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[followedbylemmings]

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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[the_gardens_apple]

[She dislikes South America. She really dislikes rural South America. Especially since a good few places are still well versed in the old ways. Ways that can hold her in place.

That's beyond irritating.

Sighing, Misa glances over out of the shadows and rolls to her feet, getting a bottle of water from where she'd stashed a few when they'd brought them to her.

Gently, her hand alights on his shoulder.]

Careful, my friend. Careful. Here, water.

[hulkbusted]

[Bruce can't explain that he isn't overly concerned for himself, that he's concerned for everyone else, because all it's going to take is one open door and the walls are going to come down.

However, considering that the prisoner in the cell across from theirs has spines, there is a part of his mind that niggles at his calm anticipation. What if it isn't that simple?]

Thanks.

[Taking the water, he holds it without opening it, watching their neighbor's slow pacing, musing on the occasional red glint when it turns its eyes toward them for a baleful glare before moving on.]

What did you do to end up here?

[the_gardens_apple]

[Misa sighs and pushes herself up. She knows what she did to end up here. She does. However, there are things she should not say to those that do not belong to her world.

Why couldn't her current problem child live in New York with all the rest of them? A headache is slowly forming behind her eyes. She rubs a well-manicured hand over her forehead.]

I interfered when I probably should not have. Yourself?

[hulkbusted]

That depends upon who you ask. [And whether they're speaking of himself or his alter ego, but that's not something he wants to explain.]

Let's call it an intellectual property dispute.

[The spined creature stops in its pacing as though listening to their conversation and snorts derisively before it comes to the bars of its cell and points a clawed finger to its right.

Curious, Bruce stands up to see where it's pointing and finds himself meeting the gaze of a furred biped in the next cell over from the spiny creature.]

And... I'm guessing we're not going to be seeing the standard policía.

[the_gardens_apple]

[One thin eyebrow crawls up her head. Still; she follows him toward the door and sees... oh, this is not good.

Misa bites her lip and tries to concentrate. She can't reach the Symphony at all.

SHIT.

That puts her in a bigger problem than she'd planned on being in. It also means that she needs to get out of here. Lucifer will not take it well that she's here.]

No, we won't be. There are...

[She walks over to the wall and touches it. Sigils flare along the stones, writings in various languages. Misa studies them.]

These people are very well versed in things they shouldn't be.

[Frustration is very evident in her voice.]

[hulkbusted]

I got that impression from the guy across the corridor from us. [Bruce offers their fellow prisoners a diffident wave before he turns to pace the cell himself. The sigils don't flare at his touch, but what does he know? He's just a monster of science; nothing supernatural about it.]

So, I'm guessing there's more to you than meets the eye. [Frustrated? No, more like furious on Bruce's part, but that would be hard to read from his demeanor.]

[the_gardens_apple]

[She sighs, her fingers tracing the sigils. She studies them. Could she break them? Absolutely. Was she going to? No, because that would cause more pain and frustration for a lot of people.

Especially herself. If she expends that amount of power, all four brothers would show up.

She frowns, seeing sigils she hasn't seen for... a century.]

I am not human, no.

[Amusement more than anything. A sigil flares brighter as she touches it.]

My name is Misa Almassy.

[She turns and offers him her hand, the sigil fades behind her.]

[hulkbusted]

[Show Bruce scientific notations across a myriad of disciplines and he'll have no trouble reading it, but the sigils on the walls are outside all experience for him. His ego doesn't particularly appreciate that.]

Bruce Banner. [He takes her hand briefly. Sure, it's all weird, but that's kind of the definition of his life.]

So you're stuck, I'm stuck, Quills over there is stuck. [Indicating their spiny neighbor.] The day just keeps getting better.

Do you have any thoughts on getting out? Anyone who'll be looking for you?

[the_gardens_apple]

[They're even. She can't follow scientific formula. At all. She'll handle the magic, if he'll handle the science.]

Well, my husband and my brothers-in-law will be. Eventually, which is the problem.

My Father would be as well.

[Unless this is some sort of Lesson she needs to learn. She hasn't done anything lately that requires incarceration. She hasn't even trapped anyone on the Seventh Plane lately.

... Except that one girl, but that had been necessary and no one would think otherwise. And it'd only been for three days!]

Unfortunately...

[She trails her fingers over another sigil.]

Masking sigil. They won't know I'm here.