[b][u]Carrie Walsh[/u][/b]

Carrie hadn't said much before they entered the room. She preferred to get some sort of read on people before interacting with them, stopped misunderstandings and the like. She vaguely recognized most of them. Fellow prisoners, probably. It made sense that she wasn't the only one broken out. She was glad to finally be somewhere she could use her power again. The idea filled her with psychotic glee, and she broke into a smile that seemed just a little too wide.

She watched as the red-haired guy started to confront the guard. A couple of the others in the room looked pretty concerned. One of them sighed with obvious irritation; Another, a young-looking guy who creeped her out a bit, looked just about ready to run out of the room. Carrie, on the other hand, found it hilarious. She could barely hold back a chuckle as he conjured some sort of flying sphere and started to move it towards the man. Still, she thought it best to interfere, finally letting herself laugh as she called out to him.

"Great plan, Bubbles!" she said, clapping slowly. "Pick a fight with the guys that broke us out of the ORB. Brilliant. Fantastic. Truly, your genius amazes me." she shook her head, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm sure that, in your obvious wisdom, you know how we're gonna get out of this building once you kill everyone that knows what's going on, right?"

She wasn't particularly worried as she confronted the man, who she had christened Bubbles, both as something that worked in her head and because he would find it incredibly annoying. In fact, as she looked at him with a smug smile, confident in her words, it was all she could do not to giggle like a schoolgirl.