CRACK. Redana's head is white noise. Underneath the bright white of that kerchief (and the darker white where it has already been absorbent) her cheeks are so flushed a hypothetical observer could see them from the other side of the room. She is staring at nothing in particular, her Auspex giving her garbage data about the room that might as well be a jammed transmission for all the sense it's making, and her shirt is threatening to make its escape, hiking up around her shivering shoulders. Mynx just hit her. Mynx just [i]hit[/i] her. And she can't raise her forearms to block off another blow and watch for an opening for a jab, throw the shapeshifter off balance. Mynx just hit her and she can't do anything [i]about[/i] it. There's nothing for her to [i]do[/i], no way that she can figure out what to do, no way to escalate into wrestling where she'll win no matter what Mynx tries to turn into, they've tested that one out time and time again, all she can do is be. Be slapped. Be gagged. Be quiet. CRACK. Redana bends her knees and tries instinctively to bring them up defensively. There's little give, and that's because she's pulling Bella's shins up with her. It's a miracle she's able to raise them even an inch without leverage. But she can't stop Mynx from doing that again. Her writhing fingers hook onto Bella's and tug with frantic, panicked energy, like the blind giants of Nessus VII. For a moment, a terrible sequence unfolds in front of her. If something goes wrong, if her gift fails her, if she waited too long and Mynx knocks her out with one of her venoms... Gold to match her hair. An ornate collar and an outfit like the ones in the holonovels that Bella always 'accidentally cleared away' when she found them while cleaning Redana's quarters. Pouring the King a glass of wine, eyes downcast. Because if she looked up, she'd see everyone looking at her, and then she'd melt right through the floor. And then the King would put one arm around her waist and pull her in for a for a he'd kiss [i]ptah.[/i] The spittle hits her cheek just below her eye and trickles down, cool against her burning skin. Every time she breathes in she can smell Bella. Bella's fur. Bella's mouth. She's burning up. She's becoming a sun. She's going to ignite and become another star, right here and now. The pressure inside her is intolerable. All her muscles are seizing up, and the gag over her lips, pushed up against her nose, is wet, and her cheek is wet, and the world is hot and wet and she squeezes Bella's fingers hard, hard, and her knees won't come up to protect her. She's defenseless. She's making noise. It's, it's the muffling, the layering, that makes it sound desperate. She can't lift her eyes. Go, her nerves sing, go go go, run so you can be chased. Her every nerve demands that she run, wounded leg or no. And she can already imagine Mynx bringing her down, pouncing, with claws and purring-- CRACK. Bella's good. Ha, funny, because Bella's been naaaaughty! But Mynx is calling her good. In that voice. Would it be such a bad thing if she held Redana's chin and said it? Good. Good prisoner. Good girl. Haha! Funny! It'd just be like Bella calling her a good student, a good athlete, her voice so alive and high and smiling. But Bella never meant it, did she? She was another guard the whole time. She never meant it. So what does it matter if Mynx says it too? Maybe she wants Mynx to say it! And then after she hears it she can escape, she really can escape, she really truly will and she's taking everyone with her, she really can stand up to her Bella and her Mynx, and-- SLAM. Mynx's attention isn't on her now. Mynx is distracted. And someone else is in the room and oh it's you it's the statue it's [i]Alexa[/i] and she's not thinking again, she's just got to prove that she was lulling Mynx into a false sense of security and buying time the whole time until Alexa her awesome teammate showed up, she definitely does not need Alexa to sit on her and refuse to let her go anywhere exciting again, so it is time yes absolutely time to get! out! of! this!! [Redana, Useless Lesbian, has rolled a [b]4[/b] on Get Away.]