Claire made sure to tie his hands well enough to be convincing, but loose enough for his to be able to slip his hand out and fight if it came to that. She had no actual plan for what was going to happen, and she was hoping that every movie she had ever watched worked out in her favor with what she was trying to pull of. Having a wand was helpful, but she wouldn't mind if they got out of there without ever using it. [color=aquamarine]"The only way I can see to get out of this is to tell the truth most of the time, make major assumptions, and lie the rest of the time. I can do this for about an hour, I'm guessing. Just go along with it."[/color] She said quietly, just loud enough for him to hear. Pulling Abram up a bit roughly, to keep up the image, she stared down the guards, squaring her shoulders. [color=aquamarine]"Little bitch in the room pulled some bullshit trick; nobody thought to warn us she was a metamorphmagus. Went in there to pull her out for questioning and the minute I touched her, she turned into me, and he started to beat the shit out of me. Knocked her out, but she hasn't turned back yet. I'm separating the two of them so they can't pull a stunt like this again."[/color] She was using the guard's voice, a rough barking noise, and holding Abram firmly. [color=aquamarine]"She'll wake up soon I'm guessing; still have my wand, and she's not that big, so just don't let her change into one of you. I'm taking him to storage first, see if we can get him to give us the laptop password. It's got some sort of encryption on it."[/color] She started down a hallway, not giving the guards time to react, when one called, "Storage is the other way, dumbass. Reverse trace his wand too, see if he can explain the last stuff he has on there." Claire turned and led Abram in the direction the guards had indicated, shaking him slightly as they walked towards the other guards to keep up the image, praying they didn't see past the scam.