[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.ibb.co/5k4KnzD/Webp-net-resizeimage-1.png[/img][hr][hr][color=639A5E][b]Location:[/b][/color] Interrogation Room Z11
[color=639A5E][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Photographic Memory, Fire Manipulation[hr][/center]
	Flynn sort of was just tuning out a bit what everyone was more or less saying at this point. Monica wasn't exactly someone to be reasoned with, since she clearly didn't believe them about anything. [color=639A5E]"Eh, this is clearly a waste of breath, considering the fact that clearly you don't believe a word we say enough to even [i]entertain[/i] the idea and think that there might be some truth to what we say,"[/color] Flynn said to Monica, before he glanced at the person who showed up. Oh no, last he heard, she was a bit on the crazy side, at least in their reality, and a bit dangerous... So what the hell was Folly Valeska doing here?

	He didn't get a chance to say much else about it though, as she instantly sent out an EMP blast, that shut off everything electrical in the room. Though he was not too sure why literally everyone was sitting around doing nothing or just more or less ignoring the fact that Monica was still in the room. Flynn recalled exactly where everyone was, and knew that they really needed to get Monica out of the picture to make this easier, but he wasn't sure how. A thought crossed his mind, one that came more from the memories of this reality or something then his real ones. He created a small flame, just barely in the palm of his hand, and he started trying to see about getting the oxygen levels in the room to drop enough to knock everyone out (he'd wake up his allies later). Everyone would start to feel a little lightheaded, and as he continued to lower the oxygen levels, he accidentally caused all of the air in Raynor's lungs to disappear (it was an accident, and hey, at least he's Asgardian right?) and eventually he'd get it down to the point where everyone else would start feeling incredibly dizzy. Hopefully this would at least slow  Monica down.

[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.ibb.co/n83XcHK/Webp-net-resizeimage.png[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=F3E010][b]Location:[/b][/color] Interrogation Room B9
[color=F3E010][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr]
	Mentally, she was definitely not doing well. Sparky was more or less sit there, oddly quiet now, as her brain continued to race along, thinking of how bad things were for her. The people who she thought were her family weren't, not really, and that might also explain why her sisters hated her so much, since they would have been old enough to [i]know[/i] that she was biologically their sister. Actually, everything about her life suddenly made more sense now, but that wasn't the main thing going through her mind. The main thing that went through her head right now, nope, but there was a lot of panicking that went through her head currently.

	The words that the others were all talking went in one ear and out the other. Her heart was racing, and voices were flying through her brain at a mile a minute. [i]Raynor lied ever since you first met him about it, he probably doesn't really care. Whose your family then here and why did you end up in the other reality anyway? Everything about you is a lie, who are you really? No one really cares clearly.[/i] Eventually she started registering the words of the others, but it was all starting to swirl together with the voices that were in her head discussing the entire situation, [color=F3E010]"How about you all [i]shut the hell up![/i]"[/color] she eventually snapped out loud, not looking at anyone still.