"The guy from the pizza parlor the one you brought in was a nice takedown if memory serves" Kaine rolled his shoulder it was still a bit stiff it hadnt long healed.

Kaine dropped his ciggerette and watched as it tumbled to the floor moving his hand slightly a small darker spot apeared in the shadows of the floor and the ciggerette fell through it. Kaine looked up and around the room there was a computer terminal in the corner which kaine walked to and began typing on

Kaine looked up at abyss from his furious typeing at the computer terminal "Fine I just thought that i would come down and check on our guests"

Iara had still been screaming obscenities as the silver haired guy gassed her. She hit the ground hard making a tear in her cheek. A bit of her own poison seeped into the wound and began a tingling burn that would not allow her to rest peacefully. She kept quiet and layed still as she listened to the others.

There was two: Diablo and the silver haired puto. There was a softer one in the background that was familiar and in pain but she could not recognize it. Then another voice came in, she remembered it. The girl who was crying for help. Iara silently cursed herself as she realized that she was tasered by her. Another male entered and now Iara could no longer take the sting.

She used all her strength to force her self to sit back on her knees, drowsilly staring out through the glass and at the group. Her hair hung in her face but she did not have the strength to move it. Truly the only thing that kept her up was the burn in her mouth and which she was thankful that it didn't burn nearly as bad as it would on someone else.

"Pinche Culos."

Iris quirked an eyebrow slightly as she watched the exchange between Kaz and Big Red. It appeared they didn't completely see eye-to-eye on something. <"Interesting.">

She listened with dismay, and mild surprise, at Kaz's description of what was going to happen to her. She honestly hadn't expected one. Not that she was happy with it at all.

A woman walked in, and Iris caught just a bit of her statement before she was effectively cut off from seeing or hearing anything else.

Almost. She uncrossed one arm and placed a hand on the floor. A block of ice froze her hand to the floor. Though it she could sense vibrations of the people she couldn't see. She could feel voices, though not understand what they were saying. It was fairly easy to distinguish who was who though. A fourth voice joined the other three. Eventually the loudest one stopped, followed by footsteps, then was gone. Then the fourth voice faded away, without footsteps following it. <"How strange,"> she thought.

A very, very faint vibration reached Iris, but from another direction; besides her, where Iara had been screaming a moment ago. Iris hoped Iara was better off than she was.

Iris sighed, and unfroze her hand. At least Kaz had done her one favor by shutting out the sound. Her head felt ready to explode already, and even those vibrations were wearing her down. Slowly, trying to make her movements as smooth as possible, she reached out one hand. A spike of ice formed and elongated, snagging the duffle and pulling it toward her. She opened it in the same manner, and made a quick check what was there. The shirt looked a bit too small, but she'd find out later, when she could actually move normally.

She lay down on her side, her back facing the front of the cell, groaning as she did. Even though the ice wasn't totally holding up anymore, she kept the power activated. She hope that, by the time it deactivated on its own, she'd be either unconscious or the pills would do what Kaz had said they would.

As she lay there, an odd realization washed over her. She hadn't apologized for anything since activating her power, not even out of reflex.

<"Hmm....">

As the pain increased, so did Iara's awareness. She put her hands down and crawled forward, closer to what seemed to be a big sheet of plexiglass.

"Oh, you people suck so much."

She pressed against it to see how secure it was. Its was airtight.

"Babacas."

She sighed and put her back against the glass. She had to find a way out of this place, but how? She tried to find where her air was coming from, if it was a vent she could squeeze through, hopefully to freedom.

Mettaliar slowly opened his eyes, his vision blurred and dark. He heard voices, yet couldn't really understand the meaning of the noises they made. He quickly grabbed the back of his neck as a rush of pain shot through him. He knelt up, yet fell down again leaning against what he guessed was a wall of some sort.

"Ahh.... what the.." He said as he looked around dazed and confused. He finally opened his eyes and looked around to see himself trapped, imprisioned. .He saw people standing around a cell talking. He finally slowly rolled to the corner of the cell and put his hands in his pockets, making small throwing knives and hiding them.

They ain't gonna keep me here for long. he thought to himself.

Mettaliar sat in corner, watching the people move back and forth keeping guard. He kept to himself in the corner, looking at the other inmates. Suddenly one of the men who had left came back, carrying in another victim. Mettaliar tilted his head as he was placed in a cell nearby. Mettaliar watched the man who placed him there, his fingers laced around one of the knives he had made. His arm tensed, yet he could not bring himself to do anything yet.

Patience will bring me to victory. he thought to himself. For now, he would continue to follow the man continuing to stay on guard, waiting for that moment to come for him to strike.

Iara turned back to stare out the glass-like barrier as someone entered again. It was Diablo. She began to bang her fist on the plexi-glass.

" Hey Diablo! Vagabundo!What the hell am I here for?!?!?!"[/b]

She was a bit calmer from before but the heat of her anger still radiated from her like a dark aura. Her eyes remained grey and reptilian as she was constantly ready to strike any minute.

"Are you ok?"

Iara was taken aback by the question and looked at him as if he lost his mind.

" Some little chupa-rola shocked me with a taser and now because the silver-haired puto gassed me I'm trying to burn a hole through my cheek!"

At the far end of the holding are was a door, through it is where prisoner provisions were kept. Figuring that it would be best not to let them get weak, Kaz went to get them some food. Grabbing some plastic trays and grabbed some premade sandwiches from the frige in the room, along with bottled water and put one on each tray. He was about to walk out when he noticed some jerkey. Taking some for himself, he began to chew it as he set two slices on each tray. Each tray interlocked with the one on top without crushing the food they held. When he reached the cells, one by one, he opened a small hatch in the wall, where he slid a tray into it. The hatch sealed shut, the trays were lowered to the ground near the rear of the cell, where another hatch opened and slid the tray out then sealed shut.

After the trays were all delivered to the prisoners, he stood standing at Iris' cell. Looking in he wanted to see how she was doing. It had been a while since she took the pills, he hadn't checked the time then, so he didn't know when that happened. <It's probably been over an hour, she should be ok now.> Sighing slightly under his breath, <Well, whatever.> He turned to Abyss when he heard the man speak, "Well, you don't look like your normal 'mob' self at the moment." Walking over to the man, he saw where his attention was.

"......silver-haired puto gassed me I'm trying to burn a hole through my cheek!" That grabbed his attention. Twisting his head almost a complete 180 degreese, "Well, if you had shut up and calmed down I wouldn't have had to. Take that guy and Iris for example, haven't had to gas them yet." He gave a small chuckle before turning his head back and facing opposite the woman's cell.

The guy Syn brought in was huddled in the corner. Kaz looked him over carefully. "He's holding something. It's not big, maybe a bit bigger than a pen." Glancing at Abyss quickly before moving closer to the cell door. "Whatever it is, he's holding onto it, as if it were really important to him. You can tell by the stiffness and how tense his arm is." Knocking on the door, "What ya got there? Will you show us, or will I come in there and get it myself?"

"Well, if you had shut up and calmed down I wouldn't have had to. Take that guy and Iris for example, haven't had to gas them yet." He gave a small chuckle before turning his head back and facing opposite of Iara's cell.

"Vai tomar no cu! You were the one's who kiddnapped me in the first place! Oh and don't think that that whole turn your head like the exorcist is scary you little bitch. Punheteiro."

Iara crossed her arms and leaned her shoulder against the wall.

Mettaliar took the lunch from the tray and drank some of the water, seeing the man he was watching looking at him. Mettaliar tilted his head at the man and went back to his comfy spot in the cell. He cracked his neck before hearing the person who brought the food argue with one of the girls in another cell, than looking closely at him.

"He's holding something." he stated. Mettaliar played it cool and looked at him as if confused. There's no way he could notice... he thought before hearing him talk about his arm being stiff. Shit.

Mettaliar played with his hair a bit as the man talked to him, asking him to hand over what he had. He couldn't attack. They would find out and then he would be screwed. He needed to try and get them away.

"Huh... what? I don't know what your talking about." he said calmly as he raised his hand out of his pockets. "If you wanna come inside and check, go right ahead. You'll only be wasting your time." Mettaliar than realized he probably just provoked something not needed. He laid back against the wall. His move was played, now what would they do to counter.

“How is it that you’re burning yourself? And what can stop it?”

Iara chuckleda and smiled grimly as she stared around the cell. She relaxed a bit, it was obvious they didn't want them dead.

"Unless you're willing to fight me for a spinal tap, no anti venom para mi. I am stuck waiting until my body neutralizes it on its own. At least I am not close to the pain I give to others."

She gave a wicked smile and picked up the water bottle. She began tossing it up and catching it in one hand.

"Scary? Not trying to be scary girl. You're just not worth giving my full attention to." Turning to the guy in the cell. "If you wanna come inside and check, go right ahead. You'll only be wasting your time." Sighing, "I guess you're not gonna just give it up." As he entered the code to open the cell door he spoke, "Stand up, face the wall and put your hands against it above your head."

Mettaliar gulped a bit Well, I guess I must get it over with. He stood up, slowly raising his arms as a sign of having nothing in his hand. He then followed suit and turn around facing the wall with his hands slowly behind his head, sighing, trying to seem innocent. Though the plan didn't work.

"OK, come on, search me." he called, slowly trying to form a knife in his hands, using his hair as cover. He as he waited he started to hum a little tune to himself.