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Radvi, composed as always, strode away from the dead scorpion-man as if nothing had happened. She watched him wipe the blood from his cheek and wondered how many times he'd killed before. In all of the four years she knew Radvi, she realized that she had never asked about his past. Usually she didn't care. She only cared about a person's present until thoughts like these crossed her mind. Most of the people she met on The Promise had similar backgrounds, which is why she never asked anymore. Officers were a different story.

His partner strode up to the two and without looking her way asked Radvi who she was. Eli's brows furrowed and she chose to ignore the rude woman. Instead she chose to keep a lookout. There was still a chance that more inmates were coming. She had enough energy left for at least one more fight. Radvi spoke directly towards her, which drew her attention back to him. She nodded to acknowledge the thanks and glanced at the woman as she headed towards the slumped metal man behind her.

With ruthless intent, the woman finished what Eli couldn't. Eli didn't watch, her right hand curling into a fist to relieve her of the stress. A quick glance at Radvi and it seemed as if he was just as surprised that Noelle had done that. 

Just then, Radvi's communicator clicked to life. It was Gennedy, the Chief officer that Eli had met only once before. The reinforcements would be here soon. The chaos was almost over. She doubted that things would return to normal afterwards. The Promise had a lot of explaining to do, and the reason why this happened wouldn't be an easy answer. Did they even know how? The world would want to know.

As if someone, somewhere knew what she was thinking, the answer arrived wearing a pair of... skates? And a huge LED display for a helmet? Whatever [i]it[/i] was (it looked like a boy but who could be sure), it was loud and fast. Noelle even knew it. It handed Noelle weapons, and as Eli was still trying to figure out what it was it turned to her. It's hands grabbed hers in a greeting. Eli stared into the bright lights of his helmet and scrutinized the "face" looking back at her. For a moment she felt like she'd run across an image of this guy somewhere on the internet.

He pulled away before she could mention it, nonetheless form a coherent thought about this erratic helmet-guy before her. The jar he handed to Radvi drew her attention immediately.

[i]'HERE'S YOUR CULPRIT'[/i]

What?

Eli looked at Radvi's confused expression before watching the rollerskating helmet guy ride off into the streets. [i]That was odd...[/i] She looked back at the deep blue jello inside of the mason jar. Could the mass of shit inside really lead them to whoever/whatever was behind the prison break?

"Is that guy serious?" She asked Radvi, watching him examine the contents himself. "Could that really be a lead?"

She wanted an answer, but before one could be given the reinforcements arrived. An officer immediately was upon Eli. "[b]Eli Wessex?[/b]" Eli raised an eyebrow. "Yes?" The officer nodded and reached for her elbow in what seemed like a non-threatening way. "[b]Come with me. All students are being processed before escorted to their rooms.[/b]"

Eli frowned, pulling her arm away from his grasp. She didn't want to cause trouble, but she never liked being told what to do like this. It was one of the things that reminded her of what The Promise was really about. "I'm just fine here, but if you're going to make a scene about it I'll walk myself to the cruiser." She gave the officer a forced smile before turning to face Radvi.

"Can you believe these guys?" She aimed her thumb at her companion and shook her head. The man rolled his eyes and placed his hands on his hips. Eli sighed and waved as she began walking away. "Let me know what that stuff is, okay?" She glanced at Noelle. "It was nice meeting you."

After one more comment from her buddy, Eli turned and headed towards the cruiser with the backdoor open. She hadn't done anything wrong so she knew that they would just question her before sending her home. They'd probably just ask the questions on the ride to her apartment. She sighed for the second time that day as the door to the cruiser shut behind her. It was going to be a fun ride home. Maybe later she could let off some steam while the security team was occupied. She needed a drink. Or two. She hadn't even begun to worry about her friends. If they'd survived, she was sure that they would be yearning for the sweet release of booze later tonight.