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[color=MediumOrchid]"I am [i]not[/i] fat!"[/color] Patricia whisper-yelled at Grace's comment, turning away for a single moment with crossed arms and a pouting face. [color=MediumOrchid]"You're just way too skinny."[/color]

Patricia listened to Tom speak, nodding along and following him down the walkway. She did, in fact, feel a little like shit. Breaking out of here would be way easier if she still had her powers- Vinnie's definitely wouldn't protect against hers. And crowd control was always great to have. But stupid her had to go and get caught and jabbed. Now, they had two powers and a suspicious-looking machete among the three of them. Normally, that would've been fine, although not ideal. But now... well, they had to free 3 people from the clutches of an organized crime ring that were working with what seemed to be some of the scariest people this side of the planet. Her power could've neutralized them all in seconds, but all they had were portals and gravity. 

Patricia audibly gasped as Tom said that Angie had been captured. She wedged herself into a spot where she could see out of the hatch and looked on in horror. [color=MediumOrchid][i]No, no no no...[/i][/color] But... Angelica was so smart and covert and responsible. How had she gotten caught? Had it been Patricia who had given her away? They must've remembered that the two had come in together and figured out that Angelica must be a mole, too. Patricia bit her lip. They couldn't let them kill her- no way. She couldn't even imagine the look on Eliza's face if her sister died. The thought made her stomach plummet. They had to save her. The urgency of the situation thrummed in her veins. She wasn't entirely sure how they could beat them by themselves, but they could try. 

She nodded along at Tom's plan. In the back of her mind, she thought it was a little reckless and would definitely get them murdered, but... they had to take the chance. She clutched the machete, a look of resolve settling in on her face. [color=MediumOrchid]"Yeah, of course,"[/color] she whispered to Tom before he kicked in the hatch and dragged Grace and her down into the hallway. She was about to slash at the goon when Grace hit him with a portal, sending him crashing into a light fixture. At least she had [i]tried[/i] Patricia half-scowled, glancing around at the three unconscious people littering the ground. If she had her powers, she could've put them all to sleep easily. And without as much noise.

[color=MediumOrchid]"Angelica!"[/color] Patricia rushed to the woman once the fight was over, worry and relief in her eyes. [color=MediumOrchid]"Thank God you're okay. Let's get out of here and go free the other-"[/color] 

Patricia whirled around at the sound of Vinnie's voice, her heart suddenly pumping a mile a minute. Her gaze widened at the sight of the gun. [color=MediumOrchid][i]Shit![/i][/color] All the things she had read about Vinnie in the folder suggested that he was not fucking around. And just when they had been about to escape. What a bastard. Both anxiety and fury were swimming around in her chest. 

Patricia glanced at Grace, who was kneeling on the ground as he had asked. She should probably follow Grace's lead. The older woman was smart, and responsible, and experienced, but... ugh, she didn't want to! But it made sense. She had half a mind to throw a high heel at his face but knew that he was more likely to shoot her in the head than be distracted by it. And any other angry thing she did would also be met with a shot to the face. So, gritting her teeth, she knelt slowly on the ground next to Grace. 

[@Hitman][@Amethyst][@KaijuBaragon]

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[color=Goldenrod]"Christina!" [/color] Jamie shouted, a wide smile appearing on her face. She turned to her boss, clapping with glee as Paradox flew away. [color=Goldenrod]"Woo! You beat him!"[/color] She was happy to see Christina. The fight hadn't been going too well, and her appearance seemed to be just the thing to drive him away. She had been just a little worried that they might not get out of this one whole. She went over to Blake to help cut him free, but it seemed that Christina had already done most of it. So, instead, she listened to the two of them talk, following them into the rubble of the house.

Jamie hung back for most of it, having not been given explicit instructions. She would have helped to clear the rubble, but she wasn't sure if her power would just make it worse or not. She picked up on most of the conversation- that Tom, Patricia, Angie, Brie, Will, and some girl that she didn't know were in trouble. She frowned.  That didn't sound good at all. But they were about to go save them, so they would probably be fine soon! She squatted down to sift through the rocks with Blake, blowing a few piles away with a well-placed shockwave. [color=Goldenrod][i]They'll be okay soon,[/i][/color] she reasoned to herself, but her stomach was plummeting all the same. She hadn't watched a lot of movies or read a lot, but being stuck in a mansion with mafia people sounded bad. And she wouldn't want any of her friends to be hurt... just the thought made her feel sad. 

She wandered over to the hole after Christina announced that she had found it. Peering down it, she gulped. It looked like a ladder going into the abyss. But if this led to her friends... well, she had to save them! She looked up to Rumi and Blake. [color=Goldenrod]"Of course we won't, Christina! We'll be fine, don't worry. Um, you guys... I'm going, just to make it clear. I guess... come if you want?"[/color] At that, Jamie hopped on the ladder and started to climb down into the tunnel. 

[@Hitman][@Scarifar]