where am I, and why is it a cell?
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[personal profile] southernreaper 2013-01-20 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Kevin's head leaned back against the wall, his forearms resting on his upraised knees. He flexes his gloved hands. He rolls his head in her direction.

He's skinny, a teenager, and stuck in this jail. He looks back at the cell door, ignoring her.

He knows why they are here. He just doesn't know where. Not yet. He will though. He ain't staying here.]

Ain't rightly sure where, but ya in a jail cell, buried in some sort o' compound. Water in the corner, if'n ya want it.

[At least it's bottled.]

[personal profile] florakinetic 2013-01-20 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Layla crawls over to the water, cracks one open and guzzles half of it down before she goes to talk again.]

Right, buried? Buried is good. There are roots underground. [She puts in a thought, and a white light glows behind her. A small breeze picks up in the jail cell, and the floor under them rattles a bit. She gets a sense of where the roots might be, and thinks one of the smaller ones to come forth. It might take some time, which she has in spades. The light, and wind ease and things seem to go back to normal right then.]

I just need to see how many guards there might be, do you have any idea?
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[personal profile] southernreaper 2013-01-20 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
[He stares at the root.]

Ya ain't related t'a girl named Callie Betto are ya?

[Because, if she is, he's just going to concuss himself against the wall. He cannot deal with that right now. His powers are very sensitive currently and he's having real issues with them.]

I'd be right careful usin' powers right now. They'll come in an' either drug ya, or cut 'em off.

[personal profile] florakinetic 2013-01-20 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
Who? Never heard of her.

[She looks at him with a strange kind of stare.]

Well, they'd have to get through all my roots, and vines first. Plus, I am not that stupid. [She just kind of rolled her eyes a bit.]

Do you have any idea how many there are? Or you just going to sit there, and do nothing?
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[personal profile] southernreaper 2013-01-20 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
Well, that's good.

[Meaning, he's probably not going to be hugged. That's good. He likes that.

Kevin snorts at her questions.]

There's somewhere atween fifty an' two hundred. An' I've already been shot by 'em once. Ain't doin' nothin' t'have it happen again, thanks.

[personal profile] florakinetic 2013-01-20 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
Right, so you just rather sit here, and rot? You can sit there, and do that just fine.

I can make a barrier of wood that is petrified. I can also shrink their clothing while on them. It can give us a needed advantage. I can also release toxins, and pheromones into the air to incapacitate many of them, I hope.

[She gave him a good, hard look then.] What are you bringing to the table? Or would you rather just stay here, in a jail cell, at their whim?
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[personal profile] southernreaper 2013-01-20 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
[His eyes narrow and he eases off one glove. A root eases up through the stones and he surges out of the shadows where he's been sitting.

Kevin is covered, head to toe, in clothing. The only things bare are his face and his hand. He shoves her back with his gloved hand and he grabs onto the root.

The decay goes fast. And then it continues down until he finally lets go, crumbling the root to ashes that fall onto the ground.]

M'name's Reaper. I kill with a touch. So, why don't ya mind ya own business.

[One side of his clothing is soaked with blood. He tugs his glove back on and goes back to his shadows.]

[personal profile] florakinetic 2013-01-20 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
[She glares at him, for shoving her. That was uncalled for!}

Bully for you. And how can I mind my own business when we are both stuck in here. Something tells me you want to stay. Well, good for you.

You are an idiot. [Then she concentrates a bit harder, as a couple more roots rise to where he tried to decay her root. She was able to regrow the thing without much issue since he never got to its seed pod, but it still took a much longer time to actually rise with the others. Since she was able to control all flora, those couple of roots grew flowers, and once she managed to get them grown they sprayed a toxic kind of spore into the atmosphere. Letting it choke out as many people as she could muster. Her own shirt now covering her nose.]

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