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[blueshocks.livejournal.com]

[You open the door and step inside, and inside is a white ball of healing light.

No. It's actually just a really white and desolate looking room. In the center, Elle is sitting in a chair, with a bunch of IVs and medical equipment attached to her.

It's a familiar scene, one that happened over and over again in her childhood, though the details are mostly fuzzy.

She pulls at the restraints keeping her tied to the chair, her hands crackling with electricity.]

I swear if you don't let me go I'm going to so kill you!

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[moonlit-voice.livejournal.com]

Observing. [He states simply, the echoing tint of his voice ever-present.] And now I'm wondering... what should I do next? [He smirks, his fingers running under one of the IV wires attached to her.]

[blueshocks.livejournal.com]

[She rolls her eyes.] You should free me, jackass.

[moonlit-voice.livejournal.com]

[He laughs at that, a light chuckle. Not that it was really funny... but sometimes he couldn't help himself.] Are you sure? That seems like too obvious an answer. What would happen if I left you here?

[blueshocks.livejournal.com]

They'll experiment on me. Just like they already have.

[moonlit-voice.livejournal.com]

Why would they do that? Would it have something to do with your magical abilities? [At least, he's assuming the electricity was a magical ability.]

[blueshocks.livejournal.com]

No, they do it for shits and giggles, of course they do it because of my ability.