[color=bc8dbf]"Definitely,"[/color] she replied to Natasha. Although she was a little worried at the numbers, she knew they can handle it if they were all together.

The conversations were cut off when somebody unfamiliar suddenly began talking over Drake's watch. It was taking all of her willpower to not suddenly lash out at Nails for what she was seeing. Her knuckles were white as her fingernails dug into her balled up fist, and white hot rage was oozing off of her as she observed what was happening. The girl almost lost it when the guy switched over to the other victim and lifted her up with her hair.

[color=bc8dbf]"You... sick..."[/color] Her voice was growling, and she wanted to just reach out to Nails and sock him straight on. 

Tocsax had tried to negotiate for a bit, but the call was cut rather abruptly before any answer came through which left the room in a very awkward silence before Mai broke it. [color=bc8dbf]"Drake. I know I said I'll handle Alice, but let me hit this guy first when we meet him."[/color] She'll make him suffer first.

Her anger was dispelled a little when she felt a little blood trickle off of her fist and she quickly released her hand to stop her fingernails from further damaging it. She quickly hid it in her skirt, silently hoping she could treat it before they have to leave.