The minute the box had been opened Rosaline had scrambled out of it, putting her form, unintentionally, between the two now locked in a stare down. Lucky for her she had not quite made it clear of the glass confines before the girl threw a ball of flames towards the inhuman man who had approached her. “He wants us alive, so in turn he’s most likely a serial kidnapper.” She replies to the girl’s question. 

Rosaline did not even look fazed by the sudden change of space, the fact that they no longer stood in the basement wasn’t much of a shock. In truth it made her assumptions on the identity of their captor clearer. It seemed to her that she would get her vengeance after all these years. She was however shocked by the woman’s polite nature; at least someone in this atrocious place had manners. The Nebula’s eyes shifted to each of her ‘comrades’, giving them a once over. 

A robot, what appeared to be a demon of sorts, two humans, and Marianne? They were all here for a reason and from what she had seen it most likely had to do with their unique abilities or species. The newcomer however didn’t quite feel like she was in the same boat, maybe she was one of their captor’s helpers… that did not explain her behavior though. 

Rosaline shook her head a little, refocusing on the woman all in black. “The name is Rosaline, but I have a feeling you already know that. Do you know where we are? Or… even why we specifically have been taken?” she asks, her tone becoming cautious.