Izzy spoke in a sing-song voice as the next few introduced themselves and then barked out to not go near them. "Rawr." She laughed a little, still leaning on the bars. She didn't bother learning their names. Once they figured out she was innocent, she'd probably never see them again. And if she did, it would no be more than a look and then a walk away.
Izzy looked back at the male who was still rambling until he decided that it was high time to hit the hay. Izzy walked over to one of the unclaimed beds (if there weren't any then she'd claim the bench). They were less than uncomfortable, but the girl made do with what she had. "Man, I want to go home."
"Get up!"
"Follow us!"
"And don't try any funny business."
Izzy grumbled when she was awoken so harshly. It was bad enough the beds were uncomfortable, and then they decided to herd them like cows? "You guys are so cruel..." She yawned and jumped out the bed. Sleepily, she followed the small crowd. The walk felt interminable, but soon enough, they had made it to a dull room.
"It's about time..."
Izzy frowned, irritable due to the conditions of her sleep. The officer' swords came and went. The only true thing she caught was 'interrogation'. "Well, the earlier it's done, the faster I can get home."
The old man was pulled away first, leaving the four to sit and wait. Izzy went from leaning against the wall, to pacing back and forth. 'This is taking FOREVER!' Her inner voice complained- that is, until there was a scream. And a few buzzing or electrocuting noises before and after it. "I don't think the police guards are too happy..."
The girl started toward the door, ignoring the guards. It wasn't like she had been paying much attention to them anyway. There were many times she was told to stand back in line, but she would still pace or move... So they ended up leaving her be, but keeping a close eye just in case she tried any "funny business".
In the matter of moments, as Izzy reached for the door and as the officer planned to stop her the lights went out. Instinctively, more than likely out of police training, the officer reached out to grab Izzy, but missed.
"Whoa, it's dark... It's dark.." She mumbled to herself. Her head turned to each end of the room and she debated what she would do. She could've ran blindly down a few halls, maybe even escape- if that was even possible or she could sit still like a good little kid. Her brother would've probably told her to sit still until everything was settled. And, she was sure the guards were protecting the door to prevent them from escaping.
Izzy could hear the officers having a rough time trying to subdue everyone without hurting themselves, so she made sure to stay away from them. A few times, she bumped into one of the others. She wasn't sure if it was the same person, or all three of them, but it did get annoying. "Watch your hands..." She jumped and pressed to the wall, waiting for the commotion to end.
She decided it was best to wait. If someone decided to or managed to slip out the door, she'd leave too. It's not like she would go anywhere besides home. Then again... If she went home, wouldn't the police follow her? Well wasn't she in a predicament.