[b]Unknown Date
Inside TSP Holding Cell[/b]

She had been awake for some time before the others, but sat against the corner she had been placed in and had not dared to move. She only thought of nothingness until the others started to stir and speak to one another, the shadows making it hard to see either Ranae’s attire or expression. A pretty young woman, a younger man that had glasses, and a teenage girl that seemed scared out of her mind were among the other capturees.

With a purse of her lips, she silently accounted for the situation; none of them seemed to have anything apparently in common, but the fact that the attackers were trained and had put her under - and now sitting in this strange prison. She could easily tell (anyone really could) that this was no normal holding cell. The bars were missing and replaced with a strangely textured metal wall and a door that seemed air-tight with the only hint of vents being holes that even a mouse couldn’t get into.

Now her theory had included the only conclusion that made any sense, being that bus crash. A sudden develop in martial skills that was an inhuman leap from where she had been and the only out of place thing being the one thing she had never experienced in her life before - a vehicle accident. This was all too much to throw up to chance. No, [i]something[/i] had happened, she was sure of it.

Finally, she slide up against the wall and walked forward, the light of the room easily illuminating her red, skin-tight costume that was covered in various leather pads to give the illusion of a superheroine look, though her mask had been pulled down and her gadgets had been taken (she was just glad that had not taken her highly-developed suit). She gave a moment to look at each of them, though she only did so briefly with the teenager given her state.

[b]”Let me guess...”[/b] she started gently, but projecting her voice. [b]”You two were near or on a bus crash last week - on Saturday?”[/b] Ranae was going to be surprised if they answered no.