[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=Olive]Richard Laine[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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Richard gave a sharp inhale as he bit back a moan of pain. It felt like he had been shot- which he had been- and left out for a herd of crazed buffalo to run over. Casting a irritated look at Dean, the man gave sigh that was broken. [color=Olive]"No."[/color] He registered a sharp yelp of delight from Ayita as she threw herself at the glass separating them. The bleeding had slowed down, though he still was far too aware he was in a pool of blood. If there was any mercy in the world his powers would kick back in sooner rather than later, but his belief in mercy was something called nonexistent. [color=Olive]"I'm fine. Alive perhaps, rather than fine."[/color] He amended as he studied the group his head throbbing in beat to his life's pulse.

It seemed Allison was the least damaged out of all of them. Good, she was perhaps the one who would be the most useful aside from Dean at getting them out of this mess. Provided they [i]could[/i] get out of this mess. Noting the certain winged woman who appeared much younger, Richard tried and failed to give a charming smile. [color-Olive]"Glad to see a familiar, and beautiful, face. Aside from my dear's sister relief."[/color] A blood streaked hand pressed against the glass to mirror Ayita's own as the siblings shared relief they were alive.

[h1][b][i][center][color=ForestGreen]Ayita Dyrkin[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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Ayita's soft keening had stopped when she saw the blue-green eyes slide open, the mouth tweak into a grimace of pain. Damn the glass that separated them! She wanted to break, shatter, dig through the barrier but it was hopeless to do so. Naked relief shone in Ayita's face, softening the wild features and blunting her anger. Knocking her away from the dangerous edge that she had honed in order to seek vengeance if not survival.

Richard was alive! For now at least, a cynical part of her mind noted with some disdain at the glass cage they were locked into. Like a animal at a zoo. Her amber eyes flickered open as she studied the others, actually seeing them without the distorting worry and fear that had made her mind a whirlwind of ways to kill their captors. [color=ForestGreen]"Would the rat bastard even care? He locks people away. Who is to say he won't do so to his own child."[/color] Ayita had every reason to think of this. Her own mother had been the trigger for her own powers and had declared the girl a monster. Had Anita Laine been a bit more unhinged it would not have been a long step from taking a knife to her own flesh and blood.