[b][I]Mikhail Chekhov[/i][/b] Mikhail wanted to scream, but he could not. He wanted to rage, to shout, to throw a tantrum, but it was clear that his capability to do so had been removed. Was this permanent? If so... If so... He cried. Tears fell from his eyes at the thought of the words he can no longer say, words he can no longer say to Tyler and Hakuro and his Mother, Mina Chekhov. Mikhail [i]was[/i] capable of love, even now, and the few people he had left in his life were his few remaining ties to sanity. But now, now that Ashcroft (Or Impostor-Ashcroft) knew about his secrets and planned to hurt and kill at least one of those he liked - He was damned, that was true, damned to pursue a road of revenge that can only end with his soul burnt and scarred. But he knew what innocents were, still didn't wish them harmed in his quest. And he did not want Hakuro/Hatto-san to be one of the people hurt. Nor Tyler, although the [i]real[/i] Ashcroft liked his friend for being 'proper' and accomplished. Oh my God, were they worrying about him? Did they even know that he had disappeared? Or did time here run differently than in the 'real' world? If only there was cell reception in this dungeon! He tried to see if his smartphone had cell reception after all - It didn't. Turning off said phone, Mikhail opened his backpack to pursue his textbooks - Even studyiing was preferable to getting bored out of his mind. On instinct, he tried to say something, anything, and found out that the spell on his voice had faded like some JRPG when he let out a short, [b]"I'm bored..."[/b] A pause. [b]"I can talk again."[/b] Testing out his regained ability to speak, Mikhail said softly, [b]"I need to find a way to escape. I can't let these assholes get their hands on Hatto-san. But how can I get out of their constant vigilance and that of Impostor Ashcroft's?"[/b] His Keychains - The ones of a Beretta Nano and the Butterfly Knife - Glinted. On instinct, he grabbed them and they began to transform into an [i]actual[/i] gun and knife. No reaction from the guards - Did they even see the glint and transformation? Whether they did so ir not, he hid the weapons in his uniform - These can be of use at the right moment. They can't keep him in here forever.