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[color=1B8DD3]"You'd be worth the jail time, if you were a mobster..."[/color] William said, working up a weak smile. The intense focus needed to first drive mist out of an air vent against the current and then to reform the dissipating gas back into high pressured jets of water was very draining. It could perhaps be the most intensive use of his powers he has ever attempted. 

Not to mention the fact that he was trying to get things done as quick as possible. Couple that with the internal pressure of 'If I fuck this up, Brie is going to get even more hurt, or worse'. He was under the utmost pressure unlike anything he has experienced. He gritted his teeth, occasionally turning to Brie and offering the most reassuring smile he could muster. All the while beads of sweat formed around his forehead, arms and back.

The shells in which the electronics were housed in were indeed tough. As they should be. William, even with using nearly all of his powers, was not making much progress. By this time, he had hoped to have cut open at least one of the machines, and thus disabling the plasma cage. However, he was only able to make a 2 inch deep incision into the shell of the machines. [color=1B8DD3]"Fuck, this might take longer than I want... I can't do this for much longer either..."[/color] A sudden wooziness came over him and he stumbled slightly, landing on his knee softly as he did so.

William exhaled and relaxed his focus slightly. The jets of water pulled back from the original position as he did so. As he gathered and refocused himself, the doors to the room that they are in were thrown open. William stood up and shielded Brie instinctively and the jets of water turned to face the person that opened the doors, ready to strike. 

William then recognized that it was Jamie that had burst onto the scene. [color=1B8DD3]"Jamie! What are you doing here!"[/color] He exclaimed. The jets of water slowed down and slowly started to dissipate. He drew in and exhaled several ragged breathes. Seeing Jamie shatter and break the machines that once held them, William folded like a lawn chair onto one knee, taking slow, deep breaths. He had regained his powers only a short time ago, and to use them to such extent would have been taxing under optimal conditions, much less the shape he was in. [color=1B8DD3]"You... You're over doing it. Slow down. We need to get Brie out of here... She lose her powers for the time being... Did... Did anyone else come with you?"[/color] William asked of Jamie, between breaths as he worked on recuperating.

[@canaryrose][@Danvers]