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[color=1B8DD3]"Ah. I'm sorry... I didn't know about..."[/color] William's voice trailed off as Brie mentioned not knowing her father. Such a subject is often very sensitive. For him to mention it so nonchalantly was awfully thoughtless of him. However, there was no way for him to know that she has had familial problems before. William chewed on insides of his lower lip softly, trying to think about how to broach the subject under more suitable circumstances.

Seeing Brie trying to work out of her restraints, William spoke up softly. [color=1B8DD3]"Here, let me see. I never actually saw what sort of restraints they used on us..."[/color] As he looked, he saw that they were simple plastic zip cords. [color=1B8DD3]"Cheap bastards. They really tied up heroes with zip cords. Hold your hand steady and I'll cut it open..."[/color] William said. With a snap, a thin jet of water passed through the restraints, freeing Brie of her hands. [color=1B8DD3]"Shhhh..."[/color] He whispered to Brie, knowing that she would exclaim in excitement from being released of her restraints.

With another snap of his fingers, his own restraints were cut free with the same thin jet of water. [color=1B8DD3]"Now, to disable this damned containment shield..."[/color] William looked about, noticing that there were two complex looking machinery near their containment cell. [color=1B8DD3]"I'd bet those are the things sustaining the shield... They look expensive. Would be a shame to get some water damage on them..."[/color] William said, slightly grinning. Scanning their immediate surroundings, William noticed an air vent on the floor. [color=1B8DD3]"Hm. I wonder..."[/color]

William turned to Brie. [color=1B8DD3]"Wait. So, undercover mission. Powers sent you, Angie, Patti, Tom, and Grace... That is a lot of people to send on a stealth mission but I'm sure they all serve a purpose and the gravity of the mission called for it... Well. Yeah, hopefully Grace and Tom are keeping the kids in line, so they say."[/color] William breathed out a small sigh of relief. Tom, despite his lecherous rendezvous, is very reliable when required. Grace, is essentially a female Tom, without the sinful parts. As he thought about it more, William became slightly surprised that Blake didn't come charging in with Brie, seeing as his better half was sent to be undercover inside a mob compound. [color=1B8DD3]"I don't suppose Grace can portal us out of here this time, seeing as not even we know where we are exactly..."[/color]

William took a small step back. [color=1B8DD3]"Right. I haven't said this to you yet. You look great, Those heels give you legs for days. And again. I can never be angry with you." [/color]William offered a genuine smile. It was perplexing how she is able to simply pull off any sort of outfit. From gowns made for galas, to whatever she is wearing now, to waking up in bear pajamas. There was just a natural charm to her that William simply could not resist. It could be her optimistic disposition or her confidence in herself. William could not put a finger on it specifically. In any case, William turned to the small air vent on the ground. [color=1B8DD3]"There is something I want to try...Hopefully it works. And quick. We won't have much time after I start... Can you run? Fuck it. No matter. I'll carry you out of here if I have to."[/color]

William took a deep breath and mustered up whatever strength he had. A thin veil of mist swirled around them, and was promptly push out of the vent. William visibly straining to push the water vapor against the air flow coming into their containment cell. As soon as the water vapor made it out of their cell, William concentrated and formed it into two thin jets of water. Using the highly pressurized streams, William got to work on cutting open the shell of the machine that were near them...

[color=1B8DD3]"Hopefully this works..."[/color] He muttered.

[@Danvers]