[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=Olive]Richard Laine[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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Tilting his dark head towards his smaller sister, the assassin gave a sly smile to Bethany Bell. [color=Olive]"Dear, do you think we really need our powers? They expect us to use them. The expect our powers to give us an edge."[/color] Holding up a hand to pause anyone's words in argument the Adder continued.  [color=Olive]"Case and point is that they do give us an edge, but not always. Rely on them too much and you will forget you- at your core- are no different than a human. You just have a little bit more."[/color] Noting his sister's head bob in agreement, he let her speak with her soft voice.

The door was solid and not about to fall from the hinges, Richard concurred. But he couldn't help but smile as the crack slightly grew upon inspection. [color=Olive]"Everything is built with a flaw. No matter how hard people try otherwise."[/color] He studied Bethany as he rubbed his shoulder and moved to ram the door again. Using the side of his foot to strike the glass crack as to not break a toe. [color=Olive]"Alarms, guards. Yeah, their a problem, but would you rather be stuck in here? I'll take my chances. Not the first time I've fought my way out of hell. Won't be the last."[/color] Giving a charming wink to Thalia, he ran his hand through his hair to comb it from his eyes. [color=Olive]"Dean, Charlie. Give it a shot. We just need a gap. A small one."[/color] The older man commanded as he ran at the door again.

[h1][b][i][center][color=ForestGreen]Ayita Dyrkin[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=ForestGreen]"These cells were built as cells,"[/color] Ayita gave a skeptical look at her older brother who was bracing as he ran into the door with a solid thud. [color=ForestGreen]"They were meant to hold people. I can see Brother's point that we are still capable without our powers. What I do not get is why you are charging a door with a small crack in it."[/color] There was a sour note in her voice as she studied her brother's stagger away from the door, a victorious smile on his face. She ached and hurt, but she saw he had a point in at least trying.

Looking to the younger Thalia, Ayita considered her. [color=ForestGreen]"What if you were to make the glass young instead of aging it? Make it sand again or would that risk making the glass stronger?"[/color] People in Alaska were resourceful and most made their own amenities or did without. Especially the people of the brush who shunned civilization. Odd that she had not simply joined them. But there had been something that had drawn her to the herd and hunt, more than her powers. It had felt right. Like water flowing down hill. Shooting Bethany a look the usually quiet Laine felt her proverbial hackles rise in defense of her brother. [color=ForestGreen]"He knows what he is doing."[/color] Such was the younger Laine's faith.