"Would you get your hands of me?! I'm not some wild animal, let go!"

The people dragging the wriggling form of a girl in stayed straight faced, gripping her arms so tightly through her thin green jacket it had to have left red marks on her dark plum skin. "I said, get off!" 

The handcuffs that sank in to her wrists became camouflaged as metal spread like water over her skin, reaching from her fingertips to her elbows. In her fit of frustration, the girl pulled her wrists apart, effectively snapping the chain. The people guiding her leaped backwards, deep brown eyes darting down as she lifted her hands to look at their new shiny complexion. "Well, that was unexpected." The staff began to reach for something to defend themselves, the girl quickly waving her hands frantically before her in a wiping motion. "Hold on, no need to get violent here! This was an accident, I'm not going to hurt anyone!... Oh boy." She muttered the last part, face falling into an expression of annoyance mixed with exhasperation.