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Connor nodded at the <Good thinking.> Raven sent to him. He knew she wasn’t one to say thank you and that was as close as she was going to get. He glanced over as one of the others hefted a workbench over his head and demanded that Clay get away from Raven. He figured that was slightly inefficient since he had frozen the agent in place.
”Get back in your cells quietly and I won’t hurt you…much.” He looked back over at Clay who looked really annoyed with all of them. That’s when the wind picked up and Conner was sent back a few feet, before he managed to freeze his own feet to the ground. He looked up and noticed that Raven had a knife to Clay’s throat and others were being flown around by the increasing wind.
One of the others that had been thrown back, and out of site by the wind, came sprinting in with a bookcase over his head. Show off. He thought to himself. But he had to give him some credit, he didn’t run off to the exit but instead came back to help.
He felt the woman from before starting to increase her abilities. Her body turning slowly to ash and her eyes pure white. He didn’t like her all too much, he could feel the heat rising and so to compensate he made himself colder.
That’s when he heard a voice coming from around Clay. ”Zarganna Dawn, it is you who have picked the wrong day to mess with us.” It was Angel, head of security, and she had a gun pointed right at the one she called Zarganna. Connor was about to freeze her solid, when her gun seemed to act on its own and jumped out of her hands then knocked her in the back of the head. He smirked; finally she got hit by something and got sent to her knees. He decided to leave her with a cold chill anyway; unfortunately his abilities weren’t up to par yet. He figured the cold would get to her sooner or later, her body feeling like it was freezing from the inside out. He almost laughed at the thought of how annoyed she would be.
Then a voice came from the spot where the gun was. ”Everyone, make for the Southern gates, now!” He was slightly bummed that the gun wasn’t acting on its own; it would have been cool if it did. But sadly no so he decided to listen to the voice. He did want to get out as soon as possible.
He noticed Raven had gotten a little irritated and came over to him. ”Looks like we we’re going to the Southern Gates…shame we don’t particularly know where that is.” She started going down the corridor and he followed her, dusting off ice from around his ankles and feet. “Is a shame….would make things so much simpler if we did know, wouldn’t it?”
Connor stopped behind Raven and he saw what she was staring at. It was a boy with a thick metal mask over his face. He looked at him, he seemed ok, and he didn’t look like he had been here long. He wasn’t bone thin and he seemed slightly frightened. ”I like him. Won’t talk back, can we keep him?” He glanced over at Raven, and smiled at her mocking tone. “I guess so, as long as he doesn’t cause trouble and get us locked back up.”
He watched Raven open the door and release the boy, using the last of her strength. “You really should have let me do that.” It would have been a simple task to freeze over the lock and shatter it.
”Hmm. Now what do you suppose we do about them?” Raven motioned towards the others, he looked back at them. They seemed to be doing well by themselves. ”Anyone want to actually tell us where the stupid gate is?” He agreed, Connor and Raven had been deep in the maze of cells, they had no idea where the exit was. Even during his escape attempts, he hadn’t been out long enough to find a hint of the exit. He looked back at the new kid. “Do you have any idea where the exit is?” He said in an almost demanding tone. He didn’t know if he would answer but anything would be better than staying in this place and being locked up for the rest of his life.