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Two days, that's how long she had been there, at least as far as she knew. Constance's wrists were kept behind her, kept her from using her alchemy to attack the men that had caught her when she stepped off the plane in Seattle. At first she had thought that it was because of Erik, but they hadn't once questioned her about him.
Instead it was about her father's project and how she was able to use his sciences. When she had refused to talk she was hit, nothing she didn't expect at least, but seemed like they were bored with that tactic. The door to the interrogation room opened. Constance braced herself for another round.
Somewhere else the man in charge of the project grinned a little. There were two reasons she was there, and with luck the second reason would help with the first.
Instead it was about her father's project and how she was able to use his sciences. When she had refused to talk she was hit, nothing she didn't expect at least, but seemed like they were bored with that tactic. The door to the interrogation room opened. Constance braced herself for another round.
Somewhere else the man in charge of the project grinned a little. There were two reasons she was there, and with luck the second reason would help with the first.
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Date: 2014-07-07 01:06 am (UTC)From:It wasn't that he didn't wonder what it was like. He did. Especially now. But he was pretty sure he'd malfunction somehow if he tried it. There had to be a reason they never actually fed him.
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Date: 2014-07-07 01:32 am (UTC)From:"Though really thy don't let you eat, not much of an existence I'd think."
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Date: 2014-07-07 01:47 am (UTC)From:He shifted uncomfortably against the wall. "No one feeds a gun."
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Date: 2014-07-07 02:03 am (UTC)From:She huffed. "You're only a weapon if you let them treat you like one. They may have taken away my seal right now, but doesn't mean I'm fully disarmed."
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Date: 2014-07-07 03:20 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2014-07-07 08:14 pm (UTC)From:"What? I'm not going to be one of their lackies, and really why don't you just leave?" She didn't care what they'd do to her at the moment, if it got her to a room she could contact Erik in she'd risk getting herself killed.
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Date: 2014-07-08 05:10 am (UTC)From: