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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EGqMPFmPWZ8][color=8882be][h1]The team's real stripper.[/h1][/color][/url][/center]

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As dangerous as Lauren's electroshock therapy idea was, she would have never suggested it without a good idea of how to handle electricity as a substance. She'd fucked around with enough alarms or electric cars in her day to have a good idea of what to do with it, but part of that experience came from mishaps - and there was little more dangerous than a bad date with high voltage. Which is why she ignored every gut instinct that screamed at her to pry her scruffy-headed protege off of the copper wire she'd sweet talked him into gripping, and why she instead began pulling off her boots.

There were two thought processes at work inside the boxer's head, one conscious, one subconscious. Consciously, she thought to herself that this was the only thing that Lauren and Cian had with no metal to conduct through Luke and wouldn't include [i]them[/i] in the circuit. One good strike to the gut with both boots, swung wide and hard like a baseball bat, would do the trick and put Luke on his ass without breaking anything. He'd have the wind knocked out of him for a couple seconds, and he'd still feel like shit, but he'd be alive and his ribs wouldn't be rattling around like the insides of a little human maraca. That was worth the loss of any protection to her bare feet and calves.

Subconsciously?

[color=8882be][i]I hope Cap's sunglasses ain't recording.[/i][/color]

He'd be as hard as a calculus test all weekend if he saw her like this. And as great a guy as her best friend was, he must have been dropped on his head as a kid if he would delete [i]that[/i] footage without a fight.

When her boots were both in her hand, Lauren decided to weaponize that image for some extra oomph.

[color=8882be][i]It's not Luke at all. Luke isn't hurt. Luke is in his dorm watching lewd cartoons. This is Beacon. This is Ben's smirking face. He just used up all the hot water in the shower entertaining some sick fantasy about you and--[/i]

[b][i]THOOMPH![/i][/b][/color]

With one wide arc of her arms, Lauren sent Luke sprawling backwards, and had wrapped one arm around him before he hit the ground. She felt a jolt and quickly reeled back from him, but made sure he hit the ground carefully and without too much force. Shaking it off, she walked over to the battery Sangue had sent down and quickly began working on the installation process. It was just like what she'd done to get them in here. Just like what they'd done a thousand times.

[color=8882be]"Cian, grab Luke,"[/color] she said, hands performing the installation process through sheer muscle memory. [color=8882be]"We're getting out of this shitheap."[/color]

They'd done it. 

They'd really done it.