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[Sara fixes an eye on the camera. She's about 12/13, but an early bloomer, and she looks mad as hell.]

Wasn't once enough? I'm not gonna do this again. I'm not going to hold still for another two months so you can do whatever the fuck you want to me again. I'm not gonna let you, you can kill me first. Or I'll kill you.

[She sounds determined, but she doesn't actually know what happened to her the first time she was abducted, only that it hurt. She's actually kind of terrified that she might remember it this time around.]

And all these little kids? What the hell is wrong with you people? All this cozy babysitting shit doesn't change the fact that we're prisoners. Let them go.

Any of you lay a hand on any of them and I'm breaking it the fuck off.

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[After pretty much trashing the room she woke up in, Sara's found two things of interest: an NYPD badge - not her dad's, the number's wrong - and a .357 revolver. She's not a great shot, but she knows her way around a gun, and she manages to get it loaded and tucked in the back of her jeans. One of the shirts she found in the closet, unbuttoned, more or less hides it from casual inspection.

You can find her prowling the halls, watching out for adult malfeasance and looking like she doesn't need much more than an excuse.]

[OOC: Multithreads much encouraged. Prior warning for the likelihood of violence; Sara is a fighty angry mess at this stage of her life and won't hesitate to pull a gun on an adult or anyone claiming to have a degree of control over the situation. I am fine with/kind of expect her ending up in Zero. PP or PM me for any plot queries!]

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[Oh.

Ohhh God this could be terrible.]

Sara? You're safe here. The kids are safe here.

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psychic_hotline

[ -- well you're kind of young but maybe evil organizations have internships? Whatever, if you're talking this place up you're automatically the enemy.]

Fuck you. If the kids were safe they'd be home.

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peektuttut

[Tim the evil intern. There is an Elseworlds somewhere that must have this.]

Jeez, language. [He's mostly teasing.] It isn't really that simple. I'd like to explain, but I don't really want to hang out with someone threatening to kill me.

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And I don't want to hang out with someone who's torturing kids, so I guess that makes us even.

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I am not torturing kids!

[Oh God what the hell has she gone through, that's. A little horrifying for her to just assume.]

This place is called the Barge. And sometimes, really weird things happen here, but not torture. Have you been to the deck yet?

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We're not prisoners. We're supposed to be here.

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Yeah, that's what they told me the first time, too.

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What happened?

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psychic_hotline

You don't want to know.

[Aaaand she actually looks at her communicator.]

What the f...what are you wearing?

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[He does want to know, actually, but okay, he'll play along and answer your question first. Sometimes you had to give a little before people were willing to open up to you.]

My uniform. I'm Robin. I work with Batman.

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Oooh. You must be a lifer.

[ Cause he's only heard that language out of the long term hardcore people back home. ]

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psychic_hotline

God, I hope not.

I'm sorry, okay, blue kid. I'm just - really mad at these guys. You're not hanging out with any of them, are you?

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megamind

Nu-uh. I'm in my room. I got a puppy.

[ There's an eight-week-old doberman puppy right there, chewing a toy in Megamind's skinny lap, chewing on a Kong toy and drooling all over Megamind's orange prison jumpsuit. ]

Minion's gone, but-- they say that's important.

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You're by yourself? That's good. Any grown-ups come looking for you, they wanna take you anywhere, just grab your thing and yell for me, okay? My name's Sara. What's yours?

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People just call me Blue.

[ Names are for humans. He gets a descriptor. ]

My warden said he'd come by to get me. W--why should I yell for you?

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[Here's someone else on the prowl; someone who hasn't been really checking the network or listening to anything longer than it takes to decide whoever it is isn't speaking with a heavy German accent - or a blonde girl with too many teeth.

He's methodically checking empty cabins and carrying a (currently unloaded) light crossbow in one hand, a wrist-quiver with half a dozen bolts on it hidden beneath the (for once) rolled-down sleeve of his dark blue buttondown.

When he sees her, Dean hesitates, because he recognizes the signature of anger from a hundred paces, and a moment later he thinks she looks vaguely familiar; in the end though, he's still Dean, and he not only stands his ground but calls down to her.]

Hey.

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[Sara goes tense at the sight of him - he's adult, and (kinda) armed, which means he's trouble. She doesn't hesitate to grab the gun tucked in the back of her jeans and brings it to bear in both hands.]

G-get away from me.

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[...well, that escalated much faster than Dean originally anticipated. He can't see from here whether or not it's loaded properly and primed to fire, but he knows what to do in this case, and immediately raises both hands to show that the one is empty and that the other is holding a weapon aimed harmlessly at the ceiling.]

Whoa there - I'm not gonna do anything to you. Including come down there if you don't want me to. Okay?

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[She's never fired this kind of gun before, and she's definitely never shot at another human being. Those facts are the only thing really restraining her at this point.

Still, the distance is good. He's not close enough that she thinks she'd be in with much of a chance of hitting him, but he's not close enough that he could even try to disarm her, either.]

...Okay.

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surfaceshine

Okay.

[He can tell by the way she's holding it, her stance, that she's not sure of what she's doing right now; if anything that just makes him more wary, though. It's not the professionals, in his experience, he's had to worry about - it's the amateurs.

So he stays where he is, and keeps his voice steady but not patronizing.]

I'm Dean. [And I think you're... god I hope you're not...] What's going on?

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[Barbara is wandering again. This place may feel familiar, even safe, but that doesn't mean she doesn't want to memorise the layout. She'll feel more comfortable when she knows exactly where everything is.]

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psychic_hotline

[At this point, Sara is working to get a degree of panic under control because she shot bullets at a human being - okay, so she only winged him, but still, it's nowhere near as easy or uncomplicated as it looks on TV.

She reaches the foot of a staircase and turns and there's another girl there, around her age with red hair, and she hesitates only for a moment.]

Hey. Are you alright?

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[Barbara offers a rather awkward smile.] Yeah, I'm -

[Her eyes widen.] That's a gun. [...And then she's rolling her eyes at herself, because well done Babs, you are a master of deduction.]

Are you all right?