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I am sorry it took so long I was busy all day

I feel like the king of terrible plans that end up working
Twi Sat up at the brushing off of her condition that, to be fair, was a drug withdrawal. But more so at the fact that she could hear some bitch telling her to meditate and that she'd probably just do drugs again and go through it all over. If she didn't have to stop doing the drugs none of this would happen. Why would she ever stop when they're the only thing preventing her from being this physical ill. "If Durza were here.." Twi mumbled in her voice, it was shaky and she was now visibly very cold. She had curled her body into a ball and was rubbing her hands on her arms trying to warm up. "Treba is gonna come get me and when they're here I..." She said another incomplete sentence. "If..." The one next to her's voice finally registered in her mind. Did the one she kidnapped not tell her who she was? Aha! Another angle to lie about. "I.. I just knew you were guardians from - from the air a-" She shivered and took a quick loud inhale "b-b-bout you." She stumbled to the corner of her cell to where she could reach around the corner into Alex's. She had no idea who was on the other side, just that she was trying to break down walls unsuccesfully. "I was looking for you.. with gifts. I can make you st-stronger." Which in fact, weirdly enough, was only half a lie.

Twi had the ability to do just that, but not without her belongings, and more importantly, not while in the state she was currently in. She reached her hand around the cage door and into the corner of Alex's cell. She moved he fingers in a way that conveyed she was to take Twi's hand (which was now clean). It wasn't a friendly kind of finger wave. It was a finger wave that one usually gave to a potential suitor before they went into a room alone. It was amazing how well she could communicate this way with only the movement of her hand and fingers. "I can do much more for you, more than that Urick fellow for that matter." She giggled. What Alex couldn't see was the drained husk of a woman on the other side of the wall. Her face conveyed pain, her breathing was quick but hushed now. The little giggle obviously pained the girls as she clenched her teeth and shut her eyes tightly, almost as tightly as she wrapped her free hand around her rib cage as she tried not to cough. "You just... Have to trust me. You can do that for me, yes?" She hoped for god's sake this woman wasn't a prude or anything of that matter. She danced her fingers around the small corner she could reach, dragging them on the floor, beckoning for Alex to come to her. It was a trick she had learned from her years doing the less than desirable task of using men for profit. She moaned a bit at this moment, very sensually. Her face and body still showing almost every sign of extreme pain and discomfort, but all that she needed to look good was that hand and fingers. "When we get out of here, I can show you a whole new world... Alex was it? Such a pretty name, I'd love to learn if the face is pretty to match. But that's not the only beautiful thing I'd want to see on you, but I'm getting ahead of myself.." She moaned once more, her fingers now mimicking a dance on the ground.

All this show, simply so that she could either A.) Disrupt that bitch who told her to change her life's meditation session, B.) get in good with a member of this group and escape, or C.) maybe find a new member of the poachers. Obviously this girl had no regard for the law since she just assaulted a man in the streets. She would hopefully accomplish all three, but hey, if this didn't work she had one last resort. The reason Treba and Durza haven't ditched her. The reason they haven't been caught, why they have never been killed. Hell, why she acted as a boss to the two at times. And that something wasn't magic, no. It was more than that. Less than that. It was all that magic could be but never was. And she could hold it above the heads of anyone in this room right now and they'd be in awe. Too bad it was confiscated at the moment. "So my dear. Take my hand so I know you believe me..."
I am totally lost as to who's turn it is.

EDIT: This is what happens when you're friends with Reap and mention needing a new Tinder picture.

Sifen isn't a big fan of the whole murdering people thing. Twi [secret backstory] so she might [secret backstory] Nai. Man both of my characters have so little known about them and I love it
>tfw Sifen is gonna fight Nai after Thane is dead to protect Kilika
That's gonna be shitty and honestly I have no clue who would win, since end game Sifen is MUCH different than current Sifen, and I assume the same for Nai.
That bong makes me sad
Brought it up again so it's not a weirdly late response
[Sifen at this point has tested the arm and the wrist has no motion, the machine is loud and clunky, not smooth at all. But it can bend at the elbow on his own neurological command, so that's good.]

Twi watched as the girl she kidnapped left. Good, now nobody could turn her in. Too bad she was still in pain and dry heaving. A man told her to use the toilet provided to her and she just stared the man down. The look she shot his way pierced very air itself as well as the bars and had they not been steel they might have shattered from the freezing temperature the emotions carried outward from her pupils. "Do you... have ANY idea. What I-" another gag and a nose wipe. "AM GOING THROUGH?" She staggered to her feet and took a few steps to the sink in her cell. It was dirtier than a normal sink but cleaner than she was used to. She turned it on and pulled her hair behind her head and leaned down to drink from the faucet, as well as cleaning off her face. It was half painted with blue (strangely similarly to Sifen's own face paint) and the bottom half was now clean. The paint didn't cover and scars and let her fair skin show through the now lacking coating of vomit. She proceeded to splash it down her body, easily rinsing her leather underwear-shaped "armor" and skin between dry heaves and shivers. She only collapsed 4 times during the ordeal, but swore a lot to herself. While still splashing the water on herself, she remembered the girl talking of poor treatment of prisoners. This was a good chance.

She collapsed to her knees and loudly slapped the floors and puked the water she had just drank and cried out. "They lie! I've been like this for two days now, and they won't give me any help. Please help me.. I don't want to die here. You don't have to take me with just-" A cough and a few sneezes. "Uhnnnnn" she groaned holding her stomach. She was luckily skinny before being taken in, and could easily suck in her gut and show her ribs more prominently. Which of course she did. "I don't know how long I can wait...I puke up everything I try to eat, I'm starving to death in here. Please Guardians... do the right thing.." She coughed and gagged, spitting onto the floor as well as wiping very real tears from her eyes. She was in fact in immense pain. after all. "pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease" she chanted in a pitiful whisper. her eyes shut tight.
We got sinks in these cells or just toilets?
Yeah so, nobody know's they're guardians but this weird ass puking woman, and the guardians themselves. Just ctrl F'd the IC since the encounter with the youth league and onward, only mentions were either in thought or spoken before the incident.

I'll still think of something to post in the meantime.
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